On the phone, everyone thinks I'm my mom.
People think I'm Swedish. I'm not. I'm Polish/German. That's not too outlandish, I guess.
And stupid. I partied a lot in college. I don't always have the most eloquent of speech. (I just don't feel the need at times *shrugs*). This bugs the crap outta me :
Them: "Oh....*YOU* got a 4.0??!!!"
What I would like to say: "Yeah, D.A. I did. While you were studying your little head off for a B, I got an A with a hangover. So nyah!"
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