Hi my plant died ummm
But anyways.
Spring break was fun, I guess. I went to the beach, had a gay adventure gettin' lost in the woods with my friend, and was spit on by a toad.
Allow me to elaborate.
I went on a walk with a friend of mine, because as far as I know that's what one does when they have friends, and we went to a nearby park with several nature trails in it. After maybe 10 minutes we were lost as all hell. (Me in math class) so we had passed a certain tree like three times, and I went to put my foot in a hole in the tree, don't ask me why I don't know either, and there was a toad there, so I went to chase it out of the hole cause I wanted to hold it, and as I was sweeping my arm along the ground, it spat on me. That's right. Right on the arm, I was spat on. By a f u c k I n g toad.
Welcome to my life.
To toads even spit normally? I'd like to know the answer to that.
