Today was… relatively nice, I’d have to say.
At around 10:00, I went to hell (in other words, I exercised). I hate mornings already, and exercise just makes it 100000000000 times worse. 588 more words
Never in my adolescence did I dream that I would be a coffee lover. I hated coffee. I could sometimes enjoy a gas station cappuccino, but even that often involved adding extra cinnamon or cocoa powder, depending on the flavor. 840 more words