No it's fine. I made the food and everything, spent all my money to make a good dinner. We can totally just order out. It's not like I didn't waste my time and money. I love you family, you make me feel wanted.
My teacher just told me that since I won't make it to class since I lost my voice She'll give me half credit than no credit at all. I mean...sure I'll count that as a win....
So my mom went into my room and turned on my tv to the music choice awards or whatever and i just went, "Please turn it off, if i wanted to watch cancer I'd watch anything you watch." and she looked at me as if i insulted her ancient ancestors.
A classmate asked me why i hate Christmas so much, there's a lot that came to this part but that's besides the point and i just looked him dead in the eye and said "Because there's a difference between spending time with family and then flipping them off when they don't get you the right color of Dr. Dre beats."
So I don't want to be attacked or anything but I just want to say something. Just one thing then I'll shut up until the next thing.
I was threatened to leave the states. Yes, yes, we've seen this within the past two days. But I just thought I'd just go ahead and warn people. It's the 1950's again. But this time we have phones. Please carry your phones. It could mean the difference between life and death.
So most of the people in my classes look like they just want to die. I mean, sleep deprivation can do that, but Jesus, they just look so jaded and knocking on heavens door. And as I'm typing this I found out I look the same. Damn you mirrors.
Alright so, here's a question to everyone. There's always an argument that there isn't a difference between comedy and satire. But seeing as how we're all writers I'd like to see if anyone would like to weigh in on this.
If it's any consolation
I will eat the food owo