Yeeeeeah. So my friend comes up to me this morning and actually asks if I want to be in this year's Christmas musical-whatever he's writing.
Okay... Number one. I don't celebrate f*cking Christmas, jerk.
Number two. It's.... February.
"Well I figure, you could be Mary because she was a Jew."
"... It's February."
"If you want I guess I could write a song for you."
"CJ. It's February."
"I know you like singing."
"Are you high?"
"Can you hit soprano notes?"
"No, but that's beside the point. CJ, what are you smoking-"
"Sometimes. Get that marijuana out of my room."
"Ok, jeez. If you're racist against Christians you don't have to do it."
"Oh for f*ck's sake, I wish you'd just be an atheist like everyone else here. Get out of my room until you're intelligent again."
And I push him out of my room.
And this is a f*cking Honor's College, people. COME ON.