Michael's Comments

This is stupid. Bwenda, why am I writing this for you again? I still have homework to do but yet I'm sitting here typing this out. Perhaps I should just ask Jay to write this for me. I think he's already finished all of his homework. But then again, who the hell knows what Jay will write? Knowing his he's probably just type Michael loves Ivy and copy and paste it to fill up the whole screen. I still need to finish my science report, English essay and that incredibly gay Family Management assignment. 

I hate Family Management. It's the worst class ever. Yes Bwenda, it's worse than Psychology, Science and Maths. It's quite possible that it's worst than all three of the above combined. You cannot imagine the horrors I have to endure. Do you have any idea what it's like being married to David? Well do ya? Okay, lemme fill you in if you're wondering what the hell I'm going on about. And no, I am NOT gay. Let me explain to you first of all Family Management. Family Management is a core subject in my school. Don't ask me why it is. If I ever find out who invented Family Management classes, I'll hunt them down. Anyway, the main thing is that we have to be "married" to somebody else and then the teacher gives us common issues and problems and then we have to deal with it. It's actually quite simple really. It's just that David's the problem. I got stuck being "married to him." We chose our own partners too. Should've chosen Jay. Anyway, we have a weekly budget/income. We get graded on how "wisely" we spend it or whatever. So this week, David decided to buy a car with the "income." A car! I mean seriously, this is not real. Why the hell would you buy a car? Oh, but then again it's David. He said that it was cool. And our income wasn't even enough to pay for the car! So we are in fucking debut. Now apparently, we are starving because of him. There goes my A in Family Management. We still need to pay bills and taxes too! I swear, David is the bitch in this marriage, not me. Can't he exercise any self-control? The car isn't even real! What an idiot. We also have to look after an egg too. Have no idea when it's going to hatch. David almost dropped it the other day. Bloody hell, I can't imagine what he's gonna be like when he has children. They'd probably get brain damage due to him dropping them all the time. Kelvin and Jay have it easier. Although, I can't say whether or not I'd rather be married to Kelvin. Lolz. He got so pissed because Jay's "occupation" is like a doctor or something and he's unemployed and on the dole. Jay says it's because he's the chick. I on the other hand am a business man or something while David's a teacher. Told ya he was the bitch. Anyway, I think these comments are long enough, if they're not well then bad luck. I'm not typing anymore since I have to and finish th Family Management report.

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