We had the assembly in high school where they had organs of people who smoked/etc and they had a human brain. And at the end, everyone got in line to be allowed to don gloves and touch and hold things. When I stood up and got closer, the formaldehyde smell got really strong and I suddenly became…
This the only assembly i’m sad i skipped. If they told me i could touch brains, i would probably have got to every assembly in high school.
remember last summer when american eagle had that modelling contest where you submit your picture to get votes and if you get into the top 20 votes your picture is displayed at times square in new york
i submitted this photo of me about to sneeze
i placed 12th and i was on the times square billboard for two weeks
so i was in the bus with this granny by my side when we spotted two girls kissing by the bus stop. the granny turned to me and said “these girls are so pretty. at their age i was pretty ugly. well, maybe that’s why i had to marry a man” i almost died omg
I’m so bad at feeding myself. If I have leftovers! I’m fine. But if I have to come up with food, I’m useless. I don’t know where my ability to cook went… I feel like if I lived alone, I’d have a carton of milk, boxes of cereal, pb&j, and bread.
Next time we skype do you want me to teach how to cook some basic items. Both me and Scott are not dead yet and i’m in charge of cooking, i must be doing something right.