today i got home from school and decided i would be a good daughter and put the ironing board away so the parentals wouldn't have to remind me to do it when they got home. as i was doing this good deed i lifted the dang thing a little too high in the laundry room, heard a very loud sound of breaking glass, and then received a nice glass shower from above.
i didn't feel any "you just got cut" pain so i carried on cleaning up. and then there was blood all over my arm. not kidding either when i say all over. so i ran to the bathroom and was ever so disappointed to find only boring tan band-aids. come on mom who buys just boring bandages?! because of the lack of any other choice i slapped them on the cleaned up cuts and carried on only to find that my leg and foot caught some glass as well. sweeeet.
after cleaning up obviously because there is nothing better to do on finals week i colored on the boring band-aids. then i thought to myself, what nineteen year old does that?
somewhere deep inside me in all this stress of finals i believe that little alyssa has come back from the depths. cheers to still having those little you moments even when you are growing up you!
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