Die in a Fire April Fools
I hate April Fools. Words cannot describe. It reminds me of how gullible I can be and used to be. Hey I cant help that I have a iwanttobelieveyouandwantyoutolikemeverybad personality. This day just drags up memories I’d rather forget.
In highschool one of my AOL instant message buddies – you know the kind that you meet once and then somehow constantly chat…but then realize later they just serve to replace boredom? – got me and got me good. He convinced me that he had bought tickets to a baseball game for us and was flying to come take me to the game. I didnt realize it was April Fools and wasnt suspicious at all, however I kept denying it and laughing it off. The only redeeming part to the story is that it did take him about an hour and a half before I believed him and started to get excited to go to a baseball game for free. And then? “Hey. April Fools.”