Jun 05, 2005 09:36
I'd like to start off this entry with a shoutout to my friends over at ETS (Education Testing Service) for making the SAT extra long,
so long that in fact halfway through the test, I was deceived into
thinking that I was working on Section 8, when really, I was only on
section 7.
THEN! I had to spend the remaining 10 minutes of sections 8, 9, and 10
correcting my mistake when i could have been napping/playing tetris on
my sweet calculator/looking over my answers.
I never look over my answers. I only say I do because somewhere out there, I know SOMEHOW, my mom can hear me.
Today I was eating grapes and my mom told me that no one is going to
want to marry me simply because I asked her to peel my grapes.
I don't eat fruit peels of any kind. Except for oranges and bananas. I
eat those (just kidding).
She said that I should stop "looking for trouble" and just eat the
fucking peels and that she says this because she loves me and wants me
to marry a banker or a doctor. How oregon trail of her.
But we all know that she's just too lazy to peel each individual grape for her deserving daughter.
Now I'm off to peel my own grapes, even though i lost my hands fighting
in 'Nam and I lost my vision when I saved my mom from a burning
building.
I'm making her look REAL bad and I like it.
Peel my grapes mama. PLEASE?
ELLISEN LEE.