in my day being wasian meant u were hot & could turn any undergrad paper into some shit about cultural identity. I wrote a random paper re: the significance of calling cards in the Filipino diaspora. My prof thought I was a genius. We later did hook up sorry to say. That’s life..
work trip to calgary, per diem paid steak frites in hotel bed. pretending I’m a #girlboss instead of middle mgmt university administrator. do u guys remember when mad cow disease in Alberta beef shook the nation
Do you think this would work on a dad that moved to Thailand in 2003 to “teach english” and then never spoke to me again. Hypothetically
need someone to force me into uncomfortable social situations like those swim teachers that throw babies into the deep end
was just thinking maybe I faked my way into an adhd diagnosis and then I spotted this abandoned (mid-measurement?) project from last week
I like that rent and groceries are more expensive now because it has awaken my MK ultra sleeper agent grindset… now I wake up at 5am, dick in hand, ready to build my drop-shipping empire







