so this week was spirit week and we were supposed to dress up as different themes for each day.
on french day:
him: "since when have thin-striped shirts been deemed french?"
me: "i don't know, but i wore this shirt one time and Madame (our french teacher) told me that i looked french."
him: "that french bitch?!"
me: "yeah i guess, but she's not here today so it doesn't even matter"
him: "she's not?! you just made my day! i hate her."
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little miss popular
Humorthis is nonfiction, this is all legitimate stuff that's happened in my life but i can tell that it's not going to have a happy ending sorry ☹ (and i'm putting this book in the humor category because i think my life is a joke and people think jokes...
