Senior C is walking me through Rock Band. He thinks my singing is worth cultivating, despite the statements of several music teachers (A population known for their critisism) and pretty much anyone with musical talent who hears me sing. However, love is tonedeaf. This is one more reason why I love him.
As a further note... what sort of childhood makes one incapable of saying "I wish I was special"- I feel compelled to replace it with "I wish I were special" which makes me- you guessed it- special. Or a creep and a weirdo.
Hey, English has one verb with a subjunctive form. We must preserve that.
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