The King has returned, Long Live the King

 POP POP!

    Waddup Daniel heads, long time, new moniker, no see. I'm sure you're all wondering what could have possessed me to pick up the pen. What could have pissed off Dan today?

                                                        ---24 HOURS EARLIER---

Nothing really happened 24 hours ago, I mean I lived my life but nothing super out of the ordinary. I just wanted my story to have that extra zip. Also I didn't get any sleep that night so I just had a 16 oz Red Bull which is already really big. Did you know they made 20 oz cans? But I digest...

                                                        --- 12 HOURS AFTER THAT---

Kind of getting lost in the whole timeline of this whole thing. Actually, I just ate breakfast so I'm kind of forgetting what I was so mad about. I had bacon and hash browns. No eggs :(. Anyway, I am remembering. Last night after class Rylee and I were liming for like six hours. I needed to blow off steam because Ashley DeLouise Gilbert wanted to start some shit and me, being the levelheaded Dan that I am, decided to defuse the situation but boy does she get on my nerves. So Rylee and I limed until like 3 AM despite us both having the same 9:30 am. I dropped Rylee off at her place and parked her car at mine because she just cannot be bothered I guess. All she does is take and take and gives nothing in return. I heroically convinced her that we need to go to class tomorrow morning because I cannot afford to miss any more points in this class. 

    I woke up this morning to the sound of my alarm which was this shrill blaring noise and it really put me in a bad mood. Turns out it wasn't my alarm it was Rylee and she was mad because it was 9:25 and I was supposed to pick her up right then. We got to the studio at a modest 9:50. There we were greeted warmly by our teacher Colleen. By warmly I mean not warmly at all because she threw shade at us despite us being like the only two cool people in the class. My b John and Nathan, but Nathan you know you're a piece of shit. Colleen had explained to us that we were all working on story pitches, but she said it like somebody who lives in apartment 23. She said "Well for we've been reading the news for the last 20 minutes looking for ideas so..." like damn just say you're obsessed with us. Ms. Gilbert was there but she was being a coward. She hid in the soundproof studio so she could run her mouth behind my back. I got eyes and ears Ashley you do not want these hands. Anyway, I scheduled an appointment on Ashley's Google calendar to whoop her ass. If anybody wants to place bets we will be at the horse ranch Thursday at 3:30. I'm a two-to-one favorite.

Feeling: Scholarly 🤓