stupid dead piece of tree | eren x levi

august twenty-eighth

dear stupid dead piece of tree,

today was a good day. eren laughed at one of my jokes today and muttered something in german. he probably called me an idiot or something. my dad has steered clear of my mom, so that's a good thing.

at school, the english teacher, mr. smith, gave me a passing grade on my essay. got the best grade in the entire class. that shows all you american motherfuckers that even a foreign bitch can be better than you in your own language. i've been rolling around in victories since the moment i got here. are they this stupid here?

im thinking about asking eren and some of mikasa's friends to hang out. at my house, of course. my mom would be delighted that i'm making friends, and dad wouldn't even be home for it. what should we do when we get there?

i'll think about it later. probably when the month is over, meaning everything's due, and we barely have any work to do.

french has been a breeze, though my mom signed me up for extra language classes too. i told her i wanted german, so i could understand at least a little bit of what eren says under his breath whenever we speak. german homework has been so hard, i've thought about getting eren to mentor me.

what the fuck does die wurst mean? isn't a wurst a type of sausage?

im not doing this bullshit. hopefully eren can help me at lunch on monday. this is harder than it was when i was learning english.

l.a.