Dec 16, 2025
I’m going to reenact my 2025, bear with me.
Me: So, 2025, what do you have for me this year?
2025: *looks at papers with a sigh* : Well, your grandmother is unexpectedly dying just before Christmas, but you know that already. We have a scheduled depression — the faculty says we can’t postpone it unfortunately.
Me: What about my family life?
2025: You’ll get abused. Don’t worry though, it won’t affect your education…too much. No college for you this year but you art will prosper. Does that sound good?
Me: Of course not. Please tell me my relationship will survive at least.
2025: He’s cheating on you as we speak. But hey, you can still shift realities.
Please laugh.