The Unfortunate Events of Doing Absolutely Nothing

You all know the feeling. You come home from school or work and you are longing for that empty nothingness in your life, where you just switch off your brain and watch 2 seasons of spongebob while stuffing your face with instant noodles (oh yeah and don't forget to instagram it).

Well, I CAN'T STAND that feeling. I despise it. Give me something to do. Anything. Seriously. That's why I'm writing a blog post right now. I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO. My dad believes that these states are healthy for me, because it's one of those life lessons that teach me not sit on my butt my whole life.

He's right. He's so right omg. I hate it when he's right. 

Also, it's really funny how you go completely nuts. For example, I decided to make pancakes because I felt like I was doing a favour for society (only my family tbh) and they came out really ugly, so I spent a whole 15 minutes googling why my pancakes were ugly and techniques on how to make them prettier. DID I NEED TO KNOW THAT? WILL IT FULFILL ANY OF MY FUTURE GOALS? WILL IT GET ME MONEY?

Nope. I just made myself believe I was being useful.

My parents probably think this is a great technique to make me "independent", to "find my own path" and to "discover myself"....wait. No. That came out wrong.

That makes me even more frustrated, because I am not living up to their expectations. I mean, I ate 3 bowls of cornflakes for dinner today...

I should get a life...and like a life goal.

Although I did manage to finally get a driver's license after a year of trying....*sigh*

BUT AT THE SAME TIME I'M REALLY HAPPY WITH MY LIFE ANd it's just so weird like you don't even know. 

#confusion