The prof I work for told me on Monday she wanted me to finish three weeks worth of work by Friday. So emailed her an update on where I was with the transcripts and she told me I now have until Monday.
I stayed up til 2am last night, typed for 8 hours straight. I’ve been slamming the pain killers and wrapping my hands and wrists all week trying to get this done for her.
Anonymous asked: As someone who grew up with five siblings I have learned to love pinapple pizza. Why? Because no one else would touch it. A whole pizza to myself. Survival of the fittest, bitches.
Anyone who says you can’t give flowers to boys clearly hasn’t tried it. Seriously, give a boy some roses, they get adorably flustered and go all red. It’s the most precious thing.
Give more boys flowers.
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crush stereotypes now
we love flowers. give us flowers.
I once gave my professor a bouquet of flowers and he legit couldn’t stop grinning and when I asked why he looked so surprised, he was like “I’m a guy. I never get flowers. I love flowers but I never get flowers.”
I hear the “just racking a pump shotgun is enough to scare off intruders.” Trope on a nearly daily basis at school. You’d think these guys would know better…
