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purplesurveys · 4 years ago

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Things won’t get better unless you make them better Survey by emptyspaces

Do you agree with the quote in the survey title? For the most part, yes. A lot of the good things that have happened or come to me did so because I did something about them to some extent. I wouldn’t have begun dating my girlfriend if I didn’t ask her out, I wouldn’t have gotten this internship offer if I didn’t send a letter of interest, etc.

How many windows are on the front of your house? There’s one tiny window on the left side, then on the right is one big window but with three panes.

What common problem have you never experienced? Commuting at rush hour or getting the chickenpox.

Alternatively, what's an uncommon problem you have experienced? Being chased by a giant bird that I was trying to take a quick snapshot of from a distance.

Do you know anyone who opposes marriage equality? You mean the entire Filipino population who isn’t a millennial or from Gen Z? Sure. I can give you a novel with a list of names.

Are you an early riser or a night owl? I’m...both. I barely sleep. I have a 9-6 day shift but I also accompany Gab for a few hours on her 9-6 night shift, but honestly I don’t get tired from it at all. I seem to do well with only 3-4 hours of sleep.

What was the last thing you got really emotional about? Her and I.

What's the longest amount of time you've been ill for? That week-long fever I had a few months ago. Prior to that I only ever had quick overnight fevers, so you could just imagine my horror when my fever turned into 2 days, then 3, until a whole week passed and I was still playing around 38-39ºC.

What's your cure for hiccups? I hold my breath but it doesn’t always work. I don’t have other cures for it and I just let it naturally go away.

Who is your closest male friend? My eldest cousin on my mom’s side. Or Hans, but we only ever talk when Angela’s present or involved.

Do you track your spending? Yes. I only get an allowance so it’s not much, and I especially had to track it when I was still in school because back then I had to allot for gas, food, and course readings.

Are you addicted to anything? I love love love my dogs, but I don’t know if that counts as an ‘addiction.’

What was your life like 5 years ago? Where were you living, working, etc? I was in my senior year in high school. It was two months after I went through a bad breakup, less than a month since I went through a grandparent’s death for the first time, and it was around the time I had taken the ACET. Not the best of times, and I can’t believe my life is as turbulent five years later. It just doesn’t feel fair, lol.

Have you ever let a mental health issue go untreated? It’s been untreated for around a decade now. Idk man, it will take a lot for me to be convinced to share my life story and most inner thoughts to a therapist who is also a stranger.

Do you know anyone who hunts for meat? No.

Have you ever lived with a boyfriend/girlfriend? I haven’t. I wouldn’t want that at 22, I think it’s way too early to be doing it. I don’t even have my own place yet.

What do you wash dishes with? Sponge, scrub brush, rag, something else? A sponge and the wire ball thing that makes it easier to scrape off dried rice.

Is there anything you prefer to do the old-fashioned way? Weddings. I will always fall head over heels in love over weddings where the color scheme is super simple and there aren’t a lot of over-the-top gimmicks that will kill the vibe of it being a serene ceremony.

How old were you when your parents first let you have a TV in your room? Well I shared a room with my parents and siblings up until I was 10 and we had a TV. When I was 11 and we moved in to a new house, my new room already came with my own TV. They eventually removed it when I was around 17 because I never used it anyway.

Are you more practical or creative? Practical. Not a creative bone in my body.

Have you ever seen Requiem For A Dream? I have seen it twice, unfortunately. I really should’ve seen it just the one time. I felt for the women the most, especially Marion. That girl had a goddamn dream, man.

Do you put your glasses and mugs right side up or upside down on the cabinet shelf? Upside down.

Are you planning to make any big purchases soon? Like what? For how much? Nothing big. I’m just trying to save my internship allowance so that I get to buy my parents nice things. The only purchase I’m planning for myself, admittedly, is a vape lmao and that’s like ₱199 or a little under $4. Otherwise everything is going to either savings or treating my loved ones.

Are you a recent university grad? I am indeed.

What changes to the environment/climate have you noticed in your lifetime? The highway I live on used to be peppered with trees, now there are buildings everywhere. It’s also impossible to see the stars at night, especially in Metro Manila; thankfully it’s not as bad where I live.

Do you own any power tools? We have some at home but none of them are mine.

How old were you when you first flew on a plane? 11.

Does everyone in your family get along with each other? My brother and I don’t.

What did you have for dinner last night? My dad prepared sisig and munggo, but I only ate the sisig.

What was the worst part of your childhood? The alcoholism and domestic violence I was exposed to the second I was born.

What grocery items do you buy the most frequently? I don’t buy my own groceries yet but I would say my parents go for eggs, bread, onions, garlic, frozen meat, and some veggies the most.

Have you ever seen a high school relationship last long-term? (like 10+yrs) Not from my own high school, but someone I used to work with from my first internship has been with her guy for like 15 years now or something.

Do you know any cancer survivors? Yes.

What color is your bed frame? It issssss black.

How old were you when you first started dating? I’ve never really...dated around. Doesn’t happen as a demi. I started liking someone for the first time when I was 16.

What's the highest-level science course you've taken? I’m from a humanities/arts course so I never needed to push myself when it came to science courses haha. I took only the most basic biology and physics electives because that was all that was required for journalism students in my school.

Have you ever had something stolen from you? Yes.

Leftover pizza for breakfast... yay or nay? YAY. Cold, fast food pizza is my guilty pleasure.

Do you personally know anyone who's a psychopath or sociopath? No. Again, what’s up with surveys asking the exact same questions? Y’alls telepathy games are strong, lol.

What is your most used kitchen appliance? I don’t use any of them other than the refrigerator.

#survey #surveys #took me a hot minute to get started and im highkey ready to admit im a jerk for not knowing survey etiquette slash common sense sooner #but yay survey credits!#shoutout to beth and guia for being the inspirations

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lovemesomesurveys · 4 years ago

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What Rhymes With “AIR”?

1. Are the walls of your room bare or do you have things hanging up there? I have some stuff on my walls.

2. When’s the last time you went outside to enjoy the fresh air? I briefly went outside at night on the 4th of July to see the fireworks from my driveway with my family. Prior to that I hadn’t been out of the house since May and before that it had been since March.

3. Do you watch the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air? Sometimes.

4. When’s the last time it felt like you were walking on air? I had one bad floating feeling experience from a bad edibles trip. I literally felt like I had to hold onto something to “stay grounded.” I also ended up getting sick. It wasn’t a fun time. I found out the hard way after that time that it didn’t take much of an edible for me to get high lol. It tricks you cause it can take a bit to kick in, so you think you need more, but nope.

5. Have you ever been on air, on a radio station? Yeah. I used to call to request a song sometimes back in the day and my call was on air a few times.

6. Have you ever felt like all of the air was coming out of your lungs? Yes.

7. Has it seemed as though anything has ever disappeared into thin air? Have you ever pulled an idea out of thin air? Yes! So frustrating. I’ll be using something and then put it down for a sec, only to not be able to find it where I thought I put it. Like for instance, it happens a lot when I’m wrapping presents. The pen or scissors I’m using always seem to “disappear.” RIP to all the pens that seemed to just vanish, too, throughout my school years. And yes, I’ve also pulled ideas “out of thin air.”

8. Have you ever wanted to be on “Who Wants to Be a Millionaire”? I enjoyed playing along while watching and I even had a computer game version, but nah. I wouldn’t get far at all and it’d be embarrassing. I don’t do well with being put on the spot either.

9. Do you know a billionaire in real life? No.

10. Would you like to be an heir or heiress to a fortune? I mean, I wouldn’t have been opposed to it if I was haha.

11. Would you be able to successfully get away if you ever came across a bear? I mean, there’s no way of knowing for sure, but I hope so?? Well, I hope to never be in the situation in the first place, obviously, but you know. There are people who have certainly been quite lucky in that situation and others not so much, so. I know you’re supposed to remain calm and not run, which I could probably do cause I’d likely freeze up in fear. I’ve seen videos of people, some of them have been children, who successfully got away.

12. Where’s your favorite place to go? How long does it take to get there? The beach. The closest one is like 2 hours away.

13. How often do you err on the side of caution? I’m a cautious person. And also just a big scardy cat.

14. How often do people say they’re angry with you? People don’t say that, but I know people have been upset, frustrated, disappointed, and irritated with me.

15. Do you own any long underwear? Long underwear? No...

16. How much Tupperware do you own? *shrug* A lot.

17. What color is your underwear right now? Blue and gray.

18. Do you still sleep with a teddy bear? No. I have a few stuffed animals that always sit on my bed, though.

19. What pair of your shoes has the most wear and tear? My Adidas Superstars. They’re not too bad, but you can definitely tell I wore them quite often.

20. Do you like to play Solitaire? Ha, I haven’t played since I played the computer version as a kid on like Windows 98. I played that and messed around in Paint quite a bit, ha.

21. Do you or your family own a full set of silverware? Yeah.

22. What do you have to take everywhere with you? My bag with my medicine, hand sanitizer, phone, wallet, and straws. I’d also have to take a mask with me everywhere.

23. Would you like to visit Delaware? I hadn’t really thought about it.

24. Last time you received dental care? It’s been awhile.

25. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be? I’d want to really think about that if I could only choose one destination. There’s a lot of places I’d like to travel to one day.

26. Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego? Did we ever find her? I don’t remember, ha. I used to watch the cartoon as a kid and I think I had a computer game, too.

27. Are you satisfied sitting here, taking this survey, or would you rather be elsewhere? Right here in bed is the best place for me to be right now.

28. Last time you sat in a barber’s chair? I last got my hair done back in early February.

29. Do you own any cans of compressed air? No.

30. Do you have a swivel chair at your desk? I don’t have a swivel chair or a desk.

31. Do you prefer an armchair or a rocking chair? A reclining armchair.

32. Would you rather have a beanbag chair or a hanging swing chair in your room? Hanging swing chair.

33. What’s the last non-survey related questionnaire that you had to fill out? This like 4 page questionnaire that one of my doctors hands out every visit. It’s the same exact questionnaire, too.

34. Are there any crimes that you feel make someone deserving of the electric chair? Yes, like serial killers.

35. Do you know anyone who uses a wheelchair? Yeah, me.

36. Do you know anyone who is on welfare? Yes.

37. Do you play Modern Warfare? Nope. Never had an interest in playing that.

38. Do you ever feel like life is unfair? Of course.

39. Have you ever visited Times Square? No. I’ve never been to New York, but I’d love to one day. I wasn’t sure when I’d be able to go before everything this year, but now I really don’t know.

40. Do you tell people to “take care” at the end of a conversation with them? It’s not something I regularly say, but yeah sometimes.

41. Where is somewhere that you would like to move to? I’m not sure.

42. What is something in your home that needs to be repaired? A couple things.

43. What kind of sleepwear do you own? I wear leggings and oversized graphic tees for pjs and my normal attire.

44. What skin care products do you use? I haven’t been using any.

45. Do you have any spyware on your computer? Apple computers come with all that stuff.

46. Do you own any sportswear? What sports? Nope. Not a sports fan.

47. Do you like Fred Astaire? I know who he is and I’ve seen clips of his dance scenes, but I haven’t actually watched any of his films. Well, I’ve heard his voice work in the Santa Clause is Comin’ to Town movie/cartoon, but that’s all.

