I know it's been over three weeks since my last post. I'll be honest with you, my last assigned entry post for class was "(E)lephant (D)rone "(C)am" so I just haven't got around to writing new entries. The fact that Weebly's mobile app doesn't allow me to add posts while on the app doesn't help either. I won't promise you that I'll have posts every Tuesday like before anymore because I'd just be lying. They'll probably be sporadic like most of my life decisions; varying from 1-4 posts a week, but I'll make sure there's at least one. It'll be better this way because I can whatever I want ..to an extent.
Here I was, hiding in the corner of the living room avoiding the annual Thanksgiving questions, "When are you gonna bring a girl home for Thanksgiving?", "How are your grades?", "What do you plan to do after school?" Then there's always that one family member that avoids all of the standard questions and pries straight for your soul. For the purposes of the story his name will be Dan. And Dan was headed straight for me. I was just waiting for the cue from my cousin to rally the troops and sneak off so we could all start the real party in a tucked away room any moment. First words out of his mouth, "So, you're thinking pharmaceutical sales.. even with the recent hits to the industry? How do you plan to handle that?" Slow down bro. I came to eat, see family, and relax. So, here was my ingenious response. "I don't like to limit my options. Sure, a pharmaceutical sales rep is what I aspire to be now but, who knows, maybe I'll decide to be a TV talk-show host one day." For my freshmen year of high school in Freshmen Seminar class we each took a career aptitude test and that's the career option I got. I did a whole project on what my life would be like as one. It seemed pretty awesome, not going to lie. That could be a story for another time. And with that, I walked away. Fast. To the bathroom. That's usually my go-to tuck away spot if I want to exit a conversation abruptly, yet politely. I guess that tactic is ruined now. After emerging from the bathroom (after dying in Hungry Shark) I perused around to find my brother and cousin. It wasn't looking like our plan was gonna work this year. Each of them were trapped on opposite sides of the dining room in heavy conversation with different family members. They should've just downloaded Hungry Shark like I told them. It gives you a guaranteed average of 7 minutes out of any conversation. Yes, I counted. You just have to have an "upset" stomach a lot. Don't try it (too much) around you're mom. You'll be dragged to the doctors more than you already have to. My grandma and my mom were my shields for the rest of the night. I talk to them on a normal basis so we had casual conversations; avoiding the bullets everyone else was speaking in the form of questions. Moral of the story: call your mom and grandma more often?
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