#pennbrookstarter

To the idiot who dented my car:

Apparently I turned 23. Thanks Mom. Always nice to be reminded of your birthday 4 days later.

It’s December and like 4 days until classes start again but i’ve been singing School’s Out since I work up at 3:30 this morning.

I’ve convinced Mama Smythe to let me cook, which makes me very happy. So, I’m making grilled lemon and rosemary chicken, and slicing it over a salad. It’s going to be really good; I can already tell.

I’ve been playing Battlefront more or less non-stop since Christmas. I don’t know who needs a break most; me, my ps4 or the cat who keeps jumping in fear every time I’m unable to only scream in my head.

I’m so stoked to be going to Bristol for Christmas. Being forced to eat way more food that i’d like, drinking apple juice while everyone sips whiskey, tearing obnoxious wrapping paper and pretending a label maker is everything I ever wanted.

Someone please give me tips on how to make Christmas candy without ending up covered in melted chocolate. I’ve got chocolate everywhere.

My dad got me a brand new fucking car for Christmas.