48. How long does it take you to prepare a meal? The only thing I cook is ramen, which takes like 10 minutes or so (I’m including the time to boil the water).

49. Do you know anyone named Pierre? No.

50. Are you going nowhere fast? It has and does feel that way. :/

51. How often do you have a nightmare? Not often, thankfully.

52. How often are you able to catch something in mid-air? *shrug*

53. What do your lawn chairs look like? We don’t have any lawn chairs.

54. How many chairs are at your dining/kitchen table? We don’t have a dining/kitchen table either.

55. Favorite type of footwear? Adidas sneakers.

56. When’s the last time one of your senses were impaired? From what? I wear glasses if that counts?

57. Have you ever been in a hot air balloon before? Noooo.

58. Do you have a good health care plan? Yes.

59. Last time you went to the hardware store? I don’t go to the hardware store.

60. Have you ever played foursquare before? Yeah, I liked playing that in elementary school.

61. Do you own any types of eyewear? Yep, my glasses.

62. What brand of cookware do you have a lot of? Cuisine Art, probably.

63. Nothing can compare to: You. 🎶 Ha.

64. Have you ever worked in a childcare center? No.

65. Do you have a “beware of dog” sign on your gate? No.

66. Have you ever attended daycare as a child? No.

67. Are you very aware of your surroundings? Yes.

68. Have you ever had an au pair or a nanny before? No. My aunts, grandparents, or older brother babysat me.

69. Do you know anyone who has had an affair? Yes.

70. How much are you willing to spend on airfare? I don’t know, it would depend on certain factors regarding the trip.

71. Who do you care about the most? My loved ones.

72. Are you more likely to choose truth or dare? Truth, never dare. Or just not play at all, ha.

73. Have you ever seen the Blair Witch Project before? Yeah. Major cringe.

74. Do you like the name Claire? Would you spell it with or without the I? Sure. I like the spelling with the “I.”

75. Last time you went to a fair? When I was a kid.

76. What can be done to make life more fair? Gah.

77. How much are you willing to spend on cab fare? I don’t know. Again, it would depend on certain factors.

78. Do you have a lot of flair? No.

79. Do you own flare jeans? No.

80. Is there a glare on your computer screen right now? Yes.

81. When’s the last time someone glared at you? I say my doggo gives me attitude and “the eye” sometimes, ha. Like when I tell my parents or brother that I gave her treats, so don’t let her trick you into getting more. She gives me a look like, “gee, thanks a lot for ratting me out!”

82. What type of hair do you have? (color, length, texture, etc) How often do you wash it? Red, long, wavy hair. I wash it every 2-3 days.

83. Do you know the difference between a rabbit and a hare? Yeah.

84. Do you like to eat eclairs? I haven’t had one in a long time, but they are delicious.

85. What do you consider to be your lair? My room.

86. A female horse is called a mare. What is a male horse called? A baby horse? A male horse is a stallion and a baby is called a foal

87. Have you ever used Nair before? Did it work? Blech, yeah I tried it when I was like 13/14. It worked, but it smelled SO bad.

88. Has anyone ever told you to “grow a pair”? No.

89. What is something that you own a pair of? Shoes.

90. What is a rare quality that you have? I can’t think of one.

91. Last food you pared? I don’t peel or chop anything.

92. Do you know someone who is a debonair? No.

93. Do you like to scare others for fun? No.

94. What is something that scares you? The present and the future.

95. Do you like Sonny and Cher? “I don’t know if all that’s true, but you got me and baby I got you. Babe. I got you, babe.”

96. Do you know how to share? Do you like to share? Yeah.

97. Have you ever played a snare drum before? No.

98. What do you do with your spare change? Put it in one of my purses/bags.

99. Do you know how to put on a spare tire? No. I’ve never tried to.

100. Have you ever gotten a spare while bowling before? I think so.

101. When’s the last time you wished someone would spare you the details? Recently, when someone shared something that was TMI.

102. Do you win games fair and square? Yes. I like to just have fun and friendly competition, there’s no need to cheat or get upset about it.

103. Do you know how to find the square root of something? Yeah.

104. What are the characteristics of a square shape? 4 equal sides.

105. Have you ever been called a square before? Haha, yeah, jokingly. Well, the times I know of, ha. An “L-7 wienie.”

106. Do you prefer the elevator or the stairs? Well, I have to take the elevator.

107. Do you ever stare at other people? No. I’ve had to deal with that (people staring at me) all my life, though.

108. How often do you swear? Not that often.

109. Do you ever “swear on your life”? I don’t say that.

110. What do you like to “tear up”? An order of boneless wings from Wingstop, ha.

111. What type of wares would you sell? I don’t have anything to sell.

112. What kinds of clothing do you like to wear? Comfy clothing--leggings and oversized tees.

113. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare before? Nope.

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#personal #text #survey #surveys #long survey

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soflsms · 6 years ago

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( sorry I'm late to the party im in pst so i was at work til now sdkfjl ) ANYWHO hi pals what the h*ck is up !! im chloe , im 21 , i use she / her pronouns & im a broke a$$ geography major !! i am SO excited to be her & get to rp with all y’all bc judging by your apps skdflj i fuck with u all . anywho ill stop my rambling , below the readmore is stuff about sofie & some wcs !!

trigger warning !! sex work , deportation , neglect , bad writing , alcoholism & substance abuse

HAILEY BALDWIN / SHE/HER / TWENTY TWO / BILLIE EILISH VC

welcome to los angeles , sofie almeda ! the glitterati has been watching you . rumour has it you made your first mark in the industry two years ago & that your net worth currently stands at 8m . it seems as though you’re enjoying being a singer since relocating from harlem , new york city . some might say you’d be a good fit for the glitterati due to your hollywood ranking being a solid #3, & it helps that fans speak so highly of your individualistic & assiduous ways . unfortunately , our sources cite that those closest to you aren’t particularly impressed with your self-destructive & choleric tendencies .

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name : sofie sydney almeda

nicknames : sof

age : twenty - two .

birthday : december eleventh .

zodiac : sagittarius .

gender : cisfemale ( though doesn’t vibe with the idea of being STRICTLY a WoMaN , she finds labels restrictive ) .

pronouns : she & her .

height : 5 ′ 6 ″ .

hometown : recife , brazil & harlem , new york city .

nationality : american , brazilian .

ethnicity : english , portuguese .

label(s) : the venereal , the bellwether , the opulent , the anaxiphile .

occupation : singer ( vc billie eilish ) .

quirks : fidgeting , allergic to shellfish , walks quickly , cracks knuckles , always wears her lucky ‘ st christopher ’ necklace from her grandmother , has a weird ability to talk herself out of trouble , can tie a cherry stem in her mouth , messy emotionally but on - point physically , vvv bad driver , loves a good theme party , can’t get through the day without multiple cups of coffee , refuses to wear glasses in public even though she’s quite far - sighted , always carries hand sanitizer , prefers rain over sunshine .

background

her mother , marcia almeda , was a recent graduate from secondary school who packed a backpack and went traveling !! before long tho she ended up knocked up by another backpacker , this one american , while they were having a fling in sydney ( hence sofie’s middle name lmao @ her mom’s humor ) . she flew back home when she found out & never told sofie’s father oops !! so marcia had sofie at home in recife just before her nineteenth birthday , and marcia was enthralled w little sofie . ofc she inherited her mother’s beauty ( i hc marcia looks like alessandra ambrosio bc hello ! ) & little sofie lived a happy early childhood life in her grandparents’ home in recife.

brazil isn’t the safest of countries & marcia didn’t want the same dangers she experienced growing up for her young daughter , so around sofie’s eighth birthday , her & her mother packed up and went on a ‘ trip ’ to new york city . joke’s on sofie , though - it wasn’t actually a trip , but rly they were trying to move there to find sofie’s father to confirm his paternity and get sofie american citizenship . it was proving more difficult than she thought , & marcia was quickly running out of money . with a face like hers , though , making money wasn’t too difficult , but it was time consuming . marcia found herself escorting older men in order to pay the bills , all the while leaving little sofie to fend for herself . some of her earliest memories are of strange men in their tiny apartment & sofie trying to block out their conversations with her lil cassette player hiding in the corner of her room . eventually , marcia was able to contact the father & they set up a meeting . sofie had gotten her hopes up that she would finally have a dad ( she got dressed up in her sunday best & everything bc reuniting her dad was a BIG deal ) , but the meeting ended up being a quick exchange of words , a mouth swab and a couple signatures . sofie never even learned his name , & this queued up a lifetime of daddy issues & distrust of men !!

while marcia was able to stay in america much longer than she was legally supposed to , eventually she was facing deportation , which meant lil sofie , with her citizenship finally confirmed , was put into the hands of her father who sent off to an american boarding school in new york without even contacting her . she would spend the summers in brazil with her mother or , as she got older , couch - surfing with different friends throughout the months . she started growing apart from her mother as she aged since she wasn’t going home every summer since she didn’t rly feel any connection to brazil . her grandfather had passed away & she only has faint memories grandmother , plus the city wasn’t at all familiar to her & she wasn’t practicing her portuguese after her mother returned to brazil .

through it all , music was proving to be the one constant in her life she could use to escape from reality . she had never done any training or classes , but she just liked singing along to whatever was on the radio & practicing on her own . she also found a passion for writing poetry which she later would realize was compatible with music . she would spend HOURS in the school library working on garage band lmfao bc she couldn’t afford her own laptop to produce music & her dad sent just enough money as he was legally supposed to . but she worked her lil tushy off & applied to a music academy in nyc & was rejected the first year ( DEVASTATING when mixed with her impostor syndrome & daddy issues ) but she practiced more & more & edned up getting accepted the next year . here , she worked on her vocal skills & music production , & started accumulating her own music & selling songs to music producers on the side for some ca$h money .

by the time she was 16 the state decided she was old / mature enough to live on her own so she got a TINY lil studio apartment in harlem where she’d grown up with her mum & she had friends who she’d grown up with . while it wasn’t the safest neighbourhood statistically sofie felt safe & just like one of the neighbourhood kids . it was the first time she genuinely felt like she belonged .

she was accepted on full scholarship to nyu & majored in music composition & vocal performance where she started finally feeling secure in herself & released her own music on soundcloud , quickly amassing a following & becoming an ‘ up & coming ‘ artist !! she was contacted by a scooter braun type guy who was interested in taking her on under his management so she dropped out of uni in her 2nd year ( bc tbh her grades in anything other than her music classes were v subpar ) . soon enough producers wanted to work with her & she was making enough that she didn’t have to sell her songs which she hated doing but had to pay the bills u know . oh & her vc is billie eilish bc ofc shes my queen go stream when we all fall asleep where do we go on spotify u won’t be disappointed

she also started getting into the partying scene here yikes !! it was a method for her to numb all her pain from her past & impostor syndrome & drown all that out in pills or tequila . it rly wasn’t healthy bc of how she would binge for a weekend then try to stay sober throughout the week but failing by about wednesday when she started to feel hollow . she wasn’t gonna be a one hit wonder & her mom sure as hell didn’t go through all that trouble just for sofie to be a nobody addict !! so she kept it together enough to start making big bucks & well ……. here she is :~)

personality

sofie blames it on her brazilian heritage but this bitch loves a party !! like shes the one who gets happy drunk at the pre then is the first on the dance floor then later falls out of the club & into some rando’s bed !! in the back of her mind she knows her drug & alcohol use is self - destructive but she figures shes allowed to let loose sometimes ( even if that ends up being most nights ) ; rly she’s just in denial bc she doesn’t want to change her ways & lose her identity !!

