Weed

Leonidas is happy not this evening. >_>

Misolunadiesy

Here's a new word for you which I'm sure you can all associate with: misolunadiesy (mai-zoe-loo-nuh-dee-zee) or the hatred of Mondays. If you're a person who hates Mondays, you're a misolunadies. If something's related to hating Mondays, it's misolunadiesical. If you do something like a misolunadies would, you're doing it misolunadiesically. So there's a brand new word for you to use whenever you feel like expressing yourself at the start of the week ;)

~Have a misolunadiesical day, love Leonidas

Happiness: Guilty as charged

So I don't have the perfect life, noone really seems to; I have many flaws and plenty of things that I don't like about my life. But these are all really small things, like my hair, or the education system I have to swim through. In general? I feel really frigging happy with my life. And I feel guilty as hell about it.

I'm working on it

I'm not the most organised: my homework is usually last-minute and my room permanently untidy.
I'm not the greatest when it comes to memory: tell me something and I may ask you a second later what the heck you just said (sometimes I can't remember what I said.)
I'm not the most time-managed, I spend a lot of my time on the computer and not a lot of time doing any work - I procrastinate so easily.

I'm not the best blogger out there, I don't do an awful lot to go out there and attract people to my blog, and I don't post consistently.
I'm not the hardest worker: I care nothing for a lot of my school subjects and only work on the ones I don't enjoy because I have to.
I'm not as great a writer as I want to be, for the reason that I'm afraid of commitment and don't actually write much.

But to all these things I have say this...

I'm working on it.

~Love Leonidas

Party. Fricking. AWESOME

Usually there's no good reason why I post my blogs late, I just plain forget (oops XD) but yesterday, there was a very good reason: MAH PARTEH!