Michael_v1

Most authors have the originality and creativeness to invent new worlds and write fantasy. Whether it be isekai, wish-fulfillment, sci-fi, apocalypse or wuxia. 

I guess I'll stick to being a middling mediocre writer attempting to be stable compromising with life. Regardless the urban life do-over genre is dominated by a chinese asian perspective. Still will be after I start, but perhaps it'll be a fun story to look back on years into the future. 

Well then, let's take a look into the life of Jeffery Zhang and his experiences in This American Life (Returning to 2001).

This American Life (Returning to 2001)

At this point Jeffrey was brute forcing the website in the early hours of the morning. He was sitting at his Mom's office and work computer trying to get the site to work as intended. Try as he might however, it just didn't seem to yield.


"My header tag is correct, I checked the style guide. Why do I keep getting the wrong font, is this a local error or a server error?", Jeffrey thought.


He checked various folders to see if the Wix servers had the proper resources for the site to look nice.


"Maybe I should have used squarespace", Jeffrey sighed with a hint of regret and wishful thinking.


By this point, Jeffrey was quite upset and distressed over this small problem. It was bugging him to no end. Forcing himself to calm down Jeffrey headed to the kitchen to make himself a sandwich and get ready for school. He'd already been awake for 2 hours and he still had school to attend.


Grabbing a butter knife from the drawer, Jeffrey spread some peanut butter and jelly on the white bread he got from the panty. Taking large bites of his sandwich, it disappeared quickly into his stomach. Only some crumbs and smears of peanut butter were left on the plate.


Grabbing a book, Jeffrey started to read another chapter. However his sour mood made it hard for him to concentrate on reading.


"that's it, I'm going to fix this even if it kills me", Jeffrey said to himself.


30 minutes later, Jeffrey was lying facedown on the wood floor. His hands stretched out in front of him, his legs bent. It was as if he was posing as a dead body in a crime scene.


"Whyyy", Jeffrey sobbed in his mind. A stupid error, he forgot that he hadn't saved a value to change font sizes.


His sisters came running down the stairs saw Jeffrey lying on the floor. Instead on helping to pick him up, Saoirse immediately sat on his back, while Raine put one foot on his butt posing as if she was Napolean who had conquered France.


"Get off of me", Jeffrey moaned in a bad mood.


Although Saoirse did ask, "What happened Jeffrey? Why are you lying on the floor?"


Before Jeffrey had a chance to respond, Raine said "Jeffrey's just being stupid. Don't worry about him"


However Raine cut her off, "come on, it's fun"


Jeffrey was to exhausted to get up and fight his sisters. Jeffrey squirmed on the floor trying to roll over, but his sisters made it very difficult to do as he wished.


"Get off of me", Jeffrey said trying to use his arms to push off the floor.


"No", Raine said having a little too much fun bullying him.


Jeffrey twisted and turned eventually freeing himself of his sisters. By the time Jeffrey pushed his two sisters off of him, his Dad was awake pouring himself a cup of coffee.


"Morning you guys", he greeted the three of them.


"Morning Dad", Saoirse and Raine responded.


They all started to prepare their bags and eat breakfast.


"We leave in 15 minutes", his Dad informed them. 


Jeffrey went upstairs and quickly washed his face. He brushed his teeth, flossed and checked his school bag one last time. Jeffrey went to his room, making sure he had gotten all his homework and made his bed.


Just like that the morning passed by quickly.


Chapter 89: No compromise