As I wrote that title, I thought, "where's my cinnamon roll?"
Today is a bad day. I ate bad food. Cici's pizza buffet. I'll probably end up with a disease. Sorry Cici, it's not you, it's me. :) Plus, cici's pizza is carb city, so we know that that is not sticking to my diet. I had cici's for lunch so if I had stuck to my diet, I would have eaten a natural peanut butter sandwich on wheat bread. Yum...(no sarcasm intended...okay, that was sarcasm).
Now, I want my cinnamon roll that my mom got for me from a bakery we went to this morning. But I can't get it because my mom is vacuuming the hallway. And when I say "vacuuming," I mean, deep cleaning with the steam cleaner, so I can't get to the kitchen. But really, I don't even know where the cinnamon roll is...last time I checked, it was in the back of the van.
I haven't taken any photos in a day or two. Right now my camera battery is charging. Maybe I'll take a photo of my cinnamon roll when I escape my room through the window.
This is going to sound maybe selfish or like I'm having a pity party, but does any one read my blog? I mean, I know my mom does. :) I'm sure some one does (other than my mom). Some one has left a comment before, saying that I still have readers, but they get quiet sometimes...hmm. If no one leaves a comment on this post, I'll just assume you're still being quiet. :) I love ya, you know.
Now for a photo of the cinnamon roll
By the times you read this, it will no longer exist. Actually, as I write this, it does not exist. Well, not any more.
"Was it good," you ask. Do I wish I could move objects with my mind? Yes. So Yes, the cinnamon roll was good.
Do I feel guilty? Maybe...a little. Stop asking so many questions. Man.
By the way, I didn't end up escaping through my window. :)
See ya later,
Bethany. :)
P.s. I promise a better post tomorrow or Monday. :)