My brother's room is right next to mine and this morning when I woke up I heard a girl talking through the wall. I just figured it was his girlfriend, Emily. I heard someone shuffling downstairs and she's usually hung over, looking for aspirin, so I went to go find it for her. Now I wasn't wearing my glasses so at first I was like, "Oh, Emily dyed her hair." And then I realized it wasn't Emily. It was Amelia. The girl my brother apparently hated.
So she was like, "Ugh your brother sleeps forever."
and I was like, "Yeah I know. Um... do you want some breakfast?"
"No."
So I just kind of sat there, eating some ice cream, trying to come up with conversation.
I don't really know what the point of this journal was, but I felt like talking about it because it was just soooo incredibly awkward.
How was your morning?
