Mondays, not always a bad thing.
So you flail about Charlie Chaplin like a freak in class.
So you jokingly mention that time you didn’t eat for a day to go see him at the cinema last week.
So your film theory teacher gives you four free entrance coupons.
I. LOVE. THIS. SCHOOL.
Also my roomie made cookies. *brb Crying with happiness forever*
God bless you Sesame Street.
FINISHED MY GODDAMN THREE POINT PERSPECTIVE.
BRING ON FOUR POINT, BITCHES.
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I’m pretty sure I reacted the same way when I was six.
No, wait, still do :\
This is about as depressed as I can manage to look and DAMNIT NOW I AM GOING TO BED.
NO INTERNET STFU I AM.
I am actually just messing about seeing how much I can fail at using tumblr now instead of sleeping :I
DAMN YOU KITTYKEOKO.
DAMN YOU TO HELL.