Blog # 6

Everyone is gone. The only person here is me, myself, and I. When I get these times, I enjoy every moment of it, well, almost. The house is quiet, and I get to do what I like, blare the music till I can’t hear my own voice, mostly because I don’t want to hear my own scratchy voice, dance around like a complete idiot, or laugh at absolutely anything, and when I say anything, I mean anything. Some people may think I’m out of my mind, and that I belong in a mental insatution, but I guess they don’t know my real personality. When I get time to myself, it’s more of a hyper hour. After my sugar rush has past, I like to cuddle with my puppy, and watch a movie off of Netflix he`s my movie buddy. Later on if I have time, I love to put on a facemask and act like a total girl. If I have the energy, I’ll do my nails, and find new make-up ideas off of YouTube. Sometimes it can get scary having time to myself home alone, sometimes I hear really scary noises and things close by their selves. Not a fun time. When that happens, I just turn the music up even louder. Ayyyy ;)