You can cure a paper cut with chopsticks, but we're not going to tell you how. (I wonder if it's because what you're supposed to do is stab yourself with the chopstick so that you no longer notice the pain from the paper cut.
Story of my life. hahaha get it, the diary is the story of my life I failed to write yet that failure is the story of my life! Aaaanndd I'm a super dork I'll stop now.-----That's funny, and I really did but I always forgot to write in it.
Everyone was so confused in French class after we got back from winter break. Our teacher always talks at 90 miles an hour and we just sat there like, "What is this? We barely know how to speak English this morning. So true though.