My sisters go to a private Catholic high school that doesn’t play by the rules of public school attendance. They don’t have to be in class for a set number of days so they just take off whenever they please.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I followed for the political journalism… stayed for the stupid fashion.
Gordon Ramsay, I will accept my crown as Queen of Cuisine please.
There is no worse “first world problem” then having a bunch of food in front of you and not being hungry.
My youngest sister, Marian, loves nothing more than receiving packages in the mail. I understand.
The warm February could be nice if you ignore the 60 degree June I guess.
I wasn’t aware that the jump from 7th to 8th grade is when it became uncool to hand out Valentine candy to the whole class. It wasn’t all bad though, I just ate 30 Reese’s peanut butter hearts. Come to[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
