Mind says 14 minutes. Clock says 2 years.
I’m getting like…weird flashbacks. LIke deja vu to several years ago when I saw something similar. But yeah. All I can say is. #Gifs
I plan my conversations way ahead of time and sometimes I forget they haven’t happened yet.
Guilty. Guilty as hell. Rare is the conversation that isn’t planned.
F-IN TAGS!! The minute it gets home? GONE! Also I hate wearing costumes from the costume department because I have trouble resisting the urge to just rip out all the tags. Because TAGS!! Grrrrrr. Also, why I like sainsburys clothes cos they just print them on all cool and shit.
I make little noises when I’m working on something. Tongue clicks, tiny squeaks, and the like. I can only do it if I’m alone or comfortable around the other people there.
Argh!! The tongue clicks is a thing? I make tiny clopping noises as well when I’m trying to concentrate. *relief*
I have reached the point where for awesome teachers (and people) I can look them in the eye. But I’m still not always good at it.
Teachers I dislike still get staring off into the distance. And sunglasses. Dark ones. If I even talk to them at all.
“Major Carol Danvers, call sign Warbird.”
This reminds me of A Few Good Men for some reason. but awesome Major.