Whenever Ms. Serensky tells us that her life reflects events that happened in the book we're reading, I always wonder if that's something that'll happen to me one day. And this weekend, it finally did. Kind of. Last week my mom and I went to Trader Joe's and stocked up on all kinds of delicious snacks. After realizing that most of our food were things like corn dogs, gyros (jeye-ros, NOT euros. that sounds dumb), mozzarella sticks, and macaroni and cheese bites (which are DELICIOUS) I realized that our food resembled many of the deep fried goodness that is served at Blossom. So I suggested to my mom that we should have a carnival night. While everyone else in my house "decorated the house for Christmas" aka sat around our house, I cooked up all of the carnival food. And my sister and her boyfriend picked up wings or something from Panini's so they could feel like they helped out too. All in all, it was a fantastic night filled with a lot of fried food. A lot.
I'm sure everyone's already realizing the connection. But why didn't I? I guess during the week I was too caught up in my excitement for the carnival that was yet to come to realize that in our reading. And last night I was too consumed with my food-baby to realize the carnival plans in One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest the patients were discussing. It wasn't until today, at about 4:15 in the afternoon, that it finally hit me. I shuddered. Creepy. Carnival night in the book AND carnival night in real life ---> MLILMS (My Life is Like Ms. Serensky's- maybe I should start a website?). How long before every event in books we read become my real life? I'm scared. Really, really scared. I sure hope our next book has a happy ending.
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