I know it’s been a while you folks have heard from me, maybe some of you thought I died. Nah, don’t be melodramatic, that only happens in TV shows. Since it’s been a while, I’ll just give a run down on what’s happened in the past few years:
- I didn’t fail sophomore year
- I’m still on the JV soccer team
So…yeah. As you can tell, nothing’s really changed.
Moving on. I am now living in the best dorm on campus and I have two new roommates. Let’s just call them Canzo and Indigo. Canzo and I didn’t know what we were expecting since Indigo is a new student, but she’s super friendly and she’s great. Oh, there’s this thing with my history teacher. He’s super intense and it’s been two weeks yet he still doesn’t know my name. He insists that class participation is worth 25% of our grade but honestly, there’s no point in trying if he can’t even tell me apart from the other students.
Okay, here’s this thing I need to get off my chest. Canzo is writing her college apps and there’s one essay she has to write about, which includes art and history. So I begin by explaining how she could combine those two subjects and write about it: Art History. So then she begins to look at me with a dumbfounded look and starts blabbering about how it doesn’t work like that. Me, being me, simply laughed her off. But here’s the theory: apple and pie are two different things, yet you can combine to make apple pie, which includes apples in a pie. Also, peanut butter and jelly are different, yet you can combine them to make peanut butter and jelly (FYI I’ve never tried a PBJ sandwich). My theory then proceeds to stress Canzo out even more and I think I’ve given her enough to handle.
Anyways, we have our first soccer game tomorrow this season and I really hope we win, otherwise coach is going to rain hell on us during practice next week.
Peace out kids.
P.S. Here’s a joke for you to entertain on: What did the cat say to the dog? Meow.