So after that big-ass disaster that happened last week...? or was it the week before that? I'm back with #2 Sunday Shenanigans. The great thing about mistakes is that you learn from them right; and heres me learning that I can't cook and won't test my fate for the time being.
In goes the strawberries, some milk and some ice cream because ... I don't know, why not. The end result? ... Well to be fair, it wasn't undrinkable bad, like the cookies were inedible hard, but this milkshake definitely will not bring all the boys to the yard. Luckily the strawberries were still pretty fresh and were the best part of the milkshake haha.
Even though I suck at it, I think I've started to love doing these because its a day to myself, with no expectations from anyone and its actually funny when I screw up; there's no need to be perfect. Every other day of the week I have to be smart and organised enough to do well in uni (which is seriously not working), maintain as many friendships as I can, while being afraid that I'm going to be ignored and eventually forgotten and convince my mum I haven't gone off the rails because I go out twice a week, to maintain those friendships. I'm also out of work which is making me more miserable than I thought it would.