I Joke Not

Can your fingers suffer from internal bleeding? 'Cause that's what my index finger seems to be experiencing ever since I ripped out a thin shred of skin on said finger.

Day by day, my classroom is getting more and more conducive for sleeping and the desk is getting more and more pillow-like.

My hair is also thinning day by day. I know this because my ponytail is getting smaller and smaller each day. I should have listened to my mother and chopped it all off when it grew and hit my shoulder. I am going to get it snipped soon.

Two friends came over to help out with my research on the complexities of a thing called red and ox.

If only I was kidding about all the above. But alas, I'm not.

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