… But what’s three months between friends? Apparently a lot; I’ve lost a whole bunch of you, haven’t I? School’s been a pain (I didn’t do nearly as well as I had hoped), my social life is a drag, and my parents are in the middle of a divorce, but it’s okay.
Incase you couldn’t tell, this is going to be a rather shoddy recap post. So what have I been doing for the past 3 months?
My dad just gave me the “Son, are you Gay?” talk. Now, not that I’m homophobic or anything, but just because I don’t have a girlfriend doesn’t mean I’m gay. If I had a penny for each time I’ve had this asked to me in the past couple years, well, I’d have about two dollars now.
I cannot verbally explain the amount of frustration I have just been subject to, so I will tell you in proto-human grunts:
ugh. Arf. Arsnootnah. HOOG. HONKADUTHA! Humchaba? Hoffo! Him nim nom! TOLOMGUAK!!!
*achem*
That’ll be all. Feel free to carry on with the rest of your day.
I’m done,
~B.
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