Eh. I’m disappointed. The clouds went away, and we were supposed to do something good in cooking today. I was hoping I’d actually be able to eat the pancakes we made in cooking today… But like… The eggs and butter coagulated and got all gross. And the pancakes… Did I ever tell you guys just how picky I am? I’m so picky, a lot of things don’t even smell edible to me. It’s like I’ll look at a hotdog and smell it, or like I did today I looked at the pancakes and… It didn’t even smell like food. I smelled and processed it, and my brain told my stomach that it wasn’t meant to be eaten. V.v Sewing today was boring, because a lot of the machines were broken and the teacher was fixing a lot of them. I pinned all my squares for my sewing, and I got a machine, but it was the really old circa 1950 one and it jammed, then I couldn’t thread the bobbin, so… Barely any work done.
-Sera
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