Spring Break

Day 5 of Spring Break- I went to softball practice. That's about it.
Day 6- I didn't get out of bed until 6. I mean, actually, did not get out of bed until 6 pm. I played games with a couple of friends online until that time. I think this reaches a new point in my depression honestly.
Day 7 (Today)- Well, it is 11:31 am, so honestly, I can't give too much of an update. So far, the morning has been good. I mean, I failed at making eggs but I made tea and I loaded the dishwasher and tomorrow I am going to see my boyfriend. I also put my hair up in a kind of actually good bun, so I mean, I've achieved something. My hair is still a little too short right now, so every time I put my hair up, there's a little bit that just stays down and makes it look shitty.
(EDIT, It's two days later) Day 8- Saw my boyfriend and then started the hair dying process when I got home, which I have been waiting so fucking long for. Although we haven't colored it cause we used three boxes of bleach since I have too much freaking hair.
Day 9 (Today Today, the real Today) - Emergency softball practice in a couple hours and then gonna color my hair. I'll post a picture when it's done.
So yeah, that's how Spring Break has been for me. Yeah, my posts are mundane, but I don't have much to write about, especially while there's no school. God, the fucking drama is gonna kill me before I graduate and I don't even have friends, so why the fuck do I have so much gossip surrounding me?

I downloaded a new game off steam. It's called booty calls. It is exactly as dirty as it sounds. I've watched my boyfriend play it, which, yeah, sounds weird. I like it. I'm a little too gay to be dating a guy but I love him with all my heart. Teenage love...It's so pure and raw and so, just, full. It's crazy, though, everybody knows that.

I only know of one person who has read my blog, but that's because I just sent them the link for it. I don't know who would actually want to read this stuff, though.
You'd think the person I sent the link to would be a close friend considering this is kind of a personal blog, but nope, they're a stranger. I don't think I would want people I'm close to to read my shit. It kinda seems weird. Is it rude to not let them when I'll let people I don't even know read it? I guess it's hard for me. Not much in my life is private and my boyfriend doesn't exactly help with that (one of the only three flaws about him). It's nice sometimes to just, have something to myself.

Maybe I just overthink way too much.

Signing off for now.