rosh-ha-hannah
alrighty kids time for another one of ashleys stories. this one is called
"Ashley Celebrates Rosh-ha-hannah"
So Kevin, my darling boyfriend, invites me to dinner with him and his family. I get off of work, scury home to spend an hour and a half in a coma after attempting to do my AP english hw, and rush off to dinner. We go to some place i've never heard of- Tropical Acres. alright seriously now who DOESN'T think that sounds like a nursing home. Kevin's mom drove us there. she cant drive. its dangerous. im sitting in the back seat thinking oh god im gonna die im too young to die OMG im gonna die. (yes kevy ur mom is that bad) we get there, some steak house thats been there for +50 years. Everyone inside is +50 years old. i get stuck sitting next to his uncles gf. THAT WOMEN WOULD NOT SHUT UP!!!! i think she managed to fit the word "canada" in every sentence she said. and she said A LOT of sentences. MY SON LIVES IN CANADA! .....cool. CANADIAN FOOD IS SO DELICIOUS! ........awesome. YOU WOULD LOVE CANADA!!! .....i'm sure i would. THIS ONION SOUP WOULD BE SO MUCH BETTER IF I WAS EATING IT IN CANADA!.......omg lady STOP BREATHING ON ME!!!! and i swear to god she started a fight with kevins grandma about whos heating pad was better. holy shit. i personally sided with kevins grandmas heating pad....
then i got to go home. i enjoyed it though, old people can be cute.
ok my loves, adeu
ashwee*wee