writers block.

I'm supposed to be writing my admission essays right now.
But I don't know what to write.

I really hate those "Who are you?" prompts.
Who am I? I don't know.

afvndafljkvbsdkfjdbvadslf. <3 Fi

humidity needs to die in a hole.

I was going to write something nice and happy today. I really was. And when I woke up, I was positive that I was going to have a good day.

But then I went out the door.

And it was so damn HUMID! I. Hate. Humidity. It makes my hair frizz. It makes me sweat. It makes me feel disgusting.

I promised myself I wouldn't take out my anger here. So I won't. Which is why this is so short.


I wasn't the only girl with frizzy hair though. HA. :P  <3 Fi


P.S And I apologize for being all irritating and complain-y.