Meet my son.
So, I have this little man that lives inside me sometimes and randomly says "Buy things. Buy everything. You need it, don'tcha know." And I, like the dumb idiot I am, say "Ok." That is now. And it is bad, because really, sensibly, I don't need to be buying anything, I need to be saving my money for school, but will that happen? Probably not.
I want to make a sign that says, "I'm not dealing with you right now." And staple it to my forehead. Because really, I'm not.
And that whole business about the wisdom teeth? DON'T LET THEM DO IT TO YOU. They will try. They will make excuses. They will come at you with sharp pointy things and fun gas. But say no. Just say no. French fries, how I lament.