mid finals week selfie.
i’m tired. coffee and saltines all week long.
this weekend.. i am loved. i am so loved.
satan- you will never be able to convince me otherwise.
A girl from a different floor came up to me today saying:
“So me and some people were talking, and this might sound mean, but we think you did the best job out of all the RAs this year.”
I can seriously imagine Albus and James swapping chocolate frog cards and all their friends are like ‘OMG THE BOY WHO LIVED GUYS’ and they don’t even bat an eyelid ‘Yeah got the real one at home bit of a tosser really’
bit of a tosser really
500% DONE WITH THIS FANDOM
"A friend and a servant to those around you. A learner. Full of life. On a journey of discovery. A committed disciple."
I WANTED THOSE REPORTS ON MY DESK AN HOUR AGO
SUSAN HAVE YOU SEEN BRIAN HE HAS MY STAPLER.
SUSAN stop dancing. This is serious.
HEY SUSAN I’M GOING TO GET SOME LUNCH YOU WANT ANYTHING?
SUSAN STOP SCREAMING PLEASE
SUSAN MY COMPUTER CRASHED. I COULD REALLY USE YOUR HELP.
SUSAN I FEEL WE NEED TO HAVE A DISCUSSION ABOUT YOUR RECENT TARDINESS IS EVERYTHING GOING OK AT HOME HOW IS RICHARD.
SUSAN THE PRINTER IS DOING THE BEEPING THING AGAIN HOW DO I GET IT TO STOP?
i long to live in a world where a girl can want chocolate and ice cream without people assuming it means emotional turmoil.
it just tastes good, dammit!