I will. Sort of wouldn’t feel quite right if not. IT WOULDN’T FEEL LIKE THE YEAR WAS NEW.
BONUS:
I’m eating this pineapple slice and it smells a little funky, so I looked up on the internet: “How can you tell when pineapple is bad?” Apparently somebody else had this question too, and someone else just point blank answered “When it starts to turn black.” Well ok, lololol
Parody facebook page for North Korea. This is all kinds of wrong because of truthiness… the article linked at the bottom was my favorite part.
Not Young Anymore.
I am though, but.
I woke up today at about 8:20, and work starts at 8:30. So I fell into my clothes and ran out the door, got there at 8:40 just in time for my first class.
Couple years ago? That would’ve worked out. HAHA, WIN FOR ALL HUMANS, but today it was… glad I’d done that lesson 18 times before because without autopilot I would’ve fallen right off the podium and started drooling on the floor.
Seriously, I could barely even see. What’s up with that? Things were tinted dark. My voice was mousy, and I looked like a damned ghost, pale from sleep.
I’m a member of a facebook group called “I can survive on 5 hours of sleep or less.” I think it’s time to abandon that bastion and retreat to “Surviving on 5 hours of sleep or less will cause me to pass out, vomit, be late for work, and cry on my break.”
No crying as of now, but it’s early.
The only way this movie could possibly live up to the trailer is if angsty choral arrangements of major 90s alternative hits played throughout.
GinnyTeacher lives in Incheon
A disembodied head who talks about writing a lot circa 2012.
Formerly and still often about teaching English to high school girls [high schoolgirls? maybe not as likely here] in South Korea, and also sometimes pictures of cats, and also occasionally helpful resources. And diversions. Lots of diversions from around the web.