Iβm anxious about Thursday. Less about the tests themselves. I feel like I will either manage them or not, Iβm oddly calm about it. Iβm weirdly anxious about stupid things like βwhat if I accidentally forget to go?β or βwhat if Iβm late?β or βwhat if they think I donβt look smart?β
The bread I bought just before the weekend is already moldy. WTF
I've found my new favourite weird thing to do with a Tesco meal deal. Take a tub of honey and mustard chicken pasta, and a bag of Thai sweet chilli chicken McCoys, use the large McCoys crisps to scoop up the pasta. The flavours work well together, but there's also a satisfying contrast in textures between the soft pasta and crunchy crisp.
Hello yes, I am weird.
I've found my new favourite weird thing to do with a Tesco meal deal. Take a tub of honey and mustard chicken pasta, and a bag of Thai sweet chilli chicken McCoys, use the large McCoys crisps to scoop up the pasta. The flavours work well together, but there's also a satisfying contrast in textures between the soft pasta and crunchy crisp.
#80085
I'm starting to get anxious about Thursday.
Iβm laying here tired, eyelids heavy, but my brain unable to click off and sleep. I hate it when this happens.
And for good measure, a brain zap.
Iβm laying here tired, eyelids heavy, but my brain unable to click off and sleep. I hate it when this happens.
Oh good, I'm being tasked with teaching the group how to use the theatre.
Forgot we had an Orthodox Jewish residential camp hiring the school this week. Meanwhile, Iβve rocked up in a t shirt that says βWE ARE FUCKING FUCKEDβ on it
For added effect, the t-shirt is black and the wording and symbols are bright neon yellow.