My Parents Do Not Give A Shit If I Date A Girl. But My Dad Would Murder Me If I Even Have A Nice Thought

What people think Advanced classes are like:

"All right children, what shall we do for homework tonight? Maybe next chapter's cource work."

What it's really like

"Am I going to have to call the elementary school principal and ask why you five, don't know your left from your right yet are able to keep steady A's in this class?"

When you are the chaotic one in the friendship.

Advanced ELA class is weird. Some days, everyone is having an argument over how would one best over throw the government, other days we are yelling at Dylan because he's hyperventilating while looking at photos of milk.

rando person (aka any of my friends):"Why do you read so many fanfictions with abusive and unhealthy relationships? Read about healthy ones please."

Bruh, if I want to see a healthy relationship, I go downstairs and watch my parents.

You know the only good part of having braces is that my orthodontist gave me my teeth molds.

"You know the thing when someone asks "Hey did it hurt when you fell from heaven?", people should just reply "No but I broke my ankle walking up from hell"."

Conversation with my friend recently

So as you do, I was going on an evening walk while listening to a new podcast. Then suddenly, I saw it. A feather in nearly perfect condition. The little amount joy left in my shriveled up heart finally decided to make an appearance. I picked up the feather of course, and I found another, and another until I had five feathers held so that they wouldn't touch each other. When I got home and showed my mom, I am pretty sure that I looked slightly insane.

Guess who got an 87 precent on the fanfiction they submitted for ELA class. (It was Star Wars fanfiction)

So, who do I have to high five?