IT'S ALL ME

It’s palm Sunday babies!

Don’t mind me you’ll probably see this two days after but when I’m writing it it’s Sunday so I shall relate to you as if it is. Sunday service was a blast. I think I might start attending church with dedication now, but please don’t expect too much because Rome was not built in one day, so baby steps are what we’re banking on. Anyway I learned about the body of Christ, and the duties of a Christian to the church.

I also learned that cooking with my nails fixed is quite a chore, especially the part where one has to open those seasoning cubes. Yeah, can we please address this matter once and for all, the producers of these seasoning cubes (Maggi) to be precise, need to take it easy because the rocks that they hide inside wrapping papers are getting out of hand. Nails aside, those stones in disguise almost always hurt my fingers when I try crushing them into a dish. So that needs to be addressed by the manufacturer. On the other hand when I have my nails on, taking off the wrapping is something I deserve to be awarded for each time I accomplish it, because bro/sis I kid you not that task can only be accomplished by the best of the best. I’m stressed.

I guess Hollywood writers took my dares for granted because no one has reached out to me and I’m still struggling with the school/life balance. I have a test next week, more will probably be fixed this week against next week, and my books are still a foreign entity to me. I studied the Michaelis-menten equation and the plots that can be derived from it. I will be honest it was quite interesting, despite all that I can’t force myself to keep reading. Sigh!

Okay sweetheart, till we speak again. I hope you enjoy this. If you do please like it it and share your thoughts in the comments section below. Çiao!