Does one really need to chomp down on antarctic sized ice cubes while sitting in the library? I think not… I highly doubt anyone in here, most working on midterms and homework, wish to hear you slopping your spit and devouring the ice mounds in your cup one at a time… I understand you need your daily dose of creeping friends on your pathetic F-book account but I’m 98% sure you can do it without the ice…

Love is... not this.

  • (*note: currently lying around after having surgery on both legs for a complete ACL and meniscal repair)
  • Mother: Are you hungry?
  • Me: Yeah, can I have some cereal please... (*note: with narcotics in the system one can't even finish a cheese sandwich)
  • Mother: I wasn't asking YOU... I was talking to the dogs. (Makes kissing face at annoying but cute dog)
  • Me: The dogs come before me? Your only child?
  • Mother: Yeah, I actually love them. (Damn dogs, this is why I like cats) And anyways you're not active so you're getting fat and you don't need more than one meal a day. (*note: this is the point where normal people curl up and cry... but not me)
  • Me: Well miss 'I love the dogs more than my "fat" daughter', I think it's time for you to run up and down the stairs while you grab the paper SO YOU CAN GET RID OF THOSE KANKLES THAT ARE EATING UP YOUR LOWER LEGS! (needless to say the conversation came to an end and I received a half assed bowl of cereal... after she fed the dogs)

Library vs Students

I always find it as an enjoyable part of my day to watch all the students walk up to the school library pure glass doors, pull on them ALL (I guess if the main one is locked the one all the way at the end may be open-in their perfect world perhaps), look inside (magic dog that opens doors-hope he lives in there), stare at the ground (if you’re praying to God to open them so you can print your homework… he’s in the opposite direction), and then finally turn to me all sad and frustrated but then smile and ask “when does the library open?”….

I am quite sure that i’m not giving you the Nobel Prize expression, but I answer with as much fake care as I can. However, when I point to the brightly lit sign on the wall next to the door that states the times for the library I’m probably giving you the ‘Thank you for being slow and getting you college education here’ look.

Please be aware of your surroundings before you make an ass of yourself!

Really?

Dear girl sitting on the bus trying to get a ride across the street while holding a diet pop and low calorie snacks, I don’t think you’re really understanding it. Just saying.

tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

A bathtub is the best inanimate object, to a child it can be the deepest part of the ocean, an adult the most relaxing moment of their day, an artist the inspiration for a series of designs, an author the scene of the best murder ever, a scientist the beginning of many experiments, and to the small goldfish looking out from his pebbled circular abode… a giant world all to himself.