To My Face

Now that the book is finished…

I have been sleeping, instead of passing out on the floor behind the sofa.

I have been eating well, instead of living on a diet of caffeine and chocolate.

I remember to wash you morning and night.

I shower regularly.

I think my hormones aren’t all whacky and crapped out from stress. At least, I haven’t blown up for very trivial reasons for at least a couple of days.

So, stop it! STOP IT! You aren’t fifteen! Stooooop iiiiiiitttttt! STOOOOOPPPPP ITTTTTTT!!!!!! I swear I’ll slap you if you don’t settle down by tomorrow!

*huff*

*huffhuffhuff*

I probably need to drink more water.