Growing up, I didn’t to like babies, especially crying babies. It was either crying babies or dirty diaper baby or drooling baby or something awful like that till my Mom had my two little baby sisters, especially the last one. 409 more words
It’s been a really irritating day, in a First-World-Silly-Problem kind of way.
I woke up this morning and started my usual routine. I logged onto my social media, checked the blog and replied to some of my messages before being interrupted with a notification to let me know that there was a new update, iOS 9.3.3 was available. 468 more words