Well I'm left all alone in Pontiac and have come to the realization that I no longer know a soul in this town. So I am left with two choices: 1. Wallow in despair and slowly succumb to maddness, or 2. Find out what my old high school friends are up to and force them to love me again. For one whole month I tried number one, but that got boring so I gave the second choice a try. Actually thanks to myspace my old highschool friends have found me. Whenever someone from high school finds me they always send me a message basically saying how different I look. I don't know, I think I look exactly the same. What do you think:

By the way, I picked the least embarrassing picture I could find. And for a reference just scroll down and see the two of us in present day.

My sister is coming to visit me for a couple of days, so I decided I would make a couple of her favorite desserts. Good idea, right? No, bad idea! I can't do anything right. The first attempt: tapioca pudding from scratch. What I made: tapioca solid mass. In my experience you don't usually have to eat pudding with a fork! Second attempt: chocolate cake, not from scratch, but from a box. That seems hard to mess up, but I managed. I opened up the cake mix and it exploded. It went everywhere! On the counter, on the floor, on me, it was a huge disaster. I'm not giving up, however. Tomorrow morning I will buy more cake mix and I will make a wonderful cake! Then I will have my sister show me how to properly make the pudding and it will be the same as if I made it for her. Now I have to go clean up the chocolate catastrophe in my kitchen.