I went to Artsy U with three of my girlfriends and created my second masterpiece. Actually, the painting is so horrible that I won't even bother to show you. My dad is an artist, you know (or maybe you don't) and I can't paint a single thing. I'm okay with that though.
If there were an award for who could have a hot flash & sweat their make-up off within 2 minutes of putting it on I'd win. If these hormones don't kick in soon I don't know what I'm going to do. I HATE these stupid hot flashes.
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