“We dressed up as the book Madeline, with six people dressed up as her and me as Ms. Clavel, their teacher. One of the Madelines, however, was the truly special one…the one with the beard, that is. Our experience was hysterical—I’d walk all the girls (and one guy) down the street in two straight lines. Guys would be walking the other way, whistling or hollering at all the pretty ladies. Then, as they got to the back of the line, they’d see my friend Brennan, then they’d see me, and I could tell that they were suddenly wondering if ALL the Madelines were men.”
the last sentence
There will never be a time when I don’t reblog this because it is my fave.
*whispers* You can be mature and respectful and still have a dirty sense of humour.
*murmurs* You can curse a lot and still be highly intelligent with a massive vocabulary.
*mumbles* You can be quiet and reserved and still be witty and even outgoing in certain circles.
*screams* BLESS YOU ALL
i showed my friend a video of patrick stump and she was like ‘aw he looks like a corgi”
and i was like “nah son”
and then i looked closer
IN CONCLUSION: ASHLYN IS RIGHT, HE’S A CORGI.
looking at my current grades:
thinking about how much studying i need to do:
realizing how late i’ve been staying up to study:
when teachers decide to assign last minute assignments:
dealing with group projects:
and the people who ignore quiet hours:
and trying to pull together a study group:
and having someone interrupt said study group:
the pep talks i’ve been giving myself:
and realizing once it’s all done it’s going to be winter break: