Yesterday was easter. I'm currently sitting in spanish, writing this letter to you because it hasn't really started yet. I didn't stand for the pledge and it kind of made me feel like a total badass.
I have a series of questions that I feel you should be able to answer accurately because you're me... and you live like 10 years and one month in the future.
1) Did you vote for Obama?
I don't really know why I'm asking this. Seeing as I already know you're going to waste your vote on an independant, seeing as New York is a blue state and all of the electoral votes will go to Barry anyway... unless Trump runs. Then it's very possible that he could take the state (being a New Yorker and all) in that case you probably will vote for Obama because the only thing worse than the people not being able to directly elect their leader is having Donald Trump as our president. However Donald Trump would never in a million years win a Republican Primary. Just bring up the 14.25% one time tax he proposed in 1999 in a debate and no Republican would vote for him.
2) Are you happy?
Although we both personally feel that happiness is subjective and I don't know much about 2021, I hope that you are. I hope that there's less world suck and I hope you're not senile and/ or cynical.
3) Do you have a dog...?
If the answer to this is yes then I feel very bad for you, because it clearly means that we don't have friends anymore. Not that we really ever had that many to begin with. Except for those people in that blog thing that I'm doing that you probably still have very very very fond memories of.
4) What do you do?
Job-wise, hobby-wise.
5) What did you do?
Where'd you go to school? What'd you study? Did you go to grad-school? Are you still in school getting your PhD? HOPEFULLY! However, that would probably mean that you're broke. Like super broke. Because mom and dad aren't paying for Grad School. *sigh* Woe is us.
I have to go now... Ms Beckmann and me don't really have the best relationship (as you know) and I don't feel like listening to her flip out on me for 'doing other work'.
Au Revoir *wink*
16 y/o Chuck.
I love this. Sadly, since I'm homeschooled I don't get to be all badass and write mine in class. Oh well. Oh, and future Chuck: if your parents paid for ANY part of your post-secondary education, be grateful and don't mope about having to pay for Grad School. Not everyone is so privileged. Just sayin'. :)
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