When I was five years old, if you had asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up I probably would have said whatever my favorite animal was that week. If you had asked me when I was seven I would have said I wanted to grow up to be a mathematician. If you had asked me when I was ten I would have said an aeronautical engineer. What happened to these dreams? Also, what seven year old wants to grow up to be a mathematician?
FOUND IT!!! Actually decent mug brownie recipe :)))
World: What are you doing next year?
I’m gonna get things done today!!!!!
hahahaha. Have a migraine instead.
Me: “Why is it that people offer me drugs?”
Roommate: “You look like a person who would do drugs”
Me: “As compared to…?”
Roommate: “Well, people would never offer me drugs. I’m the sort of person that gets whispered in my ear at clubs [/dance-things, I don’t think she’s been to a club… just bars] ‘Where did you learn to dance like THAT?!’ and that’s the kind of person I am.”