Silly thing that annoys me: when people tell you that you're lucky when whatever it is they're talking about has nothing to do with luck. This morning Madison said I was lucky that I only had one final left. How is that luck? I had three more before this. Somebody told me I was lucky that I got to come here. It's not luck, it's getting decent grades and making a decision. And then it's also annoying when people get super deep and they're like you're lucky because of where you were born. As if everything you do suddenly means less.
I started messing around with picture editing today. It's pretty addicting. So is Pinterest.
Tomorrow is legitimately going to be a study day.
Macaroni and cheese sounds so good right now.
Oh yeah a clothes horse is just a drying rack for clothes.
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