Today was the first of what I'm sure will be many frustrated moments
that all sound vaguely similar: "I want a week off. Two weeks. What
happened to my eternal summer?!"
Dyed my hair today. I'd call it an auburn-y color now, but there are
those who might call me ginger. Can't decide yet if I'd agree with
them.
Oh, and that part about rocking Latin? Lies. Braggery. (<--not a
real word) Boasting and arrogance. I'm drowning in declensions and
it's horrifying. Horrifying like a horror movie.
I wish there was more time for fun writing, but whatever. November's coming up, which means Nanowrimo (which means writing a 50,000 word story in 30 days).
Life, it do go on.
Oh gosh, and guess what! Google
"weird penicillin dreams." Seriously, go do it and see what the first
thing that pops up is. Life goal on the bucket list: check! BECAUSE
I'M AWESOME. :)
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