Peanut Butter and Chocolate Milk

Today started out like any day. I woke up.

I got ready and headed to the ATM to pull some cash out. My card was denied. Sweet.

Then I headed to school. After saying something to Coach White, I completely missed my chair when trying to sit down and ended up sprawled out on the ground, one arm in the trash can. I could've pulled it off had I not been sitting front and center, right next to the big movie screen that everyone's eyes were glued on. Luckily, I managed to laugh it off.

Then, disaster struck.
My Sadie's group cancelled.

Sad, contaminated, and groupless, I decided to head to Target to get some cash back so I could purchase my dance tickets.

My new Debit card had some trouble again, and I ended up dealing with the card drama instead of heading back to school.. Making me late for English. I decided not to go.

Instead, I headed to Cydney's house. I was in need of some company.

Upon arrival, I immediately locked my keys in my car.

Frustrated, I simply walked away and into Cydney's place. She immediately went to work making me a peanut butter sandwich.


Of all the things that I've learned in life, this is in the top ten. There is nothing in this world that brightens a day like a peanut butter sandwich... Except perhaps chocolate milk, which she also supplied me with.

Obviously, she's a true friend.


Between the Sandwich and listening to John Mayer on the way home, I felt a million times better.

Thank you :)