Fish Tacos

... Is what I had for dinner. Four, to be exact. Plus nachos. Plus drink. Plus half of my siblings' Hot Cheetos.

If only you could have been there. THE EATING WAS INTENSE. Oh, the carnage!

Alllsso: Spent my day trying to read whasitcalled? OH YEAH. Things Fall Apart. Holy corpuscles. DO HATE. I mean... it's worse than the Power of One. I actually liked the Power of One. But things fall apart? I mean, sorry Igbo people, but I'm bored. And the assignment calls to point out instances of tradition, custom, gender role, yadda yadda gabba gabba hey.

NEWS FLASH: Every freaking page is culture! Wtf. IB TEACHERS AIN'TB SMART.

Growr. Growr. Growr again.

And: Discovered a new shirt in my closet. I was surprised. Like you wouldn't believe. I was like, "HEY DARLING, what's a tshirt like you doing on a hanger like this?" That's right - I flirted with my t-shirt. I see nothing wrong with it.

DO YOU? NO. THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT YOU'D SAY.

Also also: BOOTS. I still want them. I will have them. Somehow. *schemes*

Erm... yes.