I wake up for nthteen time but at least now it's morning. Lately it's been getting more difficult to fall asleep and even more difficult to stay asleep. Waking up so many times leads to the joys of sleep deprivation and so many dreams you don't even remember what happened the day before without some struggle.
Sighing I get up and stretch then fall to my knees as my vision goes black. I'm fine, don't worry about it, happens all the time. During school standing up stretching while sitting down. It's been like this for a while; I've only passed out twice and both times I was sitting down but what can you do, you know? Honestly I'm fine, really, during school I usually don't see for about ten seconds after standing but I've kind of just learned to power through. I only have to sit if it's really bad.
I slowly come back to standing and look at the source of my waking this time, my dog Cocoa whining to go outside. I open my door and she sprints out, turning around I eye the bed again denying wether I should try to sleep more but what's the point anyways. Either way I hop back in a unlock my phone.
I don't have many notifications, streaks on snapchats (for no reason though because I stopped sending streaks about six months ago), some messages from the family group text, and a dm of an edit from my supernatural obsessed friend. Opening all of these I go on Snapchat and look at all the magazine stories that look remotely interesting and going through my YouTube feed to see if something might interest me there. Nothing does.
Next thing I know it's quite a while later so it's time to head downstairs and maybe eat something. I don't eat as often anymore; don't worry I'm not anorexic or anything, I just haven't been hungry lately. I make some toast with peanut butter and grab a water that I tell my self I'll finish but really, it's not going to happen. My dog finds me and we head back upstairs to eat (well I eat and give her the plate to tear apart after) and do more mindless things on the phone.
Eventually I get tired of being gross and wash my face with a complicated ass routine and brush my teeth. I feel like I should do something but I'm really lazy so I stand in silence contemplating for a few minutes. I end up deciding to "clean" my room and turn on a Bluetooth speaker and Spotify. When I say clean it means I reorganize everything and stop halfway because I get tired so everything is messier and waiting to be yelled at my parents. But whatever I tried so eh.
My phone chimes and its a Snapchat from my friend Allie asking me to come over.
"Wowza is that a friend I see? Shocker." I mumble to myself because I'm a smartass to myself even. I get the go ahead from my parents and end up getting to go over. I throw some shit in a bag and wait. I wander over to my sisters room because I rarely ever see the loser if she ever decides to get off her computer and out of her room. I carefully turn the doorknob and then kick open the door with a bang.
"Sup loser.", I say because I'm an intellectual.
She rolls her eyes and huffs because I interrupted her ROBLOX role play or some shit.
"What Becca?" She groans.
"What are you doing?" I say in a false accusatory tone.
"Ugh stop get out." Wow what a whiny bitch. I laugh.
"Why? You watching porn or something?"
"Ugh! Ew! No! Oh my gosh! Gross!", a stereotypical answer from one of the most conservative people I know. I laugh again.
"Go feed the cats." Another anticipatory act of a huff and and eye roll from her and she gets up.
"Fine," and I walk away like the queen I am. I basically screw around the rest of the day doing nothing and something all at once before it's time to head over to Allie's. I can't drive yet because I'm a youngin so my mom drops me off.
