Caitlyn put me in charge of dessert for dinner Friday. First off, my dessert repertoire consists of cake mix cookies, muffin cookies, and any pre-packaged, stick-in-the-oven desserts. And she says to go out on a limb and do something new. Yea, with what supplies exactly? We have a terrible deficit of useful pans and utensils. No blender, no mixer, and not even a whisk D: I could raid Matthew's box of cooking-amazingness (the boy cooks. I'm killing Caitlyn), but he doesn't have a blender or a mixer, so that doesn't help -.- gaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
Now, why I'm going to kill Caitlyn. If she'd left me alone and not said anything about Matthew, I might have liked him. But no, she had to go and tease me for no reason, and that made me resist like crazy. So now I won't like him ever. Reverse psychology works wonders. Plus, I'm stupid enough to fall for it -.-
It's ridiculous for people to be jealous of me. It actually ticks me off. Who the hell would want to be like me? School is over in 6 years, at the most, for the people here. After that, I'm toast. I'm good at learning, not doing, and definitely not working with other people. I'm in the wrong major in the wrong place. Then again, there's no right major, so I can't really be in the wrong one either.
nepie · Thu Mar 26, 2009 @ 07:47pm · 0 Comments |