Long time, no post, eh? Well, I'll have you know that in my internet absence, my reality has been going on pretty strongly. Like every day. I don't know how it does it, but it does.
*First fun fact: I've eaten about 3-5 grilled cheese sandwiches in the past week.
*Fun Fact #2: I got pooped on my a bird Tuesday. No, you did not read that wrong. I was walking under a bunch of trees when a wind picked up. I thought I felt a surprisingly heavy leaf on my head so I touched the spot where it hit. After I took my hand away, I realized that there was some liquid on my hand. I innocently looked around on my clothes and bags to find the source of the new goo. And then the candle above my head was lit. I quickly sent my hand back up to my hood, I was thankfully wearing one, and felt the culprit. At first I was a little perturbed. Then I realized that hardly anyone gets pooped right on the head by a bird. Think about it. It takes good aim and quite a bit of luck to get in on a bird poopin' and it was my lucky day. It was also my friend's lucky day who agreed to scrape off the poop with a leaf.
*Last fun fact: I feel like I'm Peter Pan. Not the girl who plays the boy, but everyone in the audience knows she's a girl. No, I just feel like I never want to grow up. And I think it might be possible. With my chosen career, I get to explore and play every day. With my friends, well, I don't want to offend any of them so they get to choose if they are the Lost Boys (even if they contain no male parts) or Wendy, Michael, and John. But I know what they'll pick.
