Nearly end of another year. Last year, my baby bro broke his wrist and completely shattered his trapezium bone. My brave little guy didn't cry until he got home and came into my room. Two weeks after that my mom broke her ribs. I'm not superstitious but seriously, what the hell is going on?
This year, same time as last weird/bad things were going on. I got a ticket, broke my thumb two days ago and my dad got into a minor accident yesterday on the freeway. Freaked the hell out of me, writers should not be left alone with the imagination during suspenseful moments. I'm grateful my dad is ok, some old dingbat hit him from behind. My brand new car is not even a year old has been scarred! Also I got my report card this semester is full of B's just like my bra size and that is not funny! My GPA is 3.2, I don't understand why I got a B in my business classes. Real shocker here: Got an A in the art class. Everything else is a B and I freaking tried so hard!
Eggnog is weird, why don't I like to drink as much as others?
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