Sorry I haven't updated as often as I should. I have been busy. Very, very, ungodly busy. But let me make it up to you with a pair of stories that happened today...
The Nonfiction Story That Actually Happened1:
I was driving home from college today, and going down the rode I had a cop driving beside me. Up ahead was a red light, and we both stopped. I looked over at the cop and nodded, trying to act as innocent as possible. The cop was not even paying attention. The officer of the law proceeded to turn on his lights, stop traffic, and proceed through the light. A little further down the road, I saw the same officer then decide to turn his lights back off and go on his merry way. I wish I had that kind of power.
The Fictional Story That I Made Up1:
The people who lived in my house before me are Korean. Every morning, they had a Korean Times newspaper delivered to their door, or rather thrown unceremoniously on the driveway. This continues even with our residency because they did not cancel the subscription. So, every afternoon when I get back from class, I drive over the newspaper because it is in the way.* As it turns out, the issue for today contained a piece of actual barbed wire from the DMZ. Needless to say, when I drove over it, it popped my tire. After a long string of cursing, I called the president and told him to nuke Korea.
* All descriptions up to this point are, in fact, true.
1 The redundancy is intentional and supposed to be funny. Sorry.
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