When I was an exchange student in Japan, school was, well, kinda an afterthought. Yes, the whole purpose of my stay in the city of Nagoya was to study, and I DID study; I studied…
Month: April 2015
“Do you have the stuff?” I ask, leaning in to look at what was inside the clear container. “Right here, same as always.” “Good. I’m holding too.” I tap my…
I considered calling this story “The Time I Fucked Everything Up for Everyone”, but I realized that that could apply to half of my stories, so I’m going with plain…