doesn’t put labels on her gender identity or sexual orientation . she finds them restrictive & useless for herself , labels would only be to satisfy others . she doesn’t see herself as 110% female either like she’s all about gender being a social construct / a spectrum ; some days she’ll get dolled up & wear heavy makeup & six inch heels , some days she’ll walk around in a bun & tracksuit & trainers . anyone who asks abt it will swiftly get 2 middle fingers in their face !! shes uncontrollable i swear

puts up a tough bad - ass front like billie does aksjdh like nah nothing can hurt me im bulletproof !! but is rly just kinda broken underneath . she doesn’t even let her closest friends know how hurting she is bc she doesn’t wanna burden them . she rly uses mmusic as an outlet tho so she’ll act totally tough then go to the studio & record all about her heartache . will NEVER let someone see her cry no matter how close she is with them . she rly sees it as a sign of weakness & shes in a much better place than she was 5 years ago so she figures she’s not ALLOWED to feel anything but grateful .

this bitch overthinks everything !! half the time she isn’t rly listenning to whoever bc she’s thinking about what they just said & if they’re mad with her . she’s that friend who will ask u to come over to formulate the perfect text response & fuss over it for hours . that being said , if someone talks shit abt anyone shes tight with , they’re gonna get it the next time she sees them . she isn’t about violence & would never get into a physical fight , but she’d work behind the scenes to ruin their life . but then she pretends like she rly doesn’t care though its obvious to those close to her that she cares way too much

has a very hard time expressing love bc she didn’t have much practice w it growing up . she was on her own most of her young life so even if her mom would tell her te amo she would be like uh huh gtg bye !!

tldr ; poor bitch w abandonment issues who was able to get out of it by channeling her energy into music & numbing the stress with pills or alcohol which she def still overuses but she doesn’t think its a problem !! yikeroony !! loves partying & having a good time , puts up a tough front but is rly soft underneath .

wanted (* = mw)

friends from high school !! - people sof stayed with in the summer bc she wasn’t going home to brazil .

friends from music school !! - she def felt like an outsider among the music prodigies at this school , & maybe this person was one of the ppl she actually connected with .

come out & play !! this person acts as a good influence to sofie . they’re level - headed & very grounding , & sofie doesn’t let it show but they’re really important to her . this is the Softest billie song ( prob bc it was for an ad skdj ) & they inspired it bc it’s how she feels when shes with them . they encourage her to be all that she can be & they believe in her , & they’re prob the one person sofie trusts the most which is SAYING something !!

*exes on bad terms !! - ok this would basically be based on all the songs billie has about a failed relationship / heartbreak !! shes got a bunch . im thnking maybe she was actually rly into them but had a hard time expressing it bc she’s never been good with emotional expression , & it led to the relationship feeling ?? unfaithful / disconnected ?? idk but she rly loved them & is still nursing that heartbreak . ( x , x , x )

the paris to her nicole !! - ok i f*cking hate that i said this but she’s nicole richie its true !! she needs a messy gal pal exactly like how paris & nicole are i stan them ( x , x , x )

roommate !! - bc of her abandonment issues she rly doesn’t like living alone so prob is the roomie who will sleep in their bed from time to time bc she doesn’t like being totally alone .

*when the party’s over !! - these two have been hooking up for a while no strings attached but recently feelings have been caught !! & now they still hook up quite often but sofie’s kinda harboring feelings & pretending all is well but she rly hopes they’ll just stay the night from time to time , & gets secretly heartbroken when she sees them flirting or leaving with someone else . they can also have feelings if u want that angst :~)

fwb !! - sofie is pretty transparent when it comes to what she wants & she’s got a bad habit of replacing dealing with problems with getting laid !! like u know in movies when the man opens his wallet and a row of like 20 pictures of different women fall out ?? that’s sof’s aesthetic . she’s got a bunch of fwb of all genders so bring me some pls

***mutual dislike / copycat !! self - explanatory , sofie thinks this person is copying her in everything she does & thinks its annoying af so she wrote a song abt it & hopes they indirectly get the message even if she drops not so subtle hints . skfldjh itd be messy pls !!

party buddies !! - someone who encourages sofies wild ways . when the two get together its usually to get drunk or high & thats the way they like it . sofie doesn’t feel judged by them as she does by others who don’t get obliterated at every social event ( what an idea !! ) so she rly values them , even if she doesn’t express it

** 8 !! - someone who kinda reluctantly got into a relationship with sofie out of maybe a desire to save her from herself ?? like u know that good girl bad boy trope where the girl tries to save the boy from whatever he’s struggling with ? that’s them but the roles are just reversed - good guy , bad girl . it was kinda just filled w her being self - destructive & confiding in him but not rly reciprocating the care so he became kinda distant bc of it . tbh she prob knew he was too good for her but had a sliver of hope he wouldn’t leave her even tho eventually she became too much for him . ( lyrics : you said, "don't treat me badly", but you said it so sadly, so I did the best I could, not thinkin' you would have left me gladly. i know you're not sorry, why should you be? 'cause who am I to be in love, when your love never is for me?” )

good influence !! this person can tell that her beahvior is unhealthy & are trying to gently nudge her abt it . she can tell what they’re doing but her addict brain is telling her its invasive & threatening so shes not the fondest of this person , but deep down she really appreciates them

music buddies !! these two are both in the music industry & rather than it being competitive , they’ve developed a friendship from it & enjoy working together .

* someone sofie ghostwrites for !! for whatever reason , this muse doesn’t write their own songs & instead pays sofie to write them for them . she doesn’t love it but its a way to make money & give away songs she doesn’t feel attached to but are worth something . maybe its tense bc they claim the songs as their own & sofie doesn’t like it , this could be ~escandolo~ later !!

*** my boy ( high school bf ) !! - ok tea this song is the one that broke her into the industry . she produced it all herself & just relased it to her soundcloud thinking it wouldn’t rly go anyway but !! joke’s on yung sofie . essentially he thought the relationship was going well , she’d met his family & they rly liked her but !! sof was feeling kinda smothered & told herself he was lying & cheating on her n shit so she wrote a song about it !! & once it was starting to get attention he was like ….. uhhh what the fuck & she was like haha sorry !! so they broke up & ever since its been animosity , but she realizes she fucked up but it launched her career so she doesn’t know whether to keep up the idgaf i hurt you or apologize .

* ex - friends !! ok pls i have this hc where sofie got way too high one night & slept with this person’s dad or sibling or smth !! u know that line in ‘ bad guy ’ where she goes ‘ might seduce your dad type ? ’ ya that’s got sofie written ALL over it !! & now they’re not friends bc sofie can’t keep it in her pants but both sides kinda misses the other but are too stubborn to say anything :~(

exes from college / high school !! - ok honestly i just love all the exes plots . gimme someone who like maybe they were hooking up & decided to give it a shot dating & it worked for a while but ultimately fell apart bc of sof’s inability to open up. maybe theres still tension or maybe theyre friends now !!

* lovely !! - i need a male voice for khalid’s part in lovely bc i need this song in my life bc its a whole ass sofie mood ok .

i’ve also got a wanted connections tag linked HERE dksfj there's not much in it yet but feel free to check it out . ok i love y'all

#glitterati.intro #excited to be here :~)

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a-k-a-loser · 6 years ago

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1. are you religious?

nope! i was raised catholic tho and i still hold on to some of the weird catholic habits. i’d call myself aesthetically catholic

2. what animal do you think you’re most like?

hmmmmmmmm a cat?? or some weird bird maybe??????

3. how do you take your coffee?

too much sugar and some milk, i also like flavored coffees and cold brew!!

4. how old were you when you had your first kiss?

still haven’t had my first kiss yet actually!

5. museum date or aquarium date?

i work at a museum that has an aquarium, so neither! but aquarium definitely

6. do you have any tattoos or piercings? do you want more?

my ears are pierced and i have one tattoo! i want to get my nose pierced and i commissioned my friend to draw a new tattoo for me a while ago and i haven’t got it yet, i have a short list of some others i want too!!

7. favorite fruits?

raspberries! i’m actually not really a fruit person, i prefer vegetables

8. favorite vegetables?

zucchini!! squash, celery, asparagus, snap peas, it’s a very long list tbh!!

9. i’ll only date you if _____. (fill in the blank)

you’re taller than me lol idk actually??? the bar is so low

10. do you cry a lot?

yes, always, just assume i’m crying right now

11. who are your closest friends?

i don’t have a ton of friends, so i’m pretty close with all the ones i have, because there’s like 4 of them, but i think my closest friend might be my friend mckenzi, i’ve known her since the 4th grade and she’s the best

12. have you ever been a part of a protest or a march?

i haven’t! there aren’t a lot of protests or marches locally, so it’s not really easy for me to attend any, also my parents are p against the idea of protesting and i live with/am financially dependent on them rn sooooooo

13. do you play any video games?

YES!!!!! i am a HUGE dragon age fan, dragon age 2 is my favorite! rn i’m playing a lot of rdr2 and i love it so much!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

14. did you ever have an emo or scene phase?

i wanted to!!! really badly!!!! but my mom would never let me cut or dye my hair, and i didn’t get to wear any of the ~super cool scene/emo clothes~ and i’m a little thankful because no embarrassing scene phase pics but also :(

15. what color is most of your wardrobe?

it’s mostly dark colors, but i think other than black it’s a pretty even split between blue and green right now

16. what do you like to do for fun?

aaaaaaaaaa mostly video games, sometimes drawing, i like to go outside or go to the park on kinda cloudy days, when it’s cool and there are no bugs out!

17. what is your biggest fear?

geese probably, or dying alone, it’s a tossup really

18. name a subject you know a lot about.

i know a lot of useless video game lore stuff!! and some other weird random topics because i go on internet deep dives when i get really curious about stuff

19. favorite fictional characters?

AAAAAAAAAAAAA i have too many tbh, atm arthur morgan owns my ass

20. do you read a lot? what are your favorite books?

i don’t read as much as i used to, so i’m including comics/manga in this, i really like junji ito’s work. i have tomie, gyo, and uzumaki, i also really love les miserables! and i was really into warrior cats as a kid

21. how would you describe your style?

a mess, and not even a hot mess

22. did you have a favorite stuffed animal when you were little? do you still own it?

yes!! i have a stuffed animal of the three headed dog from harry potter (don’t know his name because idgaf about harry potter tbh) and i love him and i still sleep with him in my bed!

23. what’s something most people love that you hate?

ummmmmm idk brussels sprouts i guess????

24. do you think you’re a good singer?

no, horrible, as anyone who has ever ridden in a car with me

25. who do you live with?

my mom, my little brother, and our pets!!

26. favorite desserts?

