SIX// non-sense.
First, there was a storm. (I personally found it refreshing, though.)
And now it's raining donuts. It had to be during training, didn't it? My hair is now sticky with glaze instead of gel. Along with the rest of my skin and clothing. I'm taking a shower.
Having come into the school year so late, it's a bit daunting for finals to be coming up already, but whatever. Whatever happens, happens, I suppose.
Contemplating going to the dance... thing. Father thinks it'd be a good idea to go. Make new friends or something like that. Hnn....
And now it's raining donuts. It had to be during training, didn't it? My hair is now sticky with glaze instead of gel. Along with the rest of my skin and clothing. I'm taking a shower.
Having come into the school year so late, it's a bit daunting for finals to be coming up already, but whatever. Whatever happens, happens, I suppose.
Contemplating going to the dance... thing. Father thinks it'd be a good idea to go. Make new friends or something like that. Hnn....