How come you don’t ask Red why he hates you, or is hating you a way to show you that he loves you ??
Um … I wouldn’t say he hates me. He just loves to yell at me because—well, he loves it. And he thinks it’ll turn me back into a bear. But he doesn’t understand that his yelling turned me into the duck I am.
But his yelling at me is better than how awkward things get between us when he doesn’t talk to me at all. Yeesh.
I’ve found by being a friend, you make friends. Be the friend to others that you want others to be to you.
Also, having common interests helps. Like, my friends and I all like to hang out in my basement. But if you don’t have a basement, then you could take a class or join an “activities group,” as my mom likes to call them. I met some great people in my class The Social Significance of Jedi Culture.
Hey, how did you get through your last year of high school, mine is killing me, with all the stuff i have to remember.
Last year of high school, last year of high school … yeah. I was secretly engaged to Donna. Then Red found out and made my life a living hell. He fired me from my job, took the Vista Cruiser away from me. So I rode my bike ten miles a day to Donna’s school and brought her home.
Homework wasn’t as much of a priority as it should’ve been. I focused on the subjects I was really good at—like history and math—and the other subjects, I let myself get by with slightly lower grades. So English and Science became became a B+ instead of an A-. And the world didn’t end.
I also took a year off after graduation and chased butterflies, became a roller-disco champion, took up illustration, and tried my hand at petty theft and chiropracty. Yeah, that was fun.
My bestfriend finally kissed me @ a new years party and weve been happily inlove since, kinda like u & Donna. I love him with all of my heart but now that were dating things are more serious between us How did you and Donna keep ur relationship fun?
We always remember how and why we became friends—she made me eat dirt, and I didn’t hate it… mainly because she was sitting on my shoulders at the time, pressing me down.
Uh… anyway, what I mean is, we haven’t stopped making each other laugh. We still play games, only now they sometimes end in sex instead of just a massive amount of gloating. Our relationship started because—out of anyone in the galaxy—we have the most fun with each other.
So as serious as things can get sometimes, we make a serious effort not to be serious.