My best self wants to tell the on island and off island Chamorus to stop passive aggressively arguing online but my chåd self wants them to scrap. My true self, however, wants to order steak and onions to go from this bar then take a nap.
I would say almost getting hit by a ridiculous lifted truck with ugly primer is #4 on the Top 5 Most Ridiculous Things In My Life within the past 12 hours.
people seeing barbie first are wild. the schedule needs to be
black coffee and a cigarette
oppenheimer around 11 (its 3 hours)
mimosas and brunch
barbie around 6/7
dinner, drinks, club
Forgot my charger so can’t work guess I gotta search up the name of the guy who used Rockefeller as an alias to kidnap his own kid then stare at the wall when the power goes out
Unlocked memory: my 9 year-old ass (having no business) patrolling the halls while my mom had typhoon duty. Wild that administration had to monitor grown ass adults.
I love how I never know what topics my chiropractor will bring up. Today: quack chiropractors, anti-vaxxers, how he ate carabao, how I should ask Carabao to give me free tab for my tatt, nerves, and my kidneys.
Idk I feel like the fact that only a small portion of my body gets sunburnt and the rest changing a few shades is evidence in support of blood quantum.