So, sometimes I have a tendency to over react, blow things out of proportion, cry, and be, as Cory so lovingly terms it, dramatic. I like to think that dramatic situations find me, and my reaction is appropriate to the situation.
But anyway, the other night I walked down the hall after Cory had been at his desk working on homework for a few hours. I looked down and saw some paper, wadded up on the ground. He's been throwing the pages he made mistakes on down the hall.
Is that really necessary?
I guess there's a little drama in us all.