Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently and Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
FUCK I hate having to double up on this shit.
UH YEAH SO THIS IS JUST TAKEN LIKE 4 MINUTES AGO. IT'S ME BEING DEEP AND COMPLEX AND THINKING ABOUT COMPLICATED PHILOSOPHICAL THINGS AS USUAL. OF COURSE.
As for whatever tickles my fancy, take a joke.
A frog wants some money and so goes to the bank to get a loan. He meets with a banker called Paddy Black. Paddy says "What'll you use as down-payment?" and the frog takes out his grandmother's thimble. Paddy says "We don't accept thimbles as currency. Let me call the head office." So Paddy calls the manager and the manager says, "It's a knick-knack, Paddy Black, give the frog a loan!!!"
LOLOLOLOLOL SAY THAT LAST BIT OUT LOUD. My dad told me that at the dinner table yesterday and I lol'd to death. Oh god. Such good times when my dad eats with me.
TODAY in 3rd period (English, at the main campus) these people came in with boxes of candy and colorful papers. They said "These are for honor role students! That means you have a GPA of at least 3.5" and i'm like "OH SHIT I HAVE A 3.8, THAT'S ME" So I'm sitting there waiting. They don't call my name. I'm like "Excuse me, I have a 3.8." And they leave the room. and i yell "I HAVE A 3.8 YOU FOOLS." I never yell but I had to in this instance. And I started to kind of rant about it to people around me and it turns out the reason my 3.8 doesn't mean anything is because I'm not a student of that campus, even though I'm registered as a student there. BUT because I take my classes at Hartman, I'm not a student. Or some shit. Stupid.
UH YEAH SO THIS IS JUST TAKEN LIKE 4 MINUTES AGO. IT'S ME BEING DEEP AND COMPLEX AND THINKING ABOUT COMPLICATED PHILOSOPHICAL THINGS AS USUAL. OF COURSE.
As for whatever tickles my fancy, take a joke.
A frog wants some money and so goes to the bank to get a loan. He meets with a banker called Paddy Black. Paddy says "What'll you use as down-payment?" and the frog takes out his grandmother's thimble. Paddy says "We don't accept thimbles as currency. Let me call the head office." So Paddy calls the manager and the manager says, "It's a knick-knack, Paddy Black, give the frog a loan!!!"
LOLOLOLOLOL SAY THAT LAST BIT OUT LOUD. My dad told me that at the dinner table yesterday and I lol'd to death. Oh god. Such good times when my dad eats with me.
TODAY in 3rd period (English, at the main campus) these people came in with boxes of candy and colorful papers. They said "These are for honor role students! That means you have a GPA of at least 3.5" and i'm like "OH SHIT I HAVE A 3.8, THAT'S ME" So I'm sitting there waiting. They don't call my name. I'm like "Excuse me, I have a 3.8." And they leave the room. and i yell "I HAVE A 3.8 YOU FOOLS." I never yell but I had to in this instance. And I started to kind of rant about it to people around me and it turns out the reason my 3.8 doesn't mean anything is because I'm not a student of that campus, even though I'm registered as a student there. BUT because I take my classes at Hartman, I'm not a student. Or some shit. Stupid.