CRACK!

I've decided to break my long silence to share with you that I just knocked my fortunately empty coffee mug to the floor, 5 feet below my table, where it landed with an unignorable CRACK! during a moment of silence in Evidence class. It was awesome. You should have been here.

AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

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Typical

I got hit on by this old guy in Long's just now. He lives across town. I said I live is Sacramento. He said he was having a birthday. I volunteered that I had just had one too. He asked how old I was. It was one of those, "would it be a felony if we slept together?" sort of moments. I made my escape from the isle. Later i realized he was one isle over because I could hear the distinctive sound of his cough. I clung to my parents. Then, when I was alone in an isle he stooped and stared at me, and then he said goodbye. At least he can take a hint.