I have a bio test tomorrow. Wish me luck! I think I have a pretty solid understanding of the unit. My chin is on my knee and now my chin hurts. My posture probably looks horrific from the side. A random thought popped into my head last weekend and I just remembered it again. I was watching the Emmys and suddenly it hit me that I was watching a bunch of people getting awards. Their celebrities, but they're people. Like us. I know it's obvious, but it suddenly felt weird how we hold celebrities to a higher standing than us. And how they're famous for acting in works of art. I can't explain it very well. Yesterday, I ate until my stomach felt like exploding and I felt like barfing. But the food was amazing. We were at a food festival with a bunch of booths from various restaurants. It was all very delicious. I wore a cute shirt with a picture of a strawberry and a fall cardigan. I discovered that it's too early for fall clothes. Still. I got excited about the first official day of summer and happily put on the cardigan I was so eager to wear, but ended up taking it off right when I exited the car. I can't wait until the leaves change color. It was cold last week so I said I missed summer, but now it's hot again and I miss the cold. You always want what you don't have, I suppose. I have a test tomorrow then a skit the next period. I wish we had just gone today. Luckily, the skit isn't very formal. The kids who went today wrote all over their hands and arms, twisting it sideways and upside down to read their handwriting. I'm tired. My eyelids are drooping. I have a cute Hello Kitty sticker at my desk. And a stack of washi tape. I want to start journaling. I used to love watching those videos on Instagram and YouTube of people decorating pages of their small journal. I never had a miniature food phase because just watching it gave me... anxiety? The big fingers and tiny utensils and butter and plates didn't suit my taste at all because I'm the sort of person who, if I were to play with that, would break down in tears because everything would keep falling. I did have a phase where I loved baking and cooking shows. And something that stuck with me was when I was carpooling with two older girls who were talking about their baking show phase, and I remember thinking: this isn't a phase, I'll always love watching it. I don't watch baking shows anymore. I used to watch Sugar Rush and the one with kids and the Great British Baking Show. I would yell at the TV as I watched Nailed It. I'm tired. When I type, my wrist leans against the computer so I get lines on the bottom of my wrists.
