May 2012
April 2012
I need more camp socks.
Oreally?
Some drunk chick sat at the bar last Sunday and kept asking for drinks but we didn’t serve her because she was already wasted at 3 in the afternoon. I was talking to a coworker about how I don’t like the Miami Heat and she butted in saying don’t talk about the heat; that’s my team. And then I asked her who their center was.
Dead. She was like that’s a good question.
Now, who is really their center? Turiaf?
Ain't nothing like people being racist in front of you.
- Walking to Bauer from the parking lot, I was behind these 3 people.
- Guy 1: Did you see what happened yesterday?
- Girl: No, what happened?
- Guy 2: Yesterday, this girl just walked across the street without looking both ways and the car almost hit her.
- Guy 1: Yeah, the car hit the brakes really hard and literally swerved around the girl.
- Girl: Oh, my god. Was she Asian? (starts giggling)
- Guy 2: Surprisingly not! (starts laughing)
- Guy 1: (Says something in a foreign language and they look back at me)
- And as for me, as much as I wanted to say I don't see what is so funny about that, I chose not to answer to or dignify ignorance. I continued to have a good day.
