Sunday, August 31, 2014
My parents are currently away so that means i'm home all alone for the entire time that they are gone. I was so happy when my dad told me that him and mum were going to go away. I couldn't wait to have the house all to myself ( a proper house ) and to be able to freely drink and smoke whenever I want and laugh as loudly to Conan O'Brien without having to worry about who i'm annoying. So i was eating my Tasty Toobs and drinking my red yesterday and i thought to myself, " I need to live alone again". Being alone at my house right now whilst my parents are living it up in Tasmania has made me realise how much i thrive being a solo sailor. Ha ha, solo sailor. I'm being reminded right now of 2013 when i first lived out of home in my own apartment. It honestly feels like that right now. Each day is a day to be treasured because it's just too good and my parents are going to be back any day and i won't be able to have this much freedom again.
There is something really awesome about showering with the door open with your music on.
Drinking red with the door open ( omg ) and watching Capote
Running down to the supermarket at 10 to get chocolate
Having the orange lamp on and feeling like my room is some kind of boudoir
And maybe the best thing of all....
Complete Silence all day, every day.
I was thinking yesterday how most weirdos live alone. It's because you can't live freely as a weirdo unless you live alone. I mean, without trying to make myself sound weird but i totally need my privacy. I get really weird just playing music out loud. I mean, i don't know how people can drive their cars with their music on full blast. Everyone can hear what music you like and they probably think it's really lame. I love my music but i know that i'd be pretty gutted if someone judged me for liking some of the artists that i do. I guess i'm just a freedom lover and i find that i am truly the most ' at peace ' when i'm alone and i can do whatever i want and talk to myself and just not feel like i have to put up some kind of front. When you live alone, you feel like no one is judging you. And even though most of us probably don't care about what our parents think, i feel like we still feel a bit embarrassed when we get up past ten and they are already in the kitchen. They are secretly judging.
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