Don’t you hate it when you walk out of a room lazily and you hit your body on the door or door frame, or actually knowing you’re going to hit the door but you’re too lazy to avoid the collision? Yeah, happens all the time. Watching my bruise change into a multitude of colors and poking it to see how much it hurts is as exciting as it gets, truly living the good life here.

It’s only been 1 week back from school and it was the longest one ever, glad it’s over. Yay for plans over the 3 day weekend! I will drink milk in commemoration of MLK day.