'Cause I'm KYLE

I really like banana cream pie. Its sad that we almost lost it because of the epic fire drill we had. But we forced ourselves through the imaginary burning walls and recovered our lonely pies from their would-be grave if we were not the brave souls that we actually are. I book should be writen in our honour or something like that.

Anyways - I have yet to give up on this blog because, as I have said before - It gives me something to waste my time with.

An old man with a sweet moustache just walked past my window .. now a girl on a bike. WOW London is exciting. This pie would be much better without the creme chantilly on top .. or with more sugar.

So like everyday - my room is a complete mess which I should probably tidy up because I dont think that my roommates like it very much. I mean .. I have half a bagel sitting here and about 3 bottles of water that are still half full. Ive got 2 cups, a fork and a knife some laundry soap and my clothes are all over the place. I also have a sack of clean clothes that Ive just been to lazy to put away. I rock at everything I do.

So anyways - today was pretty kickass. Woke up at 5 becaues I had nothing else to do because sleeping is now confidered overrated. So I played some solitaire and went to class for 8. Food prep was food prep .. nothing to exciting. Then came bake lab - always filled with laughter and happiness. Our teacher "Frick" decided we werent her style so she set us up with the neat teacher "Jones" who was way nicer and actually helped us. We made banana cream pie and some lemon curd thing. Amber and I are so amazing at everything that we do and we are much better than kkyyylleeeee ... who is a tool. Kyle messed up and we laughed because Kyle is dumb and no one likes him. So then we preceeded to Sanitation which is the stupidest class ever so I basically just sat there and finished my assignment for food theory tomorrow. GO ME. So we were sitting, working on some in class thing and the fire alarm goes off and it was super exciting except for the fact that our pies were going to die a horrible death (Refer to paragraph 1). So we hung out outside and took pictures and were nerds. We were free to enter the building and we all went our separate ways.

My fish still hates me. I think hes slowly dying from some crazy betta fish disease. Poor Sushi.