CHEESECAKE

27. what is the best decision you’ve made in your life so far?

idk, yesterday i ate a bunch of honeysuckles i found in my yard and that was p good

28. favorite makeup brands?

not sure, i use drugstore makeup and i don’t really pay attention to the brand???? just like??? the cheapest matte full coverage makeup available at the store

29. favorite clothing stores/brands?

again not really, most of my favorite clothes come from goodwill, and when i buy clothes not from goodwill i’m looking mostly for stuff that’s comfortable and fits

30. what was your first job?

i still have my first job! i work at a children’s museum, i do kids parties, summer camps, and i tell people not to touch things!

31. do you take a lot of naps?

not really, but when i do sleep i can sleep for like 10+ hours sometimes

32. what is your favorite part about your body?

hmmmmmmmmmmmm??????? like maybe my nose??? or my shoulders?

33. are you more dominant or more submissive?

i stop typing when i see that the person i’m texting is typing, so i’m gonna day submissive

34. are you more outgoing or more shy?

it depends on like my mood and where i am, i can be very outgoing but i’m actually pretty shy in general

35. how tall are you?

5’5” ish

36. what is your body type?

lil chubby i guess

37. favorite flower?

hyacinth!

38. favorite planet?

venus!

39. what do you want to dress up as for halloween this year?

A WEREWOLF! or my finished taako cosplay!

40. do you prefer to date people the same age as you, younger, or older?

my age or older! anyone who is younger than me is a baby as far as i’m concerned!

41. describe the person you’re in love with/have a crush on in great detail.

i’d rather not

42. who is your biggest inspiration?

not really sure??

43. do you have any kinks?

nope

44. do you own any pets?

i have 2 dogs and 2 cats!

45. which celebrity do people say you look the most like?

none of them, this one time a guy who was cutting my hair said that short hair made me look like natalie portman but that is a lie

46. do you like sports?

sorta? i want to get into hockey and i used to play volleyball! when i was kid i liked to go to baseball games

47. have you ever seen a broadway musical?

no :(((((((( but i have seen some local plays!

48. what is your favorite kind of food?

vegetals

49. would you rather be a fairy or a mermaid?

fairy

50. what is your instagram?

a_k_a_loser

51. glossy lips or matte lips?

i don’t wear lipstick, but i like the look of matte lipstick!

52. do you like cherry, grape, blue raspberry, watermelon, or green apple jolly ranchers the best?

green apple!!!!!!!!!!

53. what are your best personality traits?

i can be very patient and i think i’m pretty loyal!

54. what is your ethnicity?

i am very white, but i’m also 1/4 puerto rican

55. what different hair colors have you had?

red, blonde, grey, pink, orange, silver, and right now it’s blue/green on one side!

56. favorite disney princess?

moana!

57. favorite album of 2017?

going grey!

58. have you ever had braces?

yes! and then i didn’t wear my retainer and now my teeth are fucked again!!

59. favorite holiday?

HALLOWEEEN!!!!!!!

60. post a selfie.

61. are you a good swimmer?

not at all!

62. do you wear jewelry?

sometimes, i don’t really wear earrings or necklaces very often because they make me feel too feminine, but i like rings and bracelets!

63. can you play any instruments?

no :((

64. do you have any siblings?

yes! i have two brothers! i’m the middle child

65. are your grandparents still alive? how old are they?

both of my grandfathers have passed away, but both of my grandmas are alive and in their 80s!

66. who knows the most about you?

uhhhh idk, probably my cousin @olds-paper

67. are you a more quiet person or do you talk a lot?

little of both?? it really depends on who i’m with!

68. what advice would you give to your 13 year old self?

DONT CUT YOUR HAIR TO LOOK LIKE ALICE FROM TWILIGHT, YOU WILL LOOK BAD

69. how many pillows do you sleep on?

#ask loser #me #mine #my face #this took way too long #but also thank you???#like???????#i love talking about me??????

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smellycinnamonthundahfudge · 6 years ago

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a year ago, i was tagged by @suplosers on two questionnaires and it is only now, a year later that i was able to answer em. i’m so sorry it took me this long but yah i’m just glad to get thru dis milestone, answering the first tumblr get to know ya post i was @ at... yaayyy ^^

rules: answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people.

I tag: tbd haha i still have to dig thru meh notifs to see which ones apparently took an interest in me so i’d like to take an interest in as well haha but oh @you-guys--are-losers, ur doing this whahaha hope it’s not too much of a bother, no presh watsoever ;3

the last

1. drink: ughh it's dis shitty stuff called hydrite w/c is basically salt water cus im sick rn and it's supposed to rehydrate ur shts or something hahaha

but dat was like a week ago... as of da moment i posted dis, it’s coffee from mini stop dat i drank at like 530 in da morn while i waited until i could enter the school cus i had to commute 3 hours w/ lil to none sleep

2. phone call: my father or one of my best friends

3. text message: the last one i texted was my sister and the last one i got a text from was dis org in school about the location for recruitment/auditions/interview

4. song you listened to: billy jean by michael jackson and i listened to it for meh tomdaya fic hahaha. But i also listened to halo by beyonce, untouchable and dress by taylor swift, and some other songs magmt mentions in her tomdaya fic hehe a week ago

rn, a metal cover of toxic by our last night

5. time you cried: haha i don't actually remember the context of it (i could find out tho haha cus i sent da pic to my best friend) but i took a pic of it while i did it which was on... july 16 hahaha. Oh but w8 oh sht i think i cried after that fudge w8 i don't remember the date (i think i can find this out too hahaha) but i wrote a sortof goodbye confessions letter to one of my dear friends and i wrote there that i externally cried (b4 i just said internally haha) so i'm not entirely sure i cried but i think im pretty sure i teared up hehe

6. dated someone twice: hahaha i haven't even had a legit love interest yet 😆😂 buuutt my best friend and i have "dated" as in spent entire days together w/ just the two of us, we even went to mcdonalds for valentine's day and got each other gifts hihihi aahhh gosh i miss her :'(

7. kissed someone and regretted it: haha im not even sure if dis happened and i have no plans on asking her about it but i remember when i was a kiddo, when my sis came home for some reason i kissed her on the lips hahaha dont remember if accidental or i just brain farted heck i aint even sure if it happened but das all i can answer cus well like i said, see #6 😆😂😆😂

8. been cheated on: hhmmm probs not, i have no idea if ive been cheated on in an unromantic way hahaha but in da romantic way, like i said, no love interest hahaha

Oh w8 does being someone's crush (i aint sure but it seemed like it) and crushing on dat dude but dat dude crushing on someone else too count as cheating? 😆😂😆😂

9. lost someone special: yes, all of my grandparents are dead. I've also lost pets, and i fear i may lose some of my friends due to the distance among us in this time of our lives

10. been depressed: i always wanna be careful over how to define depression. Like wat constitutes it... but yes, i think i have. Not sure, mind you, but yes, at the beginning of gr 7 i was really alone, i think i was bullied and i think i was depressed and going thru a really dark phase of my life back then. But then again, i have to say, i'm not sure.

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: hahaha nope. I'm looking forward to getting drunk tho. Im currently underage so im not allowed to drink dat much yet but yeah i wanna know my limits hehehe i hope im da kinda gurl who can handle her liquor but i have drank and i have to say it made me all loopy and weird and just like woke or high or something hahaha so yeah man im excited to get trashed on my 18th bday hahaha (hopefully i get to do this tho huhuhu)

3 favourite colours

12. Pink

13. Blue

14. Gray

in the last year have you

15. made new friends: yyeeesssss and i'm so glad i have hihi. I have made friends w/ a select group of my blockmates and they're awesome and weird, i hope to strengthen our bond in da future hehe. Ooohhh and i sure hope that you guys are losers is my friend cus she's been rlly great :')

16. fallen out of love: i guess the closest i've come to falling out of love in a romantic way is moving on from da heavy crushin on meh crush. But i dunno, i still think he's a unicorn n pretty special to me so i dunno hahaha.

But bro, i do think i have fallen out of love. With tv shows, with characters. Like i used to be so passionate about a few shows and characters but now all i have towards them is regret heck i cant even remember wat dey are but i know dat der was love lost. I know it.

17. laughed until you cried: hahaha yaasss i think so. It's either when i was with my best dearest friends or during the class of dis really cool and funny as heck joker teacher who makes us laugh in EVERY SINGLE CLASS hahaha ahhh das guy's so cool

18. found out someone was talking about you: oohh yah yah i think so. Either from my best friends or from a few of my old classmates i care about and had gotten close with. Da best friend ones was about something in my past/history (g7) and the classmates one i think was just dem talking about me and they told me about it ooohhh i think it was my crush hahahaha. They told me dat my crush actually admired me a lot hehe. There was one time my friend (the one who told me about dis) was putting make up on me for a school film, and my crush was da cam guy and he told my friend i looked pretty. Sooo im pretty lucky dat- oh sht w8 i dunno if it's dis year but oh w8 no, it was on my bday last year (dec 20) and da same friend said she was sorry cus apparently da bois make fun of me or something and she was sorry cus she laughed along too hahaha but i didnt mind cus i know im weird and i dont even know what dey say about me in da first place hahahaha. Ok das it im done, i think ive overshared now hahaha 😆😂😆😂

19. met someone who changed you: my best friends. Ive thought about it based on wat sup losers said about change for da better and i dont rlly think of change as something dat happens quick, i think it happens over time and u dont even notice it. So ok oh sht i think im wrong cus i met my best friends 4/6 years ago hahaha but for reals tho, i was in a dark place and if it werent for dem i think id still be lost lonely and sad. Uuhhmmm in regards to answering the question correctly, i guess my blockmates count since they inspire/challenge me to be better. OH SHT W8 i def think you guys are losers and dead end street and tomdaya receipts and tout de suite have changed me hehehe. Da first 2 in dat dey inspired me to write more hehe. Da 1st one inspired me to do this so i think this counts as change hehe. And da last 2 changed me in dat bcus i met dem, i became OBSESSED w/ tomdaya hahaha.

20. found out who your friends are: yes, i have actually. And it's all because i am now currently a college freshman as well as my friends.

21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: hahaha my fam i guess hahaha. But no one in a romantic context.

general

22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: hhmmm i guess id say about 200 since i know 4 sections of around 40 ppl and da rest is like fam and ppl ive met once/twice or have passed by haha

23. do you have any pets: yaaaassss 3 doggos: albie, juju, and biggie girl. Juju has a pupper named tchalla called dat cus he black hehehe and biggie has 2 biglets named mermer (meredith) and crissy (cristina) cus they're sisters 😍😊😊

My fam have also had a buncha dogs n puppers before but they were either given away or passed away. My bro also has dis cat named bob and i think he counts as a semi pet since my bro's home is a fam home.

