Okay, so I slept with my windows open the other night, right? And this morning...a bee flies in my window as I'm just starting to get dressed after my shower. Soooo...I'm completely naked. Freaking out. And trying to get this flippin' bee to get the hell out of my room before it stings me. I clearly could not just fling my shades up and open the windows wide considering my...state..of...nudity. And I couldn't open my bedroom door and let it out because my dad is violently allergic to bees and I didn't want to risk him getting stung by it. So. I rushed to get dressed and right as I was pulling my pants on, the little shit flew up into my ceiling lamp, buzzed like mad for about thirty seconds, and then fried to a crisp.
All that panic for nothing.
Now. There is a moral to this story. I was, previously, freaking out because I have the AP tests coming up. Four of them. I'm totally unprepared for them, so I've been a bit stressed. Don't panic over nothing. Don't panic just because a bee is potentially going to attack you while you're trying to get dressed.
There ya go. :3
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