DEFINED BY A NUMBER

So tomorrow is the ACT exam and instead of cramstudyingfreakingout I've started stress baking. As in ohheymyfutureisrapidlyapproachingme but I'm going to go make a cake. I'm literally running out of shelves in my fridge. The struggle is real. 

I can actually feel my childhood dreams of being a rabbit lady resurfacing. It used to be cat lady until I realized that cats really aren't all that fond of me. Which is why I stick to cat .gifs instead. Anywho. 

I feel so anticlimactic about this whole collegefuturegrowingupadult thing right now. Possibly because  I already took the ACT for the first time back in September (October?) so I feel slightly better. Also possibly because I've been watching too many episodes of Suits and Adventure Time and have lost my touch on reality. 

So, um, SOME CHLOE TIPS FOR ACING THE ACT: (← CATCHY SLOGAN RIGHT THERE :'D)

1. Stay hydrated. But not so much that you have to constantly pee
2. Don't get worked up over weird patterns. Unless there's been like 8 A's in a row
3. Don't even think about using the phrase "in conclusion"
4. Try to write an essay against the prompt (ANARCHY)
5. Be nice to yourself. Give yourself that extra pancake or syrup or Fruit Loop in the morning — whatever floats your goat. Remember that the only number you can be defined by is 1 because #yolo. Just kidding. But srs guys. If all else fails, you're always welcome to join me and my future band of tribal rabbit lady hippies

Good luck tomorrow and may the odds ever be in your favor. (:

I think I'm going to go redo the ombré in my hair. totallynottryingtoavoidstressingwut
(also I still have to do that haul post al;kdsjfl)

Love,
Chloe

(^just realized I flubbed up "ever be" and "be ever" WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME)