cake
I'm in my bus now -- it's 1:22PM -- and my friend is eating cake. CAKE. Who eats CAKE in the bus? And the driver was like, "Hey, is it your birthday?" And my friend was like, "Uh, no..." in a really awkward way.
(Ps: the media is a bunch of clouds I took a photo of today when I ran in the field. You can do whatever you want with it, use it as a book cover, a phone background, whatever. Its just clouds. But, they're nice clouds.)
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