So, my winter holiday is coming to an end and I had a dream where teachers were trying to kill the students. Literally.
What is my point? I don’t want to go back to school. I really don’t. I don’t even want to leave the house to meet my best friend. I am that kind of a lazy person. And then I come here and write about it, and I’m even too lazy to think about a normal subject.
what is wrong with me??
I need a caramel Machiatto.
Geez, I’m not making any sense.
This is wrong. I’m going to post some photos now. Excuse me.