#inter: starter

I just spent an hour as a referee in a debate between two nine years old girls. The subject? if Molly Moon or Harry Potter would win a magic fight. 

I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m all about pancake buffets on Sunday mornings.

Yes, maybe it was a bit impulsive to buy a 1 lb bag of just hot cinnamon jelly beans. No, I mostly don’t regret it. But it was only three minutes ago, so...

I love Sundays because I don’t have to wear pants, and it is sort of acceptable to eat an entire banana bread by yourself.

Graveyard shifts are actually not that awful... until you have class in the morning. I’m tempted to actually try the coffee and energy drink combo a classmate tried to recommend the other week.

I still can’t believe some of you are still discussing candy corn when there’s like, glow in the dark candy and sour jelly bats and gummy body parts and... so much good Halloween candy. I just met two dudes arguing about candy corn, while dressed as Thomson and Thompson, and I just felt like throwing some of the liquid candy I was given that looks like urine samples. But I wasn’t sure it would’ve helped the situation, so...

It’s been a long time since I felt as disappointed as I did two minutes ago when I was told the ice cream eating contest is only for kids aged six to 12.

Today had an interesting start. I accidentally stole a milk carton today. I only realised when a security fella decided to chase after me. Stealing is technically wrong, but I think the running session and the fact that I downed an entire cartn of milk in like, ten minutes make up for it. You’re welcome, bones.