It's funny how I always seem to put makeup on and take pictures when I'm supposed to clean my room. I feel as if all teenage girls have this problem, but I could definitely be wrong. (I don't think I am.) I almost straightened my hair last night because I couldn't sleep, but I decided against it, which was probably a good thing because 1: No ones hair needs damage just for the giggles at midnight and 2: I would've needed a blow dryer because you already KNOW my hair takes forever to dry on it's own, and my mom might come question why I'm not asleep, which leads into a whole discussion that I don't want to get into on how I just don't sleep sometimes.
I literally have no clue how to work Photoshop, even though my mom works at a university so she got the whole Adobe suite or whatever it is. I was on the brink of figuring it out the other day, but then I stopped getting it to work how I wanted, and then I thought I saved it but I guess I didn't. I made sure it said .JPEG but it still didn't save? I don't know. I believed we've already established that I'm retarded, but that shouldn't stop me! If you ever don't believe in yourself, just think about how the Special Olympics is a real thing and that you can overcome anything. I'll try to take my own advice on that, as well.
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