Your personal Tumblr journey starts here
I have a theory.
If as a child, someone barely talks, they will grow up and say things without thinking about it.
My evidence is myself because I was quiet till high school when I suddenly have the balls to say whatever too whoever.
I dead ass told MY PRINCIPAL that I thought his kids like whos from Dr Seuss.
You're probably thinking that's not bad and you're right, it's what I said afterwards.
I told him, his wife, and his 5 year old son that his kid looked like the Grinch...
I said he looked like Jim Carrey's live action Grinch as a kid.
I still can't believe I said that to him and I hope his son is okay. I really meant it in the best way possible though. Grinch as a kid was cute and I meant just like the facial structure, you know.
He will never let me forget it
One time, in my freshman year of high school, there was this huge assembly that happened in the school’s auditorium. That or it was a performance of some kind, but that’s not really important.
After the “whatever it was” ended, I left with all of the other students to get back to my classroom. While I was walking into the main school building, I noticed a teeny tiny frog sitting on the ground beside some bushes. It was about the size of a thumbnail and nobody else seemed to notice it, so I went over and stood by it to make sure that no one would step on the poor thing on accident. After a while, everyone had already made their way inside the building and I was still just stood there with a tiny frog, trying to think of a way to coax the thing back into the bushes without touching it. (I touch my face a lot and the school bathrooms were terrifying, so touching things like frogs is not a good idea)
Then, out of nowhere, the schools new principal came over and asked me what I was doing. I pointed out the frog and he kind of just stood there for a second like, “you just made yourself late to class to protect a frog?” Then he just laughed a bit, picked up the frog, and plopped the tiny thing onto some leaves in the bushes. Then he just told me to get to class before I got in trouble for being late.
Pretty mush everybody in my school hated our new principal for being a hard-ass. I, however, gave him my full support. All because he decided to help me out and rescue that tiny frog.
IT’s the little things like that that make the world seem like a better place.