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Free Fallin'..literally.

The fact of the matter is that some days just stink(I would rather say "suck" but my grandmother hates that word so I'm trying to stop using it). You could say that today was a mountain that got bigger and bigger as the day went on. Picture me climbing up this mountain(no really, picture it), and it just getting larger by the minute. I am taking a four hour stats class twice a week. I needed the class, so I took it. It hasn't been that hard for the most part, but today we had a test that was hard. I thought I failed it. To make matters worse, mother nature decided to visit(sorry, guys who might be reading) in the middle of class. I go on telling you about how I got rained on the ONLY 5 minutes it rained today as I was walking to my car, forgetting to shave last night and then packing a skirt to wear to work today without realizing it, not being able to hear out of one of my ears due to unnatural and unknown reasons, or even how my fingernail polish is chipping. Today has been a bad day. Thank goodness for my sweet mother who gave me a hug when I got home and then we compared our bad days together. Also, we made chocolate chip cookies because let's face it, chocolate helps all problems. Through all the negative stuff that happened today, I still was able to talk to my grandma on the phone for a little bit. I realized how the Steele generations of women are practically the same in clumsiness, humor, and strength. How lucky I am to be alive, healthy, happy, and with a bright future ahead.


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