Grabe. I was filled to my maximum stress potential today, I swear. It was worse than any of the perio days we've had so far. Ugghhh. I'm so sorry if I was a little... short with anyone today. It was not my intention, I promise - I'm just grumpy today. Ek.

I HAVE A PICTURE OF THIS CUTE LITTLE BOY WITH THE BLUEST EYES I'VE EVER SEEN, THOUGH. Arriele's stock directory was filled to the brim with beautiful kids. <3 Hay, Health.

Sevi told me a story from their school that helped me destress a bit, though. It went like this:

There was a little kid at an ice cream parlor who was having trouble deciding what to buy. The waitress was getting a little impatient - there were lots of other customers waiting for a table who could afford to buy more.

"How much is the plain ice cream?" the little boy asked.

"Fifty cents," the waitress answered.

"What about the sundae?"

"Seventy-five."

He seemed decided. "I'll get the plain."

She brought him his plain ice cream, still annoyed at his holding up the customers, and went to another table. When she got back, the little boy was gone along with his ice cream.

On the table was exactly seventy-five cents.

When Sevi told me that story, I was all, "Awwwww." Haha. It helped me destress. I love that little kid from the story. I like thinking he looks like the kid with the blue eyes.

LOL. I'm becoming incoherent. And random. Never mind. ONE MORE DAY. ONE MORE DAY BEFORE FREEDOM.