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I'm Victoria a 19 year old fatty girl that doesn't take shit from nobody. Yet i still think I'm pretty lame.

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Aug 28

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prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.
Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.
Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.
The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.
I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.
The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.
So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.
Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.
Fucking wasps.

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.

Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.

Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.

The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.

I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.

The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.

So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.

Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.

Fucking wasps.

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Its incredible how very simple things annoy me and frustrate me so easily. They want me to make a kaleidoscope for college (yeah i know) and im almost crying because im a huge inept at everything i attempt even if its painfully simple. I am so, so bad at everything thats arts and crafts-y or at model buildings or anything that requires me cutting and measureing.

This is literally the reason why im repeating this class. And this teacher is way more dumbed down than my last one, (last teacher made me do buildings and such, and i barely even knew what to do) but that doesnt mean I am better at this, and it frustrates me so much because its something so easy and i cant do it. It almost feels like a joke.

I dont know how people can do all these things. I barely can draw anyway. I dont know if its a perception problem but its making me very angry and making me look like a huge idiot. I just dont know what to do.


toastydoodles:

How to fix all problems in Five Nights at Freddy’s. Either that or, y’know, quitting after the first night!

(No, Pirate Cove guy, you don’t get anything. >:C)

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fouinar:

i’m doodling to pass time

fouinar:

i’m doodling to pass time

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