To students starting school today,
Please be nice to your teachers. My dad is 53 years old, and not a whiz w technology. He’s called me EVERY day, attempting to practice because he’s so nervous and wants what’s best for his students.
Please be patient with them. They’re trying.
It's 2016. You're at a frat house. Your converse stick to the beer soaked floors with every step. It smells like sweat and you're sipping on a vodka and flat sprite. There's a boy screaming about tomorrow's darty into your ear. Broccoli is playing in the background. Life is good.