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I’m over here in my unit, isolated alone, eating my terrible tasting food, and I gotta look over at that, which looks like the most fun I’ve ever seen in my entire life. And it’s bs, excuse my language, I’m just saying that I wash and dry. I’m like a single mother. Look, we all know home ec is a joke, no offense. It’s just like, everyone takes this class to get an A, it’s bullshit, and I’m sorry. And I’m not putting down your profession, but, it’s just the way I feel. I don’t wanna sit here all by myself, cooking this shitty food, no offense, and I just think that I don’t ever need to cook tiramisu.. when am I going to need to cook tiramisu? Am I going to be a chef? No. There’s three weeks left of school, give me a fuckin’ break. I’m sorry for cursing.

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