Today, I Was Once Again Wronged By Emily. Why She Sees Reason To Do This? I Am Unsure. She Claims That

Today, I was once again wronged by Emily. Why she sees reason to do this? I am unsure. She claims that I am a homophobic communist. She then told me to go back to where I came from. I am Russian and Native?? We’re in the America?? I’m not a communist?? Emily, you make me my eyes cry.

I have given up on trying to read the twenty-four hour clock. I do not know what time it is most of the time. Time is a construct anyway. I’m living the way the good lord, Ross Federman, intended. Timelessly.

I lay here, in my bed, and I think about a very traumatic moment in my life that I think about a few times a month.

Sergei had recently graduated and she had a boyfriend. Shocking, I know, but we’re not at the scary part yet.

Said boyfriend would often leave Sergei gifts in her room. Her room is in the basement. The basement has a shared living room next to the Sergei room. I was in the living room. I am drawing something stupid for a friend and I hear what sounds like my mother walking down the basement stairs. I prepare myself to say something stupid and I make eye contact with a lanky, eighteen-year-old man child and he has the AUDACITY to say, “Boo,” and NORHING else. I was speechless.

I do not like the fact that that man child walks like my mother. Luckily, Sergei is no longer with him and it only happened once.

I love being questioned by the police at seven AM on a Monday when I’m just trying to get to my algebra class.

Welcome to the Year of The Egg

I hate how people have the audacity to disrespect anyone in show choir/color guard/theater/an improv group. Like, sweaty… I don’t meant to be the bearer of bad news but they’re literally going to wait until you get into a horrible accident and yank on your exposed nerves. They are going to comfort your grandchildren when you succumb to your age. They are going to personally walk you down to hell to make sure the devil gets his lil’ disappointment back unscathed. You are not special. The performers will always come out on top.