But I really have nothing interesting to say.
Well a lot of interesting things to say but no time or coherence to actually make sense of them.
Saw my adorable brother this weekend. I do believe he sees me as a cookie making machine. Which is good since this means my parents automatically are required to go buy ingredients for me. Baking is so relaxing.
I really can't think of anything else to say. My mind's everywhere at once and so I can't really get anything across to you.