If you really are what you eat, I would be a waffle smothered in almond butter with a disproportionate amount of whipped cream. Yes, I got waffles again. Gasp. Sigh. No one's surprised. I HAD to, it was my last chance this year. Like always, I went with Mattie and Ryan.
Things never seem to work out when me and Mattie leave the perimeter of our campus. I'm not sure if that is because we are inept at any type of directions, or have literally no knowledge of the Minneapolis area, but something annoying always seems to happen. Today, we went to the zoo. This zoo was probably a three out of ten. It was tiny, loud, crowded, and depressing. I suppose all zoo's are depressing, but this one kept the animals in especially small cages and they all looked miserable. The one saving grace of the zoo was their conservatory. It reminded me a lot of the Lincoln Park one, but a little smaller. I'm a sucker for ferns and flowers, so I enjoyed it (even though they keep it extremely hot and humid). After we looked at every exhibit, which took a total of fifty minutes, we started to head back to campus. This involves the bus. The bus makes no sense and is impossible to figure out. So we go to the bus stop and wait for bus 3B. Ten minutes. Twenty. Thirty. Forty. Fifty. An HOUR. We would have been willing to walk back, but it was a five mile walk. After an hour of sitting at that f*cking bus stop, it finally came and took us back to our dorm, where we slumped on the ground in puddles of our own sweat and tears. Moral of the story; never leave campus. Ever.
Peace out. Have a wonderful day. xx