Week Nine?
Is this even the week we're in? Whatever.
This week, to say the least, has been completely terrible. Poor execution of assessments, some just left to collect dust under my bed until the night before they're due, lying to get out of my first shift this week, angsty parents, angsty sister, angsty self, potential computer viruses, and a rash on my neck that has no known origin. But then something happened that made me forget everything bad that even happened.
Remember East 17?
Well, my dad sure does.
They're on his iPod.
I don't know how to feel.
Irrelevant post has been irrelevant. I will come back later with fruitful thoughts and maybe a little bit of a creative piece.