I wish I could write something interesting to fill up this box but I really cant be bothered.
Ask? You can.
Ask? You can.
the things I thought were complicated back then…
a little something..
Me: Mum what do you think when people do charity work?
Mum: You know its very good to help other people, people should try and do some more in their time.
Me: What are your thoughts when I tell you that I want to go overseas and do charity work.
Mum: I guess its good, just prioritise things before you go but I’m only saying this for when you’re an adult AND you’ve finished studying AND have your house and everything…you know.
Me: What if I said I want to go and volunteer overseas, around the world foreverrr.
Mum:……………
Me: FOR FREEEEE
Mum:……… Do you want to die?!
Apparently I have a crush on someone and that I’ve always wanted to see them naked.
Stupid messages.
“ When one door closes another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us. ”
Today the train was abnormally packed..
I was pushed and shoved into the corner where the door opens. I couldn’t read my newspaper so I ended up hugging it to me chest. To make things worse some guy was also forced to move further in. For the rest of the train ride we ended up face to face with each other.
Ohh yes gotta love the awkward moments on the train.
Learning about the reproductive system.
It amuses me when people still get all giggly when the word PENIS is repeated over and over by the teacher. LOL
Fighting through text messaging is more fustrating than fighting face to face.
You have to text back fast and precise or else they’ll use that against you.
Or you can just not text back at all :)
The whole undercover ticket inspector thing is futile.
Its pretty obvious when a whole group of adults board a tram and sit together as a group in seats where they can see the ticket machine.
Mate.. your “ticket inspector badge thing” is hanging out under your hoodie.
Lady, stop staring down the man at the ticket machine, he’s finding coins for his ticket.
Besidessss, Ive seen you all before in your grey mafia like uniforms before, plenty of timessss.
heheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehehe
(Source: outras-palavras)
I get headaches when people talk reallllyy fast.
My little brain cant process fast enough.
Please slow down.
I GOT YOUR LAST WORD?
An old Italian gentleman lived alone in New Jersey . He wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, as the ground was hard. His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:
Dear Vincent, I am feeling pretty sad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days. Love, Papa
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Dear Papa, Don’t dig up that garden. That’ s where the bodies are buried. Love, Vinnie
At 4 a.m. The next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.
Dear Papa, Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances. Love you, Vinnie
(Source: catalogosphere)
