So right now I’m slurping homemade soup out of a pot (clearly too lazy for a bowl) and looking at before and afters. I’m getting better with my irritability. I think it’s just PMS really. I got scared there for a minute. Oh, and I smell foul, because I’m gonna shower in the AM after a 30 minute run at the gym before school, and that’s why they call me hardcore, (especially since it’s my birthday tomorrow).

So pumped, ready for that vegan cake, OH YEAH.

In school, get this, part of our class tomorrow is gonna be yoga. Believe my luck? Yoga on my birthday? The illest.

I shall watch my kajillion friends poor in and say, ‘We’re glad you were born!”. Not really, maybe like 2 people.

K bye.