
Not quite people of walmart quality. But I bet I could make a decent site on people of Pitt State. Cowboys and baseball queers. Notice the cowboy boots, flannel, and tucked in blank white tee. Class class class.

Not quite people of walmart quality. But I bet I could make a decent site on people of Pitt State. Cowboys and baseball queers. Notice the cowboy boots, flannel, and tucked in blank white tee. Class class class.
Jumbotron Dance Succeed- only to be this awesome.
notes i picked up while watching. white males, DO NOT hug other black males in public. it makes everyone feel awkward. keep it simple, pound it.
(via Succeed Blog) this shit is epically awesome (via dailywhat)
freshly washed and hyper dried 30x30 jeans are too big right now. i’m going to have to start shopping in either the emo section or women’s here real soon. not all that excited about it.
(via yourdp)
uh…this is how i do it every time? maybe, maybe not. okay i love sugar, get off me.
well the group project i was complaining and bitching about a couple of days ago seems so insignificant now. i’ve been taught life is a game that should be played with perspective, today i got to understand that one step further.
a girl in my class, the cute one i’ve mentioned before, has missed class quite a few times. today she shows up two days behind on group work. the teacher can’t make the decision so i make it for him, offering to let her join my group (hell yeah it’s my group, not our!). i attempt to get her up to speed with the project and explain the numbers and such.
as we all leave she calls us together to explain why she has been missing so much class. immediately the tears begin to fall. i don’t handle tears well, usually cuz it’s just some emotional bullshit about an insignificant prob. this girl’s tears were for real. she is having serious health complications, that need surgery, but she can’t afford them since she is without health insurance. cue pin dropping in silence.
earlier in class i was bitching to her about how i woke up early this morning, and had an english paper due later this afternoon. hey kyle, stfu. your problems are tedious and boring, and no one gives a shit. perspective. i’ve been so lucky to have had little complication in my life through the first 21 years and counting. i truly wish there was something i could do to help this girl, but i just don’t know how.
i do know for sure that when someone else has the balls the share a story like that with classmates she’s known for weeks only, i feel like a coward. i act brave, others are brave. perspective. seriously. i’m starting to realize no matter how bad i think times can be, someone out there has legit problems that are much worse.
just suck it up and move on with your lame is complainy story kyle, grow up.
i hate group work to start things off.
okay funny story though. i have a “non-traditional” student in my group. she just emailed me with the subject “OMG!!” it was awkward. almost as awkward as my mom’s text messages with 2 returns after each thought.
i laughed. you don’t have to. fine. no big deal.