2/27
Dear Diary,
TGIF right? Wrong. I've endured a lot of torture in my lifetime, but never from my own hands. Until now. 2 bowls of Cap'n Crunch later and my mouth has been scraped and scratched raw. Little yellow, malice filled rectangles unleashed their cruelty upon me. Masking the deed with delicious flavor.
My weekend is ruined, but I haven't been broken.
After all I am the one who has eaten a whole bowl of oatmeal without a single grain of brown sugar. Hardcore, I know.
Compared to that, today was just child's play.
Dear Diary,
TGIF right? Wrong. I've endured a lot of torture in my lifetime, but never from my own hands. Until now. 2 bowls of Cap'n Crunch later and my mouth has been scraped and scratched raw. Little yellow, malice filled rectangles unleashed their cruelty upon me. Masking the deed with delicious flavor.
My weekend is ruined, but I haven't been broken.
After all I am the one who has eaten a whole bowl of oatmeal without a single grain of brown sugar. Hardcore, I know.
Compared to that, today was just child's play.
