I am stressed. I feel like I'm working under a deadline already. Well, I suppose I am.

As a teenaged girl, my main source of income is from babysitting (You'd think it would be Daddy, but, you know, this recession nonsense.), I had a job tonight with this accident prone two year old. I have another job tomorrow night and yet another next Wednesday. This would be nice and all, but right before the school year, this is just adding to the mountain of academic work I have procrastinated in doing. I'm trying to finish two books(One of which is by Dickens, enough said.), read this study guide thing, write a speech, and memorize some chemistry stuff, like the periodic table of elements. And on top of THAT, I have an article to write for the local newspaper and tomorrow morning I have a "nonprofit" (it's for my dad, and he's not paying me.) photography gig. I mean, this last week of summer is supposed to be epic or snazzy, or somthing other than stressed.

I would kill to go to Waffle House, right now.

So, Sunday. I went shopping and got two new shirts. Both v-neck with a pocket; got them in navy and gray. Coincedentally, I was wearing a navy dress with a gray cardigan while purchasing these items. Tuesday. On my way back from a mini roadtrip to Waco, Jordyn and I stopped at an Aeropstle outlet (which felt very awkward, because neither of us usually shop there), and I grabed this tanktop that was $3.99. As I was in line to check out, I realized it was gray (tho I still bought it, wearing it now actually). I went to the mall yesterday, and almost bought a navy dress, but instead bought a necklace with gray embelishments, while wearing a navy hair bow. All that to say, I wear a lot of navy and gray. Watch me go out and by a million things in red, and soon all I wear is red.

I had something I wanted to say, but I forgot. Well, anyway, my insomnia seems to be going away, I'm yawning now.

My apologies about the delay in this post.
Holly

The Pilot

Hello, my name is Holly.

Creating a blog seems so difficult, you know? You have to have the right topic, and it has to be cute and witty and just all around enjoyable. Some people just get by being good looking and using flowery words. Me? I have no topic; I used to be cute, then I hit puberty; witty? maybe; enjoyable? on my good days; and as far as aesthetics go, I'll leave that to the fashion industry.

Well, a bit about me:
I'm a high school student, who amazingly does well with little or no effort. I procrastinate terribly, and my day usually doesn't start until 1 pm. During the summer I develop insomnia some what, but when the school year starts I get back on a semi normal sleeping pattern. I'm fascinated with the little things and the big things make me stop and stare.I wear a lot of navy and gray, but I'm trying to incorporate more yellows and reds. Reading is my boyfriend, and music is my lover. I get nervous when I have everyone's attention, and I hate group projects. I love it when it rains, I love to go on adventures, and I love to eat Popsicles.
That's just some basic information, and you'll pick up on more as I write.

The title of this blog is a bit misleading. Not a lot of posts will be made at midnight, and the days I drink coffee are pretty much limited to Mondays. But I like the sound of "Midnight Coffee Break," and maybe there are a few insomniacs who will keep up with me.

Well that's it for today.
Ciao.