i'm saige and i'm 18 and i'm going to be a freshman in college. i like movies, staying in, coffee dates, hiking small bluffs, and bread. let's be bros.
I Was Trying To Be Funny But It Came Out as Really Mean: A 5-part documentary starring me.
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“why are you wearing a hoodie it’s 90 degrees out” umm maybe because i’m hardcore? wtf
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My grandpa has Alzheimer’s so he has no idea who my grandma is but everyday for the last three or four months he brings her in flowers from their garden and asks her to run away with him and be his wife and everyday she says she already is and everyday the smile my grandpa gets on his face is the most beautiful heartfelt thing I have ever seen.
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So this summer, I got a job at my old summer camp, Fortune Lake Lutheran Camp. And when I applied (because only people of faith can be hired at a bible camp, obvs) it was really hard to write down how I felt and what I believed. It was nearing the end of the school year, the end of high school, my graduation. I felt an anticiption of loss. The anticipation of not knowing where my next meal was coming from, even though my mother wouldn’t kick me out and i knew it. I felt like in two months, I was going to be homeless, rootless, faithless, especially loveless. I think I’ve always struggled with my faith. I didn’t think that the bible camp would accept me to be on staff, especially not after the shitty answers I gave on my application and in my interview. So, I got to camp, worred about being such, as I put it, a faith baby. Someone who was so small in faith while the rest of the staff all had these ‘grace moments’ and they had testimonies and they had all faced adversity when I had faced absolutely none. And I thought that summer was going to be long and miserable and depressing. And now, just one and a half weeks into the job, i feel myself growing. I’m handling my problems on my own. I’m growing up. And I’m not nearly as depressed as I was even two weeks ago. I’ve grown up, only after a week and a half. And I can’t wait to see how new of a person I will be come August.
ITS NOT FUNNY ANYMORE OK ITS NOT FUNNY YOU ARE JUST PISSING ME OFF EVEN MORE.
