In my AP Environmental Science class we’re supposed to be designing a farm that would produce enough food to sustain a single person for a year and I asked my teacher if I could design a farm where I just had a bunch of chickens whose eggs I sold every day and used the money to buy pizza and she just put her head on her desk and laughed for like five minutes
I am realizing now that she never actually said I couldn’t
*cracks an egg on my head* *a lemon falls out* What a time to be alive
what the fuck does this post even mean
elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:
When I was in fifth grade I realized I liked girls but I was like “that’s a problem for another day” and literally forgot about it and then in like eleventh grade I was like “oh my god”
YOU PROCRASTINATED REALIZING YOUR SEXUALITY THAT’S IT YOU WIN YOU ARE THE QUEEN OF THE PROCRASTINATORS i bow to you
