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, I admit! “So what is the issue, baby?”, she asks. “I think how everyone else is judging me for it”, I say. “Well, you know what, Lala, people will judge you whether you do or you don’t, so you need to do what makes you happy and stop worrying about everyone else’s opinion. Opinions are like assholes, everyone has one”, she says, causing me to break out into laughter. “You’re not mad about me for lying to you?” I asked her.

I say. The girls look at me again. “You can’t attack someone directly anymore,” I continue. “People love defending the underdog. What you do instead is ask questions.” “What kind of questions?” Amber asks. I slide my phone across the table so they can see the screen. A poll page is open. Is Hazel using Jaxon? “People answer questions without thinking,” I say. “Especially when the questions sound reasonable.” The girls exchange glances. “So we post things like that?” Chloe asks slowly.

"You think so?" "Yes." "I think so too." "Then why did you ask me?" "Because I wanted your opinion." "What? Why?" "Because I needed your input." "I don't get why you wanted to meet me when for just this one question." "Isn't one question good enough?" "Well, you made it sound like it's more urgent." "It is." "Sure." "No, really. There's more to it." He plugged in the equation and started working on something. Then he showed her and said, "What do you think of this? Do you think we could use it to find more profitable stocks?"

"No, I have asked 5." "Well, it feels like 100." "Because my questions make sense, you exhausted yours with stupid questions." Questions like; Have you ever thought of going blonde? What do you think about pizza? Do you smell your feet?. "I haven't exhausted my question, I have 2 more questions left." "How do you feel about death?" I asked. "Geez, are you trying to make me sad or what?" "Just answer, Creep." "Inevitable." I waited for him to add more to the known word.

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“But I don’t know. It is just my opinion. Just my two cents.” Mrs. Jean just smiled at me. “ Don’t worry, hija. I certainly get what you mean. Just. . .Just don’t let the vice principal hear your opinion.” She bowed down to level her mouth to my ear. “ He does not want to hear those. He thinks opinions are all the same. Trash.” As I heard it, I quickly shot back, “I guess I better not speak a thing whenever he’s around.”

"Do you think that love can expire? Does eternal love not exist? Do you think we can't have someone love us until the end of our lives without getting bored? Is loyalty really that hard?" Getting questions like that made Ben confused. The questions Michelle gave were standard questions but found them difficult to answer. Ben could have answered questions easily of course if he had provided clichéd answers. But the man realized what Michelle needed wasn't just clichéd answers. "I will answer your questions using my opinion and this is purely the result of my thoughts, if you don't agree or feel these are illogical or ridiculous answers then I hope you don't be protest hehehehe." The girl unde

He answers with a question. ‘How did the unicorn/goat thingy go?’ ‘Not really any of your business,’ I say, allowing my voice to ascend the scale toward the end, thus creating another question. It sounds politer than saying, ‘Not any of your business, is it?’ which is what I mean. He is unabashed. ‘I like to keep abreast of new ideas. Lots of customers come in looking for advice.’

They are both kind, however, they did not dare to make friends with me because they are both scared to our classmates who dislikes me. About what they have said, they can’t make people clearly understand it. We all have are opinions about same sex relationship and I must say, half of people disagrees and the other half agrees. “Okay. Thank you for stating your opinions. Anyone who wants to answer too?” asked Miss Jensen. My classmates shook their heads. They are always like that, they are too lazy to answer our professors. Having no courage to express their thoughts and opinions about issues and things happening in the country. There is no wrong opinion. They are just too scared to spill the

Instead of answering me, he asked me in return. I heard him clenching his teeth as if he was controlling his anger, maybe my question did cross the line. “Nothing, I just want to know your point of view when you knew that the leader of the Southern pack is a woman.” I don’t care if he thinks I’m being dramatic, this is my first time asking someone what they think of me. I usually do not care about others’ opinions.