Writing in another language is so infuriating sometimes because I forget the simplest words and I remember how they sound but not how they are spelled and I’m now in a weird game of scratching words by their meaning like:
Straw? No that’s for drinking. Strands? No, that’s related to fabrics or hair, oh my god how do you fucking say long ass steps?!
where I’ll be thinking in Spanish and I’ll be remembering a conversation with someone back in the states, and after a few seconds I get stuck because I realize I’ve been replaying the memory all wrong because the conversation with my friend/mom/roommate/whoever definitely did NOT occur in Spanish.
In other news, the strongest trainers in the region no longer have to stand as they wait for challengers
LOOK SHE GETS A CHAIR TO ON THE RIGHT
i tried to invoke the powers of jesus on my history test but the lord has failed me
oh i think i will animals
IM GOING TO STAB MYSELF IN THE FOOT I JUST SENT MY ENGLISH TEACHER MY ESSAY ON HAMLET AND IT WAS STILL NAMED “the fresh prince of denmark yo holla”
oh man, i love receiving unedited final drafts:
cracks me up every time
please just watch this
"It’s one second." I said
"It can’t possible be that great."
I was wrong.
I promise you she doesn’t want that fucking zubat
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