The last 24 hours of my internet history consists of ‘first
posts of popular blogs’, ‘winged eyeliner tutorials’, ‘Goodreads giveaways’, ‘how
do I stop being so useless’, ‘saving money skills’, ‘lose weight detox’ and an
array of Netflix links. That isn’t my name, but it covers 80% of what would be
listed under it in a dictionary. I don’t claim to have appropriate answers for
any of my Google searches and any of my lifelong problems, questions and inner
turmoils. Hell, I don’t have an inch of an insight into what I’m going to have
for breakfast tomorrow – or if I will even be awake for breakfast time. That’s
my point. I have unlimited questions and unlimited problems; I answer or solve
one and three more replace them within a matter of minutes. I. Am. Flawed.
Flawed, also isn’t my name.
Shannon is.
I’m 21. I’m weeks away from finishing my university
education and have moved back to Essex from Derby to live with my parents
because I’m too poor to afford my own place. I’m back to sharing a small
bedroom with my teenage sister and sleeping on the bottom bunk whilst a boiler
makes surviving in this room miles away from possible. I have a tendency to
grow my hair and then have it all cut to my shoulders because I’m too lazy to
deal with the upkeep of long hair. My long-term loves are Disney, Harry Potter
and spending obscene amounts of money on Amazon.
My name is Shannon, and this is my blog.
-xo
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