Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I wake up thinking, “FML,” and “Why did I pick an 8am class?”
Then I realize that I have an awesome English teacher.
Then I want to go back to sleep, but I can’t :( I had to rearrange my whole schedule for next term so that I wouldn’t have class at 8 in the morning. NEVER AGAIN.
And for those going into university, don’t put your labs on a Tuesday.
I am reblogging for the gif because that is the most adorable thing I have ever seen.
^I am reblogging because I support gay marriage.
Yay for the gays :)
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, and I never want to take that class in my life ever again. I hate hate hate hate it. It’s so irrelevant to what I want to take. It’s soooo stupid. BLEH. I want to take economics, throw it in a garbage can, light it on fire, throw rocks at it, shoot it with a gun, drench it in radioactive material, and send it to outerspace where I’ll never see it again.
Reading epicly long posts from HappyShimShim made me think about my life as a whole. I’ve come to the conclusion that my life is more or less quite mundane, with some certain exceptions.
OMG ASTEROID FLEE FOR YOUR LIVES
I AM SOBBING OMG
“What shall we have for dinner tonight?”
Somewhere in the world, Anderson is looking at this with a tear running down his face.
Oh my god.