happy girl in happy valley

i love string cheese. i really do. i might as well live off of it.
when i see other people eating it--i find my jealous side come out haha but kind of serious. thoughts pop in my head including:

• "why do you have one and i don't?"
• "do you even like string cheese??"
• "i bet i like it so much more than you."

consider me crazy. it is okay.

why am i bringing this up?

BECAUSE I AM UPSET. i am sitting in {the dreaded} hall of flags and this kid next to me pulls out his lunch. much to my surprise he pulls out some string cheese.
yummmy. i was perfectly fine. although i wanted one really bad, i decided i would hold back from stealing this nice boys string cheese.

then IT happened.

HE JUST BITES INTO IT! BITES INTO IT LIKE A CANDY BAR. are you mental???? why would you even dreaaam of eating a string cheese if you can't even pull it apart. should i tell him he's eating it wrong? seriously i am legit-ly upset. i am going home now and eating some string cheese the right way. STRING by STRING....

btw: do i have anything better to write about than string cheese? noo freakin way.