24. do you want to change your name: uuhhh i wish i had an alliterative name like superheroes. Buutt im pretty happy w/ my name :')

25. what did you do for your last birthday: oohhhh i think i was at my section's christmas party it was pretty nice n emotional and i spent da rest of da day w/ 2 of meh best friends who bought me cake n food when my own fam didn't 😆😂😆😂

26. what time did you wake up: 4 am to shit cus im sick, but fell asleep again and officially got up around 730 or 8ish

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: haha tryna stay awake cus i had to drink meh meds and failed oh so much and i think i was asleep by midnight hahaha

28. name something you can’t wait for: tomdaya content, chatting/being w/ my best friends, watching da stuff i wanna watch, tumblring, reading sht i wanna read, vacation, writing fanfics, learning how to do a buncha stuff (write screenplays, make films n gifs, draw better), my bday when i hopefully get to do wat i want haha, avengers 4 and smffh, and captain marvel and antman and the wasp too i guess haha oh and the incredibles 2 and httyd 3 😍😍😍 oohhh and crazy rich asians

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: on monday which was when i was at home and not at my dad's n sis' n i's apartment in manila for school/work

31. what are you listening to right now: commercials on da tv as i answer this long ass questionnaire hahaha

32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: hahaha i had to think about dis one but yah i have actually haha he was my gr 8 class mate n i like to think semi friend back den at least haha. Oh w8 but he doesn't go by tom tho, it's just thomas haha

33. something that is getting on your nerves: myself hahaha my shitty lazy ass procrastinating self hahaha 😅🙍

34. most visited website: fb specifically messenger, youtube, and tumblr

35. hair colour: hmmm black w/ a bit of brown i guess (ASIAN, YO! 😆😂😆😂)

36. long or short hair: neither, medium i guess haha. I like how long hair looks but it's such a bother n hassle haha. So i def would prefer short hair on a practical standpoint hahaha (im actually thinking of shaving the hair above my nape, yknow on da back of my head hehe)

37. do you have a crush on someone: well i dont have dat much of a crush on da crush i mentioned before, like i said haha. I have a crush on tomdaya, does dat count? 😆😂

38. what do you like about yourself: hahahaha nothing 😆😂😆😂🙍

Naahh uhhh i guess i like how much i love tv shows, i love meh fangirl self, and i like how diff n unique n weird i am, how i stand out, n dat i think my dreams are noble n worth tryin out. N i like how supportive n nice i am n im just chill on da outside haha. N sometimes i like meh face hehe. And i think dat im hilarious n weird n ppl should appreciate me more hahaha das y i crave for more validation dan consulting researchers hahaha (no one laughs at dat jokes and it's like im da only one who finds it funny and come on, man, i managed to make a research joke. Cant ya give a girl a break?)

n i guess sometimes it's good how much i care but sometimes i wish my feels could just chill for just like a minute pls

Thanks, man. I usually just focus on meh bad qualities so thanks for dis question, man :')

oh and i like dat i can swim hehe

39. piercings: i have holes on my ears for earrings but i don't really wear dem

40. blood type: a, i think?

41. nickname: sam, sab, and i rlly want to be called smells cus it's like a more me version of mels from melody hahaha

42. relationship status: single, yo. Oh w8 but i am married to my bed and fandoms so dey always come first. Plus i love my friends 😍😊

43. zodiac: sagittarius i think but i dont rlly know/care about zodiac sht. Tho it's nice if it does match up hehe

44. pronouns: uhhh i dont know wat to put here but i assume dis refers to wat i wish to be referred by ssoooo she, her, and a genderless pronoun in my language siya

45. favourite tv show: ughh i cant choose. Friends, grey's anatomy, phineas and ferb, avatar: the last airbender, black mirror, doctor who, and all of michael schur's stuff, and modern family, grimm, person of interest, pushing daisies, scrubs, happy endings, forever, how i met your mother, gravity falls, sherlock, and yknow wat? Yah, supernatural too and the httyd shows and suits :') oooohhh w8 and how to get away w/ murder and i guess big bang theory as well 😃 the end of the fucking world, legends of tomorrow, crazy ex-girlfriend, the good place, timeless but it’s kinda depressing so speaking of w/c game of thrones and west world and a series of unfortunate events and stranger things and scorpion and lost in space and for anime, let’s go with yakitate japan and boku no hero academia

46. tattoos: none, but i rlly want one and even have a list of tattoos i want (pretty minimalist), i just have to think of da perf place tho (both where to put it and where to get it) and find out if i can still donate meh bod if i have tattoos, but one of da ones i rlly want is smileys on meh fingers hehe

47. right or left handed: right, but my ma says im kinda ambidextrous n i kinda wish i could develop it hehe

48. surgery: haha nope, never. But in terms of an interest, i love grey's anatomy 😆😂

50. sport: ooohh my main sport is swimming cus my siblings are all swimmers so i am too. But i have played other sports for school like badminton, table tennis, volleyball, some water game i dont remember haha, and a combat sport in my country called arnis

51. vacation: christmas vacay and i cant wait huhu

52. pair of trainers: uhhh are trainers rubber shoes? I have a couple, i guess.

GENERAL

53. eating: my dad (who cooked our meal), sis, and i ate afritada (chicken dat's tomatoey basically) for dinner

54. drinking: just water, but ugh i have to drink da hydrite sht again 😑😒

55. I’m about to: finish dis questionnaire n fall asleep haha

56. waiting for: sleep n happiness

57. want: to sleep n write n tumblr n watch n read n for all my problems to disappear

58. get married: yeahhh... but i think it's highly unlikely, man. So i aint counting on it but i do want it to happen, it seems nice having someone to spend da rest of your life with :')

59. career: hahaha i'm still just a college student, just a newly minted freshman actually. But i like to consider myself a fulltime fangirl hahaha

WHICH IS BETTER

60. hugs or kisses: well, i havent rlly made out with anyone yet so im gonna have to say hugs i guess w/c ofc i love haha but i wish someone bigger than me could cuddle me for once in my life 😢

61. lips or eyes: lips cus they just seem so soft and sensual hehe. Plus i dunno man, eyes are kinda gross with muta (da sht in da corner of ur eyes when you wake up, it's a filipino word) and sht. And ya have to wear glasses/contacts if dey weak so it's just such a hassle. Tho i do recognize their importance n stuff 😊

62. shorter or taller: ugh TALLER. im a pretty tall gal so for once id like to be da lil spoon for once, for someone to be able to carry me and ya know all dat jazz. But i wouldnt give up my height for anything, makes me feel confident and better than everyone else mwuehehehehehehe

63. older or younger: uuuhhh for now i think it's a bit weird to date someone younger dan me, but for me personally, wat age i'd like to be, YOUNGER ALL DA WAY. it was just way less stressful and innocent back den, id give anything to go back 🙍

64. nice arms or nice stomach: haha nice arms if it means i can swing around them and they can carry me whahaha. But i do like em abs, i wanna feel wat abs feel like just once in my life hahaha

65. hookup or relationship: ooohhh i guess i fancy myself having a relationship for now hehe. Havent even had one yet haha.

66. troublemaker or hesitant: i am a hesitant troublemaker whahahahaha. Like i have all these ideas of thangs to do n sometimes i do dem but sometimes da situation n context scares me into not doing it like a wuss hahaha

HAVE YOU EVER:

67. kissed a stranger: haha nope.

68. drank hard liquor: haha nope but am looking forward to it hehe

69. lost glasses/contact lenses: thankfully i havent needed any yet whew

70. turned someone down: uhhh i guess the closest i came to "turning someone down" was being awkward around my crush haha but to be fair i think he was awkward too hahaha. And in an unromantic sense, i turned down a blockmate who offered to be my partner in an assignment becus i already had a partner hahahaha 😅

71. sex on the first date: haha havent experienced it if das wat ur askin. Maybe imma be dat kinda person after ive had a couple of relationships but for now i'll settle for someone actually being interested in me hahaha

73. had your heart broken: yes, by tv shows, and by da crappiness of life in general 🙇

74. been arrested: hahahaha nope but dat would be CRAZY hahaha

75. cried when someone died: yes, whether in real life or in tv shows, i have cried bcus of death 😢

76. fallen for a friend: look, man, my best friend's probably the most important person in my life who i couldnt bear to lose. I love her more dan anything in da world so i dunno if our friendship is something more dan da "typical" best friends i just know dat i love her n dat i dont wanna lose her n dat our bond's nothing like any other relationship ive ever had

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

77. yourself: hahahaha not rlly 😅 im pretty unreliable tbh and i make tons of mistakes and ill never be enough ever and just in general hate myself and have 0 self esteem hahaha 😅😅😅😓

But there's a chance i could improve tho, a very very VERY small tiny chance... but i guess i'll take wat i can get :/

78. miracles: hhmmm not in da way most ppl think about miracles in dat, it's da impossible event. I like to think it's a miracle that i have the family dat i have, da friends dat i have, and da life dat i have cus honestly i think i'd be dead w/o em. It's a fucking miracle i have things im passionate about and things that i love and im surrounded by ppl who i love and who love me as well. So yeah, i guess i believe in those kinds of miracles :')

79. love at first sight: hahaha not rlly. Look, man, im a fat girl who doesnt rlly care dat much about looks so unless a person manages to fall for someone while dat someone was doing something dat was a huge indicator of their personality and thus it's not only da appearance dat da person "fell in love w/", den i rlly dont believe in love at first sight. It's just infatuation, bruh. Love at first sight is cheap and u dont rlly know any thing about dat person other than the fact that they're pretty (why they caught ur eye in da 1st place imo) and nothin, zilch. Unless, like i said, they were doing something important to dem n indicative of deir personality. But even then, it wouldnt be love. Like i said, it'd be infatuation cus imo love is deep and takes time and cant just HAPPEN just cus u looked at someone and thought he/she was pretty 😒. True love would mean knowing dat person to deir bone but wanting to know more about dem. So to conclude a ted talk from a bitter person w/ a non existent love life 😆😂😂😂, love at first sight doesnt exist, is cheap, and is discriminatory to "ugly" ppl.

