The Holidays

Whenever people are excited about Starbucks holiday cups:

When people say “But it’s a holiday tradition!”:

Everyone at the mall on Christmas Eve:

The day after my mom and brother went back home:

When this crazy drunk lady came up to our table at the pub and started putting her arm around me:

Me, on Christmas day:

Whenever someone asks me to help clean up:

The day of the Mayan Apocalypse:

Me, remembering the chocolate bar I got for Christmas:

Realizing I have lots of gift cards to spend:

After I’m done belting to Les Miserables in my car:

Realizing that I have to stay up to at least midnight on Monday night:

Winter Times

Giving people a tour of our place:

Anytime I go to the mall:

If I tell a joke and no one laughs:

Having to explain what I’m doing in Canada every time I go to a party:

Whenever I watch my husband do the dishes while I’m relaxing:

If I have to clean the apartment in the morning:

Me, in the winter:

When people ask me what my hobbies are:

Every time we go to a party:

If someone is laughing extremely loud around me only to get attention, I’m like:

How I feel about the Sandy Hook incident:

So now, instead of Christmas time being fun and happy:

Seattle Memories

When my friend and I judged everyone that walked past us:

Talking about girls from high school:

During every Starbucks trip:

Trying to figure out what to do every day:

After realizing that I’d have to wake up at 6:15 to catch my ferry:

Daring each other to talk to random people:

Calling my husband at home:

When I asked my friend if she liked the Nutella crepe:

When some tour guide got mad at me for moving his sign:

After climbing up the steep streets and running through the rain:

Lazy Sunday

When someone asks me who my celebrity crush is:

If the dinner conversation starts to stray from yours truly:

After I’ve vacuumed for 3 minutes:

My answer to the people who teach fitness classes at the gym:

Me, going into any store:

When someone cancels on me:

Me, at my birthday celebration:

To all the people who leave hate comments on my blog (or anyone’s blog for that matter):

Fast Times at BHS

I’m going to do another gif post because everyone seemed to like it and I’m lazy as hell these days.  Here’s a little peek into what high school was like for me and almost everyone else in the entire world.

Walking to school:

First period:

When I missed school and people had already picked groups to work in:

When my friend and I snuck out of school and went to McDonald’s:

When I realized we had a substitute:

When we named our teams in gym:

When someone complains that there aren’t any mozzarella sticks left in the cafe:

Trying to get out of a detention:

When our gym teacher said we could take a nap in the wrestling gym:

If I got an A on anything:

When someone starts flirting with the teacher that I’m in love with:

When someone tells me that I did a big project wrong:

While trying to park in the student lot:

If we have a snow day: