I don’t care about the national debt or whatever. I really don’t. I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about half the time. How can you think I understand, when all I do is nod? You’ve had three years…you just waited too long. I’ve moved on. You’re too late. Stop talking to me about politics and religion. You are THIRTEEN, and you should know that politics and religion and personal issues are not good things to discuss. You drag everyone down with you when you’re in a bad mood, and I’m tired of it. You drain me. Go be with Rayna, because she understands you. I onyl joined Quiz Bowl to be with you…I suck at Quiz Bowl. Please don’t talk to me anymore.