My mom was lecturing me about not making a mess with my food in the car
and I was in the middle of being all like, MOM I AM AN ADULT AND A HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATE I KNOW HOW TO-
And then the ketchup bottle exploded everywhere.
…. my life….
My mom was lecturing me about not making a mess with my food in the car
and I was in the middle of being all like, MOM I AM AN ADULT AND A HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATE I KNOW HOW TO-
And then the ketchup bottle exploded everywhere.
…. my life….
Today is my very last day of high school.
Everyone is broken. Some may be more broken than others, but that doesn’t make them any less of a person than you.
Then there are those that are consumed with evil. Being broken does not equate to giving in to evil. Evil is a whole other beast that must be approached differently and dealt with carefully.
And I am finally understanding that.
I hate my personal credit/business management class.
Probably because assignments continuously ask me to rate my own credit habits and I have zero experience with credit because I’m a dependent 18 year old high school student.