Senior year (2012) many students were exempt from finals because of good grades. I was one of those exempt, but needed to attend school to stay qualified for swimming. So I brought an electric skillet, bacon, eggs, milk, and pancake mix. My anatomy teacher was always late because she would be chatting with other teachers in the hall. She was lured into her room by the smell of bacon.

She asked me to crack open the window so the other classes wouldn’t smell it and come in asking for food. I ended up serving almost 30 students and teachers breakfast that day.

let’s play a game called ‘am i genuinely attracted to this person or am i just touch starved and willing to make out with anybody who looks at me twice’