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There are some truly obnoxious 10-year-olds outside my window as we speak. Or as I type. No matter. I think they're friends of my next door neighbor, a little girl nicknamed "the Antichrist" by my dad who prefers to eat sticks of butter in her spare time, or more importantly, when she has guests over for dinner. She also enjoys karate, switching the lights on and off incessantly, and ignoring every joke attempt I make while trying to last through an hour of painful "tutoring" in which I try to get her to learn that 3 x 8 = 24, a concept that she can never seem to grasp.
Anyway, they are quite obnoxious.
Guess what? There is no way I am getting into college. I'm going to go emo-fy myself now. Thanks.
But, really. I love you guys.
Anyway, they are quite obnoxious.
Guess what? There is no way I am getting into college. I'm going to go emo-fy myself now. Thanks.
But, really. I love you guys.