80. santa claus: hahaha i know he probs doesnt exist and is u know basically just capitalism n marketing hahaha. But i dunno, man, i kinda wanna believe he exists just cus it's more fun n childlike n innocent 😍

81. kiss on the first date: hahaha yeah i guess so but i think i probs would have had to known dat person for a while before we decided to date. I havent had a first kiss yet sooo i aint just willin to give dat out to someone i just met/knew for like a day or something hahaha (i have no idea how dating works) 😆😂😆😂😆😂

82. angels: huh... i like to think guardian angels exist cus dat means there are like angels of pure light sent down from heaven to protect us from any harm w/c is just nice to think about, yknow? Hehe. But angels in da catholic sense... i dont think i do, bruh. Sorry :/ *shrugs*

OTHER:

84. eye colour: uuhhhh brown, i guess? Like i said, i dont rlly care much for eyes hahaha 😅 ooohh but da purple eyes thang ive seen on da internet sounds cool hahaha

85. favourite movie: aaaahhhhh there's just so many good movies thoo

But agghh fine. Ive come to notice dat my genre's pretty lighthearted w/c is nice actually hehe

Spider-Man: Homecoming, Rogue One, 10 Things I Hate About You, Moana, Coco, Mulan, Avengers: Infinity War, White Chicks cus it's just so goddamn funny and iconic 😆😂😆😂😍, i'm not- ok you know wat, da Pixar movies in general ok? I mean, how can ya not? Oh which reminds me, Tangled, and The Princess and The Frog, oohh The Avengers is also a pretty solid movie, ooohhh Love, Simon, godhs dat was just such a wholesome sweet n nice movie :'), oh and den i freaking love the Scream franchise, man. It's so good :'), oooohhh w8 maybe The Dark Knight cus heath ledger was just da fuking bomb in dat movie, oohh and About Time's da sweetest time travel movie :') w/c reminds me dat the Back to the Future franchise was just such a classic, man :') oh and yknow wat? Unbreakable's actually pretty fucking cool, man. I get shyamalan know haha. Oh and yknow wat? 100 Tula Para Kay Stella is da 1st filipino film i actually liked so it has a special place in meh heart :')

ooohhh and Black Panther, man, gods how can one not bring up Da King™? WAKANDA FOREVER :') 😄

Oh and hey yknow wat? I have a sweet spot for the Sorcerer's Apprentice. It's kinda a guilty pleasure of mine hehe 😅

Whiicchh reminds me... the HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON FRANCHISE HAS GOT MY HART WHIPPED 😭😭😭

Oh and i also rlly like when harry met sally hihi :') and i guess the OG Star Wars trilogy's got a special place in my heart even if it is da way dat it is now 😢 :')

oh and i can't forget meh guardians :') Guardians of The Galaxy is such a solid film, bro. I loved it :') ooohhh and yknow wat? I actually rlly like Ready Player One, Baby Driver, and The Mummy (the brendan frasier one, who ya kiddin 😑)

oh and yknow wat? The Wedding Singer, 50 First Dates, and Music & Lyrics has got a special place in my heart, man. Gotta admit it :')

aawww and amelie, and begin again, and flipped and hercules, and room, and spotlight, and shape of water, and ladybird, and the princess bride, and the iron giant, and the lobster, and we're the millers, and what if and man up and shrek and kimi no na wa and a quiet place and inception and the lion king and to all the boys I’ve loved before and oooh tim burton movies are pretty cool, the animated ones, and I did spend a good amount of time obsessed w/ dis one so I guess cap civil war, and then big hero 6 and wreck it ralph, and the martian and inside out, and gone girl, and the lion king and forrest gump and spider-man 1 and 2, and les miserables and the devil wears prada and the book of life and the intern and the princess diaries and miss congeniality and aladdin and confessions of a shopaholic

And ok, ok, i think im done. Hahaha das it das my list of meh all time fav movies and i feel like rewatching all of em now hahaha 😍

#jazzessments

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forumofkuka · 6 years ago

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Emory University: First Week!

As my second full day of classes is coming to a close, I’ve decided to reflect back on my first week here in Atlanta, Georgia. Although I didn’t move in until Saturday, August 25th, my father and I flew down Thursday morning. When my final days in Connecticut were approaching, I’ll be honest, I definitely didn’t feel super prepared or knowledgeable about what I was getting myself into. After all, I didn’t start packing until maybe three days before, and I was even still doing that 3 hours before my flight was scheduled to take off. Moreover, I still had to make a ton of purchases in Atlanta for my dorm, like school supplies and bathroom essentials.

Being that I wouldn’t be returning home until late November, I made a point in my last week to spend more time at home and with family. Although I facetimed friends during those days, I visited my paternal grandparents and also spent time with my sisters (i.e. Making a sisters-only trip up to Agawam, Massachusetts, to spend the afternoon at Six Flags). Saying goodbye to certain relatives was more emotional than I had imagined. Maybe it was my heightened hormones from my period or just suppressed anxieties about picking up my life and moving 1000 miles away, a surge of tears definitely came on when I was saying goodbye to my grandparents the day before my flight. I couldn’t stop them during the drive home either, even though I was trying to not be hysterical in front of my youngest sister who was in the passenger seat beside me. Alisa, my youngest sister, was someone I had been spending a lot more time with in the last few weeks, whether it be going bowling for an hour, getting our eyebrows done, or even running errands. In my final minutes before departing for the airport, I noticed that she was hanging around me a lot more, and that maybe she was also suppressing some feelings as well. LOL even while thinking back on this, I find myself unable to hold back the tears. Anyway, hugging her goodbye also set me off again, although my dad didn’t comment on it so that made it easier for me to calm down.

I’ve always dreamt about college, and looked forward to the possibilities that come with higher education and being in a new location/larger institution. It wasn’t until my senior week that I started realizing what kinds of apprehensions I had underneath all the enthusiasm about the future. You know, I went to the same secondary school for 6 years, where some of my closest friendships had been that old as well. Sure, I made new connections every year, and my closeness with friends fluctuated throughout the era, but I always had a solid sense of who was my friend and who was merely an acquaintance. The idea of going into college fresh, with a blank slate, was both something I was excited about but I also realized something I was afraid of. Sitting here, 5 days into the process, I’ve met dozens of super interesting, approachable, and intelligent people. I’ve made various acquaintances, whether they be in my dorm, my orientation group, my classes, or spontaneous encounters I’ve had walking around campus. With that being said, although I have people I can message to eat meals with or sit in a lounge with, I don’t feel comfortable here yet socially. I don’t have a solid group, and I’ve been feeling more FOMO (fear of missing out) than I could’ve ever really felt in high school. I don’t know, in some instances, when I see groups of people going off together, especially when I am acquainted with them, to a party or some off-campus event, I definitely feel a little isolation. I don’t know, I don’t want a college experience where all I do is go to class, study, eat food with people, go to a club meeting, and sleep. I want some archetypal college experiences, whether it be going to parties or even taking advantages of the many events that occur in the metropolitan areas of Atlanta. In instances like this, I think I’m just allowing my uncertainties and vulnerability get the best of me, especially because I probably am just making assumptions about the involvement and acclimation of those around me. We all put up facades, and as someone who constantly tries to break mine by confiding in others and being an open person, I should acknowledge and believe this. I’m sure it’s normal. All of my concerns and insecurities are probably expected and on track with where I should be. I just have to remember not to rush into things, because things are going well - they could be so much worse. Everyone I’ve engaged in conversation with has been kind and I haven’t even gone to an activities fair yet, so I haven’t even finished making the frame of my initial social spheres.

My two days prior to actual moving in went pretty smoothly. We went shopping a lot, spent way too much money of course, because who knew how many little things you’d actually need in your dorm? My list of supplies continued to grow throughout those 48 hours, as I started remembering the smallest but most essential things that I always had at my disposal when I lived in a family home, rather than a 11′ by 20′ dorm room. We went to some cool eateries in the area, such as Poke Burri, a social media renowned poke stand that makes sushi doughnuts, burritos, bowls, pizza, you name it - although it is located in a more rundown, artistic, hipster neighborhood that is a little unassuming, it was pretty cool and a general area I’d want to revisit again with some friends (neurotic, protective fathers are probably not built for a place like that). We also visited my former Russian teacher, who a few months before my acceptance to Emory, had announced that she was moving to a city that’s just under an hour outside of Atlanta. It was comforting to be able to see her again, and even nicer to know that she’s more than willing to be a source of support for me too. I think I’m going to try and visit her in late September or early October, just because I don’t really have too many familiar faces here. In terms of the whole move-in process, the day went pretty smoothly. My scheduled move-in time was 7:00am, so my dad and I woke up at 5:45am to get there on time. We finished unpacking my various suitcases and packages around 1:00pm (I worked slower than I probably should LOL). I met my roommate and her family of course, which went nicely. She and I clicked immediately, we’ve been communicated for about 4 months now, since we had requested each other way back in April. Even though I felt like we’d make great friends, I even started getting apprehensive about how she and I would get along, since it’s always hard to kind of tell how someone is over text and how someone is in person. So far, everything has been pretty easy-going, and both of us have been very willing to share and compromise, which is great :) We are different in various ways, but also alike in others, so I’m happy with how that’s going! Our ability to click quickly was definitely something that reassuringly lifted stress off my shoulders. After unpacking my belongings, we met with our orientation groups, had the Emory Welcome assembly, the traditional Emory Coke Toast (after which my father left), and then another Emory After Dark social event, where students were able to get free food from various local food trucks and mingle.

So far, all of the social events have proven to be more or less fun, and have resulted in me encountering a wide breadth of interesting and kind people. I’ve yet to meet someone who has been explicitly rude or unapproachable, and it’s just been really cool to be surrounded by so many people who are passionate, driven, and talented. Though, I will say, I’ve never been more exhausted in my life. With our orientation days packed to the brim with Songfest practices, orientation leader meetings, convocation, Emory welcome events, you name it - any free time we do have, usually begins at around 9:00pm, meaning it’s pretty likely that if you want to have control over who you hang out with, you’ll end up going to bed around 12:00am to 1:00am every night. Or, at least I have. So far, my roommate has been pretty easygoing with me coming in late, I think both for her sake and my own, I’m going to have to cut it down, because I went to bed at nearly 2:00am last night (today is 8/31/2018) even, and I woke up at 8:00am (mind you, I was going to wake up at 6:30am to go to the gym). Last night, after Songfest - which is a freshman-dorm singing and dancing competition where each residence hall basically disses the other and competes for best shirt/banner/lyrics/performance - I was thinking about going to The Mansion for their Emory Back to School Event, but it would’ve started at like 10:30pm and gone to 3:00am, and apparently a lot of girls get sexually assaulted there so I’m glad I decided against it. It’s weird, even on the night after move-in day, I saw hoards of girls all dressed up to go off campus to parties - how do people even find out about these kinds of things? I also don’t understand what’s the rush? Like you barely know the people in your own dorm building, let alone already going off to get trashed somewhere else. It’s strange the severity of FOMO I’ve been feeling here, like it hasn’t been atrocious, but it has been more than at home, and it has been contributing to feelings of depression that I haven’t felt in a long time. Later today, I’m going to call the Psychological & Mental Health Services Office to try and schedule and appointment, because it hasn’t even been a week since move in, and I’m already feeling myself shut down and want to isolate myself. It really hit me that I may need to get counseling when I found myself having difficulty holding back tears while I was in the midst of one of the most high-spirited, school events of my four years here - why would anyone be sad while having school spirit and being around people who are super energetic and enthusiastic? So, it felt like something was wrong.

