An actual thought process that occurred yesterday on my way home from school:

“Hmm what to do now? Maybe I’ll make some of that chicken I bought at Costco. Huh, I need to go buy some more hedgehog food. For that jerk that keeps using me like a chew toy … grrrr….gosh what is his problem?! I have such a crazy hedgehog. … Waaait…What if it’s the Korean’s version of “crazy”….like mentally ill. He used to be so cute and cuddly and now…now he’s just crazy? Oh my God! I have a retarded hedgehog! I adopted a retarded hedgehog!”

*The picture does not relay the pouring rain I was walking through…nor my actual street ^^