My grandpa got me this epic Cross pen(cil) that, if you twist it, can be a black pen, a red pen, or a mechanical pencil. And it’s a stylus on the other end. It’s excellent – I’m never going to use anything else in my life.
My grandpa works in Argentina but he’s in town for December, though I haven’t been able to see much of him due to school and babysitting and piano. Hopefully that will change after finals this week. He got my brother and I the pens because of all the academic stuff we’ve achieved this year. It’s pretty cool – honestly I’ve never been so excited about a writing utensil in my life (and I get pretty hyped about pens).
Oh and see that page full of tiny writing? That’s what I accomplished during 55 minutes of Precalculus/Trig. Congrats, Vicky.
It’s a mystery to me how I maintain my grades.