"MISS IF WHAT IF I DO REALLY BAD AND GET 23/40 WILL I NOT MAKE IT IN??"
"MISS WHAT TIME SHOULD I GET THERE"
"MISS IS THE REAL TEST REALLY REALLY REALLY HARD"
"MISS CAN YOU DO THE TEST FOR ME"
"MISS WHAT IF I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE WORDS MEAN"
"MISS!!!!" " MISS!!!!! "MISS!!!!!"
Roy found me on Instagram because my user is the same as the email I gave them so now the cute lil child follows me.
Isabelle is an actual angel and I can't believe I didn't get to know them better during my time actually teaching them this past year. Mad regrets. She gave me a card that was so FUCKING NICE I would say touching but that's fucking lame. Before she gave it to me, she said "it's almost time", meaning its almost 8:30 and we don't want to go, so I checked my phone and it was 8:28. And she told me to check again and I looked at it went to 8:29. and she kept telling me to check and I was like ISABELLE WHY DO YOU KEEP TELLING ME TO CHECK THE TIME and finally the 5th time I looked, I saw the card underneath my phone.
They didn't want to leave the class at 8:30 so we just took more selfies and we had a group hug and I wished them luck for selective and it was honestly one of the saddest feelings I have ever felt. I will miss them so much.
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Did they like you or did they just want your brain
The real struggle now is do I keep tutoring at Jimmys or not?
*going to make a post with gifs from Georges Hall's it's academic run*
*two posts in 1 day, a new photoset on tumblr...I'm working hard on all the wrong things*
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