Hello there, future followers whom I do not have at this moment, I shall recount the tale of my first adult experience.
No, no. It isn't sexually explicit, in fact, it's not sexual at all. For my eighteenth birthday, I decided to pierce my cartilage, which to many of you, may seem harmless, but to my mother, it was a social more, one of which she still has yet to let go. It took her two days and a haircut to notice that I had got it pierced, thus, I very bluntly told her, "Mom, I've had this for two days. I can't believe you're just now noticing it." This, of course, upset her greatly. However, being eighteen, she could not very well make me take out something which I had legally attained.
I hope my tales become more exciting, or I at least learn to make them seem exciting.
Concerning Yours Truly
- Nick Drone
- I have a dog. She is the most adorable dog in the world. That is irrefutable.
Wow. You rebel. You should like... order transcripts without parental consent or something. Pushing the edge, I know.
ReplyDeleteHa, the ironic thing is, I haven't ordered any transcripts since turning 18, I was ahead of the game and already sent almost all of them out before winter break.
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