The other day I went to the store and stopped for a while looking around trying to remember what I was gonna buy. I coughed and sort of sloppily covered my mouth. Some older woman gave me this weird look and I didn't exactly understand why. Was thinking she's just some old lady who hates all youth and our rock music. Then I noticed I was standing in front of the fruit stand with all of the apples and stuff right there in front of me. I now wash my apples.
I don't know why exactly I'm writing this here, but arent you happy you read it?
Here is my next school project:


