I'm currently taking a class on therapy skills, and have to make a set of videos in which I embody different techniques in imaginary scenarios. Jay has been a willing participant in these videos, and has taken some serious creative license with the "problems" he is facing.
Our second video ended like this:
"That must have been really hard for you, getting attacked first at a Miley Cyrus concert and then at a Jonas Brothers Concert."
"It really was. You get tickets to a Disney event, and what you think is going to be a fairytale....ends up being a nightmare."
Homeboy doesn't laugh, homeboy doesn't crack a smile.
I, on the other hand, LOST IT.
I'm going to fail school and have to be a full-time blogger.