Tales of Stupidity

#11: Why I shouldn't talk when distracted

We all know by now that I'm an idiot, and from one of my previous stories here, we all also know that I suck at talking when I'm tired. Well, today, about five minutes ago, I have also discovered that I cannot communicate when I am distracted. This may not come as a shock to you, however, I told my own mother that I would eat my clothes.

Here is how it happened...

Tomorrow, as I write this, I am supposed to be going on a trip to a university. For this trip, we get to wear normal clothes instead of our usual uniforms. Plus, we're missing out on the first day back at school to doss around somewhere where other, older people will have to tolerate us for a few hours, so that's great.

I was messing around on my computer in the back room downstairs, listening to music and attempting to write the first proper chapter of Ashes (It will be out soon, I promise) when my mum walked in. The following is our conversation:

My mum: Fran, do you have your clothes ready for tomorrow?

Me: Yep...

My mum: You sure? What are you going to wear?

Me: I dunno, I've got my Hogwarts t-shirt and black jeans in my room somewhere so I'll just eat those...

My mum: ...Alrighty then...

I love my mum. She puts up with my stupidity and craziness when I reckoned she'd be the first to ship me off to an asylum.

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