See you in hell.
When bae texts u and says her parents ain’t home
I am so impressed
this is the best one
(Source: weloveshortvideos.com, via nice-wig-janis)
| nicki: | what's good, miley? |
| miley, swiftly unraveling her blonde dreads: | who's miley i'm hannah montanna |
I’m a volunteer at an elementary school, and I spend some one-on-one time with an at-risk, young kid for a couple of hours a week. I show up to the school and sign in as usual and say hi to the office staff and head to the classroom where my kid takes classes.
I walk to the classroom, and it’s empty. This is where I fuck up. Instead of going back to the office, I proceed to walk around to the oval, basketball court and even duck my head into the library to see if the class is doing activities elsewhere. Next thing I know, a bell starts to ring and the place turns into a ghost town. Everybody seemed to have disappeared. I assume it’s a fire drill, so confused, I head to the office. I knock on the door and test the handle to see if it’s open - the door is locked.
I’ll add here that I’m 6'8", with a decent beard and I am an unfamiliar face at the school, only being here for a couple of hours a week for the last month. In a matter of minutes, the cops show up and approach me and ask me to sit on the ground. I’m freaking out by now. I explain everything and the principal comes out, recognizes me immediately and everything is resolved. Obviously a staff member I spoke to grew concerned enough by their interaction with a giant, bearded, under-dressed man with no identification searching for a small child by name to call the school into lock-down. My day could’ve played out better.
At least we all ended on good terms, and I pretended to laugh about it whilst sobbing behind my facial hair.
by meshah
(via firedrill)