Listen to me, I've seen some shit, I've been some places, and while I wont talk shit on the male gender, I have NO problem stating the fact that they have fucking pool noodles for brains. They are not your main goal. Please learn from my mistakes. Boys are silly
You shouldn't feel bad for giving up when you had nothing to hold on to in the end. That's not quitting, that's self preservation. Bury that shit and find greener pastures.
My co-workers threatened to throw me in the lake if I didn't stop reciting the St. Crispins Day speech every night before we opened our doors up to the literal hundreds lol Do it bitches I love swimming you can't censor me
So, like, an example of cooks being better than normal people- we're all pulling 15-17 hours a day, right? I was bitching about it, and my chef homie says, "if you gonna work like a dog then make damn sure you're premium enough to be registered with the AKC, heard?"
Heard.
My whole life I been getting down with the cooks. You want to roll with people who have no fear of god, have top shelf senses of humor and run shit like it's their business? Cooks, man. Cooks.
Does anyone else become attached to specific bathroom stalls or is it just me? Like you walk into a public restroom at your dorm/job and someone is using it and you're like wtf that's my stall get out
Tourist = good, see the world!
Tourist + inconsiderate moron = touron. please stop trying to put your fucking kids on the bison
This is am ACTUAL problem that had to be addressed via radio broadcast. What
I'm homesick but I don't even know what for. Every waking second is a realization about myself or others or life as an experience, and it's so good but I'm so tired from being 24/7 engaged that it really snuck up on me. I miss home but it wasn't really my home, ya know
Today a girl I befriended said "are you single and looking?" And I said for sure, summer fling in paradise? Okay! And she goes "YEAH there is actually another Sarah here who's a lesbian too!"
And suddenly I understand why women keep asking me to have sleepovers.
Today on instagram, roughly 135 strangers came together as a flawless unit and took turns typing the lyrics to bohemian rhapsody on a picture because someone commented "is this real life?"
Funny how a porno-crossover meme about the queen of England brings out the best in people
When asked why I was here I replied "to find out who I am". Then I was uncomfortable because these are strangers and tried to play it off. The girl said "so are the rest of us. This is the island of misfit toys. We got room for you."
Do you know how that feels? I'm home dude