Today, my English teacher made us get a book. I don't think I have ever read a book in the past 2 years, not because I am stupid, it's because each turning of the page reveals a shred of dread in my brain like a shred of parmesan on my pasta. But instead of a tasty meal, its just more blocks of text.

Half of all the content in the stories I have read were just filler and descriptive words that I couldn't give a care about even if it's all I studied. I can easily understand articles about "advanced math topics" and "philosophy", but I would rather throw that fettucine in the trash than read a single noodle of literature.