Middle Schooler Again?

Self-quarantine has brought out the middle schooler in me. For the past few weeks, I’ve lived the lifestyle I once knew during the long summer days in my middle adolescent years. With me living on my own, it’s even better. No bed time, no chores and I can eat whatever I want. If I want pizza every night, then fuck it. I’m like a god damn teenage mutant ninja turtle (minus the whole ninja and turtle part). I play hours on hours of video games and no one can tell me to turn it off. What’s that dad? Want me to stop playing my finger games? Nope. As everyone has been complaining about having to stay in, I’m living my best life. Bring back my middle school days. I will not complain.