Jack Dawson… Penniless artist who wins a ticket onto Titanic in 1912, attends a first class dinner, develops a taste for the finer things in life, pockets the Heart of the Ocean, survives the sinking, pawns the diamond, spends the following ten years building his wealth and in 1922 moves to West Egg as Jay Gatsby… Millionaire with a shady past and fear of swimming pools.
This is just so perfect!
it’d be cool to speak like 20 different languages & keep it a secret from everyone & then during a time of crisis, u could speak some fluent russian to some russian guy holding a gun to your head & all your friends will be like daaamn
One of my favourite times at work was when some French guys came up to my checkout and were talking away. Obviously, I was listening, trying to follow along. Then one of them made a joke and without thinking I laughed too.
They both were like “What? You understand??”
Soon I’ll (hopefully) be able to do the same in Russian too.
Candy Crush is ruining my fucking life.