So apparently my brother in law has de-friended me on Facebook. Why? I do not know. I mean there are reasons that he should not have any contact with me but he doesn’t know about any of them. Unless he reads this blog. But I don’t think I’ve ever written anything about him. I’ve only written about the other one, the one that likes to get naked and show you his crooked boner. But I refuse to have a 16 year olds blog about bitches on facebook. Speaking of, I am going to be m-fing 27 years old this year. I am too young to be turning 27! I don’t even have a fully realized personal identity yet!
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They said it couldn’t be done, but I’ve done it. I’ve gone and written a twelve page academic research paper on Dirty Dancing. Not only that, but I got a 96% on it. What happened to the other 4% you ask? Well, upon re-reading what I submitted I found some grammatical errors, “internal contradictions and stylistic excesses,” (Card, 1991). 96% was actually pretty fair. That quote is from Orson Scott Card in his introduction to the 1991 re-release of Ender’s Game. I just always really liked how he phrased that.
When I told my mom about the paper she snapped, “Twelve pages?! They’re just dancing!” Just dancing my bleeding heart. Well I did it people, I fucking did it. And it was fun.
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As you’ve probably noticed, I have nothing of real interest to share. My life is consumed by working a full time shitastic job where everyone assumes I do nothing and 3 classes. The first two don’t really count since they are easy and allow me to write papers on Dirty Dancing. The third one though, the third one is a bitch. A foul sky cunt who masterminded the Great Potato Rape of 1874. Organic chemistry can suck it.
However, if all goes as planned, I should be in the nursing program by July. So here we go!
The Millionizer is gonna be pissed at her brother in law for a while