put on a little makeup.

every time he thinks he's on top of everything and can relax a little, his life decides to remind him at the very last moment that there's another pile of things to be done that he's completely forgotten about. he forgets a lot. it's difficult not to with the amount of things he's supposed to remember. he's beginning to realize why people actually do use their agendas. maybe he should be trying to make it a habit of his, maybe not.  the time just keeps on falling away, leaving him to fend for himself. he's waiting for things to change, for something magical to happen so that he can finally understand a little bit about life.  nothing beats being an oblivious to the things to come. it's the only way that he can ever actually get to sleep without a highly exhausting pill every day.  <3 <3