Today had so much promise. My morning class was canceled, so I got in an extra hour of sleep (which is always a good thing). My classes today weren't really all the bad, but I kept feeling like crap. I still feel like crap actually.
It's not in a sick, I should see a doctor kind of crap, but more along of it's just been an off day. I guess it's just being an "adult" has caught up with me. It would be nice to have a day to just be a little kid every once in a while.
In other news:
I made a cake today. Stealthily done in my dorm room. Now, I'm not going to claim being a fabulous culinary mind to know how to utilize dorm room microwaves to make a nice layer cake. No, I cheated. I made a Betty Crocker mini delight cake thing. It was by far, the best thing about my day.
You'd think that I'd be staying away from any kind of desserts after my last episode that only happened Sunday. Since I'm assuming you weren't there internet world, I'll recount the insanity of my actions.
It was a wonderful Sunday, birds were literally singing. You can't get more picture-esq than that, I tell you. I had already ate two bowels of chili for dinner (thanks mom, I really did love it), when my friend informs me that She hasn't ate dinner yet. Not to let her eat alone (cause that's a fate worse than death on campus) I offered to go with her.
That was a mistake. When faced with chocolaty desserts, I'm a sucker. My friend is also an enabler. When trying to decided between the desserts, she urged me to have both. Best friend ever, right? For all intent and purposes, she is. Just not when it comes to chocolate.
So yes, I've drown my bad day in a chocolate cake. I don't think you should blame me for it. Because it was a damn good cake.
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