Nonetheless, I’m really excited for the opportunity to reinvent myself. I went to the Religion & Spirituality Fair the other day, and I’m really interested in not only being apart of the Baha’i Student Association (wasn’t at the fair but I’m in contact with the leading people), but I kind of want to learn more about UKirk Atlanta, which is a very-liberal, Presbyterian church group that comes here every Thursday evening. I don’t know, the people were very gay-pride, bubbly, and quirky, so I think it would be enlightening and also fun. A lot of the groups, oddly enough, are okay with attendees not being of the faith, so I feel more encouraged to go to these meetings just as a means of learning about the religion and its community here on campus. I also went to the LGBT Freshman/Transfer Welcome Meeting, which was really nice. I’ll be honest, I don’t know if it was my place to go, I don’t believe in sexuality labels (meaning, I identify as non-conforming), and with that being said I don’t know if that constitutes as me being able to say I could fall into any of the LGBT spectrum. However, people were kind and maybe as I continue exploring myself, I’ll find that I fall more into one realm over a current one (I’ve been more attracted to masculinity/cis-men for a while now). With all this being said, it’s just really cool how many different student programs there are here on campus. Some others I want to explore are Club Weightlifting, A Cappella, Emory Dark Arts, Active Minds, Ballroom Dancing Club, a literary journal/newspaper, and some sort of community service oriented group. Unlike in high school, I feel like I want to be more involved in activities that are more like hobbies, rather than something that is related to my academic interests. We’ll see though, the Activities Fair is on Saturday, and I think now’s a good time to explore things and just kind of really start figuring out how and where I want to set my foot at this school. In terms of my academic classes thus far, I’ve enjoyed all of them. I’m taking PSYC 110: Psychobiology & Cognition (General Psychology 1), RUSS 201: Intermediate Reading/Writing/Speaking, CHEM 150: Lecture & Lab (General Chemistry 1), and PHIL 111: Existentialism & European Philosophy. Aside from the class materials and textbooks being horribly expensive, I think I’m going to gain a lot from all these classes. I really like my professors for all of them, especially my philosophy instructor, who isn’t even a professor - he’s a PhD student who wears grayscale outfits, has plugs (stretches his lobes), a huge beard, and swears. Chemistry will be a difficult class for me, I can tell already, but the professor is super passionate and teamwork-oriented so I think I’ll come out of it with a good foundation in the science. The one class I feel a little strange about is my Russian class, because as a somewhat “native” speaker, it is strange to be in a room full of non-native speakers trying to speak Russian, as well as being in a Russian learning setting where the professor speaks English 85% of the time. The weird thing is, I feel like the class is moving very slowly and like we’re learning a lot of basic vocabulary, but I also don’t feel like I have the strong foundation in grammar to try and move up to the 300 level class. It’s so hard to judge placement at this point because it’s syllabus week, and the add/drop/swap period ends on Wednesday, so by Tuesday night, I would’ve only had 4 Russian classes to judge. I think I’m going to stick it out and then begin a different language next year, because I’m not planning on even minoring in Russian - it’s merely courses I’m taking to improve my ability to speak with relatives and people of my culture/heritage. I’m deciding between French and Arabic for this new language I want to start, but I also want to continue with Spanish, so I will probably end up studying that again at some point too. My psychology lecture is interesting in that a good half of the courses focuses on gender identity, sexuality, love, and topics of that nature - something I would not have expected to be included in an intro level course. Of course, the course also goes over the major sections of the brain, the five senses, and memory, but I find it strange that gender and sexuality is also a huge component. Nonetheless, it is something I wanted to learn more about so it’ll be cool!

My polaroid project has been going well, it will be a pricey investment, but I know I’ll enjoy looking back on it.

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serpent-jugheadjones · 7 years ago

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It’s The End Of Riverdale As We Know It - Phone Calls - Part 7

Pairing: Jughead Jones x Gladys Jones / Jughead Jones x Jellybean Jones / Jughead Jones x Reader

Description: Jughead’s phone call to his mom doesn't go as expected.

Warnings: Angsty af. IT WILL BREAK YOUR HEART.

Word Count: 1632

A/N: Before anything. I dedicate this whole series to my twin @southsidejuggie. I know how much she loves Jellybean (same as I) and that has kept me interested and happy through writing a not so popular series. She has been giving me priceless feedback that I can never fully express how much it means to me. Thank you so much Zoe! - I broke my own heart writing this. Changed a few things from the show to add something of my own. It saddens me to say, but this is the final part for this series. It was a pleasure writing this. I hope you guys enjoyed this journey! Happy 2nd episode.

Jughead lives his most fragile moment ever, feeling unable to take any other disappointments. First, he was betrayed by his closest only friends, then his dad’s trailer was trashed by the police when they arrested him for Jason Blossom’s murder. He can see nowhere else to turn to in Riverdale, so the apprehensive boy has one last glimpse of hope.

He stands in the phone booth outside the bus station, holding the piece of paper containing his mother’s number and a ticket. Before calling, he memorizes the number and slips the two sheets inside his travel backpack containing all his stuff. The line rings for a while before being answered.

“Yeah.” That’s barely audible as loud conversation and plates clanking mix with her voice.

“Hi, Mom.” This is the first time Jughead speaks to his mom since she left. He wishes it had been on better terms, but the boy had to learn the hard way early on to take what life gives you.

“Jughead! It’s been ages, so great to hear from you.” Gladys walks out of the diner lobby into the employees room to muffle the noise from the customers.

“Hey, guess what?”, Juggie asks in a somewhat cheerful way. Seeing his family again is the one light shining on the darkness that’s taking over his life.

“Did you win a writing award?”, the woman speaks through biting her fingernails, nervous she may say the wrong thing. “What?”

“I got a bus ticket to Toledo.”, Jug reveals excitedly, already anticipating how hugging his sister would feel like, finally able to see her play live.

“When? Why? Did something happen to your father?” That’s not really the news she was expecting nor the response he was hoping for.

“Yeah. I thought I'd come see you and Jellybean for a while.” Jughead feels weird at the need to have a reason for seeing them. In fact, something did happen to his father, but the beanie-clad boy doesn't think it’s wise to share that.

“Oh, son... You know we are already crowded in here.”, she explains hardheartedly.

“I could crash on the couch.” He’s been sleeping in thin mattresses on the floor at the Drive-in/School/Archie’s house, therefore a sofa would be an improvement, to be honest.

“I’m already sleeping on the couch so JB can have the spare room... There’s just no space. You get it?” Gladys opens her locker to look at a picture of the four of them under the tree house. She brushes her red fingertips over Juggie’s face.

“Yeah.” His heart tightens, barely allowing blood to pump through.

“You know it’s not that we don’t want to see you. I work all the time and JB has school and she’s always at her friend’s house. You’d end up wasting your time.”

“Mmm-hmm.” The eloquent writer can barely string two sentences together now.

“And you don’t want to miss school, right?” At her every word, the light he was moving towards diminishes more and more.

“No.” He’s dumbfounded that’s one of her arguments, like that ever mattered before.

“Maybe when I save enough for an apartment of my own. You can even have your own room. It’s just not the right time, you understand?” In a different time maybe the prospect of that would've brought him joy.

“No, I understand.” Juggie is used to being let down by his father, but this is a new feeling for him as for when his mom left, the last thing she said was “I’m always here for you, Jughead.”.

“Expenses aren't really that great. Your grandparents are already throwing at my face that they’re supporting JB.” Money, the one constant ruining his family. FP not earning any was the reason she left, not having any is the reason she doesn't want her own son.

“Look, forget I said anything, okay?” The freckled boy has to use all the strength left in him to not fall apart then and there.

“I’m sorry, Jughead.” Her words don’t mean a thing at this point.

“All right. Bye.” Jughead bites his bottom lip vigorously, trying to hold his tears in.

“Bye. I lov...” She’s cut off by Jug hanging up the phone.

If he could crawl into a dark hole right now, he would. They boy changes his ticket to Toledo for one to the next bus leaving, but there’s still a long wait ahead. Before anything, Jughead wants to rid himself of the clothes that reminds him of the epic fail of the school dance. The closest place he can go is his dad’s trailer. Getting there, Jug finds two helmets on the ground, his and JB’s, dropped by unattentive police officers searching the place earlier. He thinks his sister has the right to know what’s happening. Before even realizing, her voice is echoing through the small trailer as he puts her on speaker.

“Jug? Are you there?” Jellybean can hear his breathing.

“Yeah. I got something to tell you.” Jughead puts his beanie back on, for he needs all the comfort possible.

“Mom said you called and sounded weird. Does it have to do with that?”, the raven-haired girl asks. “Got worried something bad happened.”

“No... Everything is fine. Just wanted to see you guys.” In that moment, Juggie can’t burden his sister and the lie just fell from his lips.

“Are you sure?” She doesn't really believe him. “Before I’m incriminated, I yelled at mom for telling you to stay in Riverdale.” JB wanted nothing more than seeing her brother but her mother stopped that from happening.

“Well, I’m not staying, anyways.”, he confesses unintentionally, speaking his thoughts out loud.

“What? You’re coming regardless?”, the confused girl begs for information.

“No... Nevermind that.” Her brother denies her wish.

“I can’t just let it go, Juggie.”, she insists.

“Look, I gotta go, talk to you soon, JB.” His heart is shattered into a million pieces now..

“NO! Forsythe Pendleton Jones the third! Don’t you dare hang up on me.”, she shouts desperately.

“I love you, Forsthia.” He hangs up in tears.

His phone rings immediately. Ignore. Again. 1 Voicemail. Let it ring. 3 Text messages from JB Jones. Deep sadness.Turn off. He wishes the world had an on/off button.

He seeks mental refuge, turning to his only safe place in Riverdale. Pop’s Chock’lit Shoppe. Deserted at this hour. Surprisingly, not too long after his hit of cafeine arrives at his table, the bell rings. Jug doesn't even make an effort to see who it is until the person is standing in front of his booth. “Y/N, what are you doing here?” He drinks his coffee and she sits next to him, still in her Homecoming dress. “I've looked for you everywhere. You just left me there. I had to find out what happened by Reggie gossiping.”, the hurt girl criticizes. “They went behind my back.”, he explains. “THEM, Jughead. Not me.”, she emphasizes by pointing at herself, but he just stares out the window, trying to keep himself together. “I know you are trying to leave. Do you know how much it would've hurt me if I found out you were gone?”, the girl confesses, her voice breaking from keeping tears in. He doesn't have the strength to reply. “He was set up. You’d know if you had stuck around.” That is the only thing that brings him back to reality, his eyes begging her for more information. “Alice confessed. She waited until he left to drop us off at the dance and set the gun in his closet, then called in an anonymous tip.” He can’t believe her words. “It was Grundy who killed Jason. They were having an affair, but then he wanted to be with Polly and she freaked out. Alice got the gun from Betty when she broke into Miss Grundy’s car...” He kisses Y/N into silence, for all he needed was to know FP’s innocent.

Pop brings the girl an extra cup of coffee. “I’m sorry. I freaked out.”, Jughead explains, holding her hand firmly, scared of losing her, just as she was not too long ago. “I know. Just figured if you were going to run away you’d know I’d go with you.” she rests her head on his shoulder. “Can we put this night behind us?”, Jug requests. “Done.”, she agrees. “Ok. Now explain to me what happened.”, the inquisitive boy requests. “Sit back and relax, because things are about to get crazy. Even I can’t fully understand it yet.” Y/N instructs. “Alice found out Hal had stolen the files from the Sheriff. She flipped, thinking her daughters would be orphans if both their parents went to jail. So she confessed to both planting the gun and stealing the files.” That is indeed a lot to take in, but the boy listens intently. Even Pop is eavesdropping. “She told Keller from whom she got the gun and he brought Grundy in for questioning. She broke easily, for she’s very unstable.” That concludes the mystery they've been trying to solve for the past months. “My brain has frozen. That’s fucked up. Who would tell?”, Jug comments shockingly, taking all that in. “Now let’s get you unpacked, Mr.. You’re staying with me.”, Y/N instructs. The couple leaves the diner, feeling the weight of the world dropping from their shoulders. They leave everything that went wrong behind, as if it was just a nightmare.

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kz-i-co · 8 years ago

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10 Things I Hate About You

» Summary: Your brother is getting Married and your brothers best man has made you want to pull your hair out.

