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Today is my last class of course one. I am taking Cake Decorating. Yes, I will be the future Martha Stewart. Ok, who am I kidding, that ain't happening.
I am dreading my class today. I baked the cake already, now I need to make buttercream, ice the cake and go to class. I don't like the teacher, she is a good Christian lady. Basically not my type. And the rest of the girls are mommies, the reason they are taking the class is because they are bored and have nothing to do. I am actually trying to learn this. They talk about Christian this and Christian that. I said a word fuck one day, they glared at me, eat my flesh with with their eyes.
I wonder if I can just come to class, sign in and leave. I have one hour, need to go make buttercream.
I am dreading my class today. I baked the cake already, now I need to make buttercream, ice the cake and go to class. I don't like the teacher, she is a good Christian lady. Basically not my type. And the rest of the girls are mommies, the reason they are taking the class is because they are bored and have nothing to do. I am actually trying to learn this. They talk about Christian this and Christian that. I said a word fuck one day, they glared at me, eat my flesh with with their eyes.
I wonder if I can just come to class, sign in and leave. I have one hour, need to go make buttercream.