- person: are you athletic?
- me: I run.
- person: oh cool
- me: *whispers* a blog.
What my mom thinks I’m doing:
What I’m actually doing:
Driving in the car with the radio on, you just picked up your kids from school.
“How was school?”
“It was fine we-“
Then the radio starts playing oldies, and the your old favorite band comes on.
“Oh my God, shut up I don’t care.”
Then you start thinking about fangirling when you were a teen.
You start to remember tumblr, and all the friends you made
You slowly start to sing along
“Mom… Are you okay…?”
SHUT UP YOUR FATHER IS SINGING!
I CAN’T WITH HIM, HE’S TOO CUTE
I WILL HAVE A NAME GENORATER CHOOSE 10 URLS AND I WILL MESSAGE YOU NIALLS SKYPE (NOT HIS PERSONAL BUT ONE HE MADE TO TALK TO FANS)
YOU MUST BE FOLLOWING ME (I DO CHECK)
RANDOM GENERATOR WILL BE CHOOSING THE 10!
REBLOG AS MANY TIMES AS YOU WANT!
ENDS AT 4 PACIFIC TIME
I had to get up at seven this morning on a non-school day just to watch a tennis match in the rain. Ugh.