The chocolate wars is on. In my band class we're selling chocolate to fund raise for our trip to The Kennedy Center. I'm all for everyone having their chance at selling and people buying and to make money, but I have a rivalry with two other kids. One is a Lawrence(BJ) and I must sell more than him, I'm not sure why, but I must. I actually can't really remember why, but still I must win. My other rival is Seth(a relatively nice guy). Now there is a reason why. He is employing the aid of our friend Ean(yes, that is the correct spelling) and he has money. So I, as an under privileged, impoverished, Mexican child, I see it as my prerogative to have people buy from me and not from them. It is a shallow and underhanded way to sell, but it is my gimmick so I must use it, plus it's true. For the record, I was able to sell all 50 chocolates in one day.
Do you ever see a probably once in a lifetime opportunity and you see it an go after it, but forces outside of your power prevent it. Well that happened to me. I wanted to go see Smashing Pumpkins in concert after not going on tour for 11 years. I was organizing a ride and my mother finally gave me the "OK" and much to my dismay( and luck) it was sold out. I was so upset that I hung up on my mom. My mom called me back later to try to make me feel better, but she failed. Another thing was that as I was eating my soup I told my father that Elizabeth(honestly, you should know who she is now) and Louise(you should know her too, I think) are at a concert watching The Plain White Tees and my dad said if I asked him he would have let me go. I was so inwardly frustrated that there I wanted to throw my bowl of soup at the wall and flip the table over.
There, I'm done ranting.
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