it is called improvisation

Yesterday, I decided to bake some cookies because for one, I did not feel like doing homework, and two, because my internet had some technical difficulties. As I went to bake them, I realized that I didn't have enough butter, so I decided to improvise. I didn't measure anything out, and the cookies turned out better than they have before. The result was kind of bittersweet: The cookies were tasty, but I didn't write the recipe down.

I meant to bring some to school today, but I totally forgot because I was kind of rushed this morning. Sorry Albert! Tacky Tourist day was today and socks and sandals are not the best combination in the midst of the wettest day since 1962. (Fun fact provided by Mr. Colburn!) Anyways, since I dressed up for Tacky Tourist day, Di-an made me go be part of the noontime in the theater. It was slightly awkward, especially when Valentina came up with her shirt w/ a bikini painted onto it, like the one from How I Met Your Mother. So, I participated in this noontime which was some fashion show, so I could be entered into a raffle to win something from the student store. I wish it was a warmer day for Tacky Tourist day, but sadly it was pouring down rain. What I've learned from this day: Tourists dress for convenience and not necessarily for style. Fanny packs are actually pretty convenient :)

After school there were some pretty fail moments displayed by Albert and Allyson. It's not always all me!

Me: There's a raindrop on your glasses.
Albert: (Tries to blow it off).
Me: That's not gonna work.
Albert: (Takes off glasses and tries to wipe it off). It doesn't work! Oh wait...it's on the inside of my glasses... D:

Allyson: (Walks outside and then comes back around) Where did Maggie go?
Albert: She went outside and followed you.
Allyson: Goes back outside looking for me XD Comes back inside saying that she's gonna kill me o.o