I Ate a Cupcake at 12 pm.

I had a mini cupcake at 12 pm and now I can’t seem to stop my eyes from going all big and sunshiny like a kid who just had a huge pixy stick (my parents don’t let me have a lot of sugar).

Oh boy…I need to sleep. I gotta get up early tomorrow for class. All these cupcakes and gold fish. At least I drank water.

I don’t even know why I’m blogging about this anyways. I mean seriously? Does anyone actually care about what I eat? I’m not exactly a food blogger…

I had samosa’s for breakfast this morning…I love samosa’s.

I cant see what I’m trying ….typing anymore…because my screens not scrolling. So I’m gonna end the blog here and pray that there aren’t any insane spelling errors that’ll make me cring later…I can’t remember how to spell cring….I think I spelt it wrong twice…omg…I just used an abbreviation…someone emske it stop please just make it stop……I’m gonna click publish….and see what this looks like….

is anyone else having this issue?

HA…It’s working properly now. See! I can see! ūüėÄ Okay bye folks…I’ll be back when the computer doesn’t confuzzle my cupcaked sleepy brain. It had blue icing by the way…and the sprinkles taste really gooooooood.

I KNEW CRINGE WAS SPELT WITH AN E!!!!!!!!!!!

…time for Ryder to go to bed now…yesh it is time…. I’m gonna probably look at this later and be like, “Bro…what is wrong with you?” but OH WELL! It’s something to laugh at.

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To the Girl from the Elevator

You obviously don’t know this but I was feeling pretty down this morning.

I thought I was late to class and¬†ran there only to find out that I was¬†an hour early. I hadn’t finished the last two chapters in my reading for the week even though I’d stayed up late to try to finish them, even though I felt like throwing up. I ran out of laundry money but it was too cold to walk all the way to the other side of the school to get some in what I was wearing…since I had nothing else to wear. I lost something I needed and¬†searched my entire desk for¬†it but still couldn’t find it after making a mess of my room, which nearly made me late for my actual class. By the end of my last class, I was feeling horrible. I got back my first assignment and well, I didn’t do so great. I decided to buy myself a cupcake so that I could have myself a little pity party up in my room. I got to the place between the elevator and the stairs and started to think which would be better.

That’s when you showed up. “The struggle of deciding whether you should take the stairs or the elevator.” you said, and you laughed. “I do that all of the time.”

I forced a smile and said, “Yah.”

You asked me what floor I was on and after I replied you said, “That cupcake looks delicious.”

I told you where I’d gotten it from, in case¬†you wanted one herself.

You said, “How’s your day been so far?”

“Pretty good.” I lied.

You complained about¬†midterms coming up¬†and said that you couldn’t wait until the weekend so that you could have some time to relax.

I nodded in agreement. I too was ready for a break.

Before you left the elevator¬†you looked at me¬†and¬†said, “Well I hope you have a wonderful Thanks Giving!”

To tell you the truth, I was surprised. “Thank you….” I stood there a moment, then shouted to you before the doors shut, “You too!” After that as I went up to my floor, I found that I wasn’t feeling so down anymore.¬†I was genuinely happy. I wondered if you were some “Cheer up Angel,” because the way I had suddenly gone from down to up was miraculous. I wish I’d asked what your¬†name was so that I could say hello to you next time I see you…and because I’m shy about things like this I wanted to thank you. Even though it was¬†a simple¬†elevator conversation, it actually meant a lot to me.

So thanks,

— Orion Ryder