This marnin' after woik I went to Paradise to get a Cinnamon Roll. Along with that i got a cup of skim milk. It tasted like, sour, flowers, fruit, and plain yogurt. Being the (insert big word) person that I am, i didn't say anything and just kept on drinking without trying to taste it. Hours later-- tired from the 5 hour sleep and 5 hour wake-up, sweaty from the still too hot weather, and runny nosed I walked to my car miserably, and eventually made it home after spending the big bucks at Smiths.
The good news is, it called for a grilled cheese and Ramen combo, the bad news is I have magically gotten a cold from the peculiar milk and it's not even cold outside. I feel a fool. It has significantly hindered my motivation for studying.
Don't feel sorry for me, I'm already dead.