Dad keeps looking at me funny because I’m wearing tack pins instead of earrings, but in my defense none of the ones I own match my shirt. I had to improvise.
Made it to second year on Hogwarts Mystery. Any one else who plays: am I the only one who’s terrified of the Gryffindor Prefect?
Spent most of the day going through a back-log of Education Perfect assignments (ew) and,,,,,, my bio teacher has assigned me 15.6 hours of extra credit work that I now feel obligated to complete, because I’m me (AKA a chronic overachiever) and also because I finished my assessment like two weeks ago so I have nothing else to do for Biology.
My brother refuses to clean up his side of the room even though his Stuff Mountain is now up to my knees. Also my book is somewhere on his side of the room and it’s been there since Christmas, I can’t find it and I want it back so I’ve been pestering him. To no avail. -_-