Well, It's been 13 days since the year started, and not much has happened yet.
Oh, wait, something happened: my dog punched me in the face. I was next to her, and she paws the air sometimes when she sits in her chair, so she was there, pawing away, twenty centimeters away from my face and then- I have no idea how- she reached out really far and brought down her paw on my cheek. Some people might say it was a scratch and not a punch, but it was. It was a doggy-punch. And it hurt, but I don't think Maxie noticed, because she wasn't looking at me.
On another note, my mom bought me Froot Loops, yay! I haven't had any Froot Loops for ages, and I haven't had a proper bowl of them for years. I connect Froot Loops with my early(ish) childhood, when my mom would make porridge for my sisters and me. We would form a sort of porridge mountain in the middle of our bowls, and pur milk around it to form an island. Then we would bury yellow Froot Loops (I don't remember if it was a few or just one, I'll have to ask my sisters) to represent the treasure, and use green ones as palm trees. It was Treasure Island. I remember I used to love that. Hm... I think I might have been four, maybe three. I don't know, it was before we moved, and then I was four.
Happy days.
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