» Pairing: Park Jimin / Reader

» Genre: Smut

» Words: 5.2k

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You were finishing up your work on your laptop as your phone rang. You saw that it was your little brother calling.

It’s been a while since you’ve seen your brother, you always kept in touch but after you went to college in the states, you gone your separate ways. After college you decided to stay in America, you met a lot of people and you loved your job. You were a reporter for a magazine company.

“Hey Jungkook, what’s up?” You greeted.

“Nothing….how are you? How’s the job?”

“It’s good…..tiring.”

“Okay so the reason I called was because I’m getting married.”

It took you a minute to process what he said. You knew Jungkook was in a serious relationship but you didn’t realize how long it’s been now. You met her a few years ago and she was the sweetest girl you have ever met.

“(Y/N)?….I know I’ve should of called you sooner but things have been so busy.” He broke your train of thought.

“It’s fine, I just can’t believe my little brother is getting married.” You said excitedly.

“So I was wondering if you can take off of work for a few weeks to help with the wedding. Ara is already freaking out on all the planning.” He sounded panicked. “Also we want you as a bridesmaid anyway.”

“When’s the wedding?” You asked.

“Two weeks.” You didn’t realize how soon that was especially if you needed to take off of work.

“Okay, I’ll see what I can do.”

“Thank you so much (Y/N).”

“Of course Jungkook, I love you.”

He said it back and you ended your call. Now you need to make a compromise with your job.

You were boarding your plane to Seoul. Your job allowed you to take off as much as you need as long as you still worked from your computer. Easy enough.

You were excited to finally see your family after four years. It was your brother and your mother who were the most crushed about you moving to America.

When you finally reached your destination, you walked around looking for Jungkook. He said he was picking you up at the airport.

You saw your brother on the other end of the airport. He waved at you and you smiled, speed walking in his direction. You noticed another guy standing next to him. He was slightly taller then your brother. You didn’t recognize him, but honestly you never met any of Jungkook’s friends.

When you were close enough you jumped into your brothers arms. You missed him so much. Four years can do a lot to a person, especially your brother. He was a lot taller, more handsome, his body was definitely more toned from his tight squeeze he was giving you. He’s changed more then you thought.

“I missed you.” He said still embraced in the hug. When he finally let go, he turned to his friend.

“(Y/N), this is Jin.”

He reached his hand out for you. He seemed nice from his gentle smile.

“Hi, it’s finally nice to meet you.”

In the car you were quite curious about your brothers friend. “Are you the best man?” You asked.

“No, but I should be.” He turned his head to answer you from the front seat.

“Come on you know it was a hard decision between all of you.” Jungkook confessed.

“But it should clearly be me, I’m the most handsome.” You and Jungkook laughed.

Jungkook brought his hand around and smacked his friend. “Jungkook hands on the wheel.” You smacked your brother.

“I’ve never been so feared for my life.” You said causing Jin to laugh and Jungkook glared at you from the rear view mirror.

When you got to the house, it looked the same as you remember. Jungkook helped you with your bags to the upstairs bedroom that used to be yours. When you entered the backyard you saw many familiar faces and many that were not.

“(Y/N) sweetie your here.” Your mother embraced you in a hug. You felt tears build up in your eyes. When you pulled away you noticed your mother also had tears in hers as well. Next your father picked you up embracing you in a tight, bone crushing hug. He missed you more then he put off.

“Please don’t leave again.” He pouted. “You should move back here with us.”

You looked at your dad softly, you never knew he felt this way. This was your whole family by your side, all gathered here for a special event. Maybe you should reconsider moving back.

“I’ll definitely think about it.” You kissed your father on the cheek.

“(Y/N) I want to introduce you too my friends.” Jungkook pulled you away from your parents.

There was four guys down the line. “You already met Jin, this is Namjoon, Yoongi, Hoseok.” Your brother had really attractive friends, you weren’t going to lie.

“Ara is on her way with Taehyung and Jimin, they are picking up food.” He had more friends coming? You never knew your brother was so popular. You had three close friends that’s it.

Jungkook pulled you inside the house so you can help him gather plates for the outside tables that were set up.

“I was wondering, can you help Jimin tomorrow on the table arrangements, he’s in charge of the RSVP’s and you know how our family is…..and you’ll get to know each other since he’s my best man.” Oh, so Jimin is the best man. He must be your brothers closest friend.

“Sure.” You smiled.

“Thank you….and don’t worry about Jimin, you’ll love him.”

“I’ll text you the address and Jimin will help you from there.” You nodded.

“Kookie.” You heard someone enter the backyard.

“Hey babe.” He went over and kissed his bride-to-be.

“Hi kookie.” You heard mocking voices behind them.

“Oh shut up.” Ara smacked the two guys who were making their way outside with everyone else. One had shaggy brown hair, he was holding four boxes of pizzas. The other one had soft silver-ish blonde hair, he was carrying a few packs of beer. They were both gorgeous.

“Okay everyone dig in.” Jungkook announced.

“(Y/N).” Jungkook waved you over.

“This is your sister?�� The guy with blonde hair asked. He blushed as soon as he saw you.

“This is Tae and Jimin.” You finally met the guy you will be working with tomorrow. He was cute.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you.” You shook both their hands.

“Don’t drink too much, you have a lot of work to do tomorrow.” Jungkook spoke up to Jimin.

“No worries.” He smiled.

You had to meet Jimin at eight in the morning. You felt a little jet lagged, so you were exhausted.

As soon as you entered the building to the dinning hall, you were stunned how beautiful it was. The room had a beautiful ocean top view from being on the fourth floor.

“Nice huh?” You turned around and saw Jimin. He looked pretty awake for someone who drank a lot last night.

“Hey.” He was taken back by your appearance. You didn’t put much effort towards your attire. You just put on ripped jeans and a plain white v neck this morning. And tied your hair up in a messy bun, you didn’t even bother putting makeup on.

“You look awful…did you drink last night?” He just insulted the way you looked.

“Thank you that’s the definition of what a girl wants to hear.” You answered sarcastically. “And no I did not drink….did you forget I flew from the other side of the world.” You snapped. You clearly weren’t a morning person, especially when you’re jet lagged.

“Sorry no offense….you can go home and sleep if you want.” He kindly offered.

“No I’m fine….not hungover either….I’m surprised your not though.” You crossed your arms.

“My body is used to the alcohol I guess.” Jimin smirked. Okay I don’t like him.

Jimin gave you the impression that he was a party animal. Quite opposite from your brother.

“Do you have the check list?”

He reached into his bag and pulled out a clipboard. He handed it to you and you looked around the dining hall. “Okay so 145 guest are coming.” You talked out loud to yourself.

You walked around with the clipboard trying to figure where the bride and groom should go. What you actually didn’t know was Jimin was secretly admiring you. He thought you were beautiful, he thought you had the perfect body but he knew better then to hit on his best friends sister. Jimin thought it was best to erase those thoughts from his mind.

“I think the bride and groom should go here….and then this table here we’ll have his closest friends….then over her-”

“What about we have them in the middle and the bridesmaids over here and the grooms over here.” He interrupted you.

“It’s more traditional that the married couple sit by themselves in front watching the party.”

“But the grooms men and bridesmaids are part of the wedding, we should sit next to the bride and groom.” Jimin argued back.

“How about you sit-” You tried to control your anger. “How about we leave that up to my brother and Ara okay?” You sighed.

“My parents with my grandparents will go here.” You walked over to the other side. “Her parents and grandparents here.”

The rest of the tables you mostly agreed on with a few petty arguments here and there but you finally had a final decision on everyone, except on the bridesmaids and grooms men. It took four hours but you were happy.

You decided to grab a quick bite before you went back to your parents house. Jimin insisted he go with you so you wouldn’t get kidnapped.

“Yeah because I can’t defend myself in broad daylight or anything.” More sarcasm.

“Wow Jungkooks sister is feisty.”

“What? I’m not feisty.” You questioned.

“Yeah you are.” He laughed. “I was almost scared to give suggestions…I felt like you would eat me.”

“You’re an ass you know that.” You raised your eyebrows.

“Takes one to know one.” He smirked.

You rolled your eyes and went up to the counter ordering your food. Before the cashier completed the order Jimin barged in saying what he wanted. He handed the card to the lady. “If this is your way of apologizing then I’ll take it.” You smiled and went to sit down.

“Your nothing like Jungkook.” Jimin spoke up.

You just stared at him almost offended. Coming from his mouth it probably was. “Jungkooks pretty shy….most of the time.”

“What are you saying I’m loud?” You asked.

“No, you’re just….not shy.” He looked down away from your glare. “You’re very intimidating.”

“I’m usually not like that but I feel like everything you said to me today was an insult so sorry that I don’t trust what you say.”

“I’m sorry, I usually don’t have this effect on women.”

“What, real conversations?” You started, trying to keep a steady tone. “Are you used to girls throwing themselves at you….no time for conversations for you.” The sarcasm was never leaving your voice.

He looked hard at you, thinking about what you said. “Do you think I’m a fuckboy or something?”

You immediately looked up at him from his choice of words.

“No.” You looked back down at your food. “I’m not quick to judge.”

He laughed. “I promise you that I’m not.”

“Seeing your brother getting married makes me wish I was in a relationship.” His voice soften.

You immediately felt guilty. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it….I’m not good with relationships either, if you can tell.”

“Is it because you constantly snap at them.” You raised one eyebrow but you smirked. “I still think you’re an ass.”

You got up and threw your things in the trash.

You went outside hauling a cab. You felt Jimin’s presence on your back. “Are you following me?”

“I was just thinking that I can drive you over….unless you want to ride the backseat of a cab that is probably covered in blood, sweat, and tears…and worse.” He leaned into you closer. “Jizz.”

He laughed and you hit him in the arm. “You’re disgusting.”

“It’s true though…you think they clean those seats.” You watched as he smirked while his tongue brushed his bottom lip.

“Fine.” You followed him to his car.

“So how did it go.” Your brother asked as soon as you got home. Jimin ran to the bathroom real quick, so Jungkook wanted your honest opinion.

“Fine.” You smiled falsely. Jungkook just looked at you arching his eyebrows, he knew you were lying.

“Okay honestly, your friend is a pain in the ass.” Jungkook and Ara just laughed.

“There it is.” Ara smiled. “Told you.” She looked at Jungkook completely oblivious to the comment.

“Whatever….he’s the sweetest guy that I know.”

“We know but he’s just a pain.” Ara said. “Like an annoying brother.”

You just nodded but you simply disagreed, you could never picture him as your brother, you wouldn’t want him as your brother.

You heard the bathroom down the hall open, so you all immediately changed the subject. “So Jimin and I decided that it would be your decision if you wanted your own table or if you wanted the bridesmaid and grooms men on your side.” You started.

You felt the couch sink next to you as Jimin sank down next to you. Jungkook and Ara took a second to think about it. “I think I rather have all of us together.”

“Ha…do I know my best friend or what.” Jimin high five Jungkook causing you to roll your eyes.

“Sorry I guess I just like traditional that’s it.” Jimin immediately calmed down when he saw your pout.

You were siting outside in the backyard with Ara going over the center pieces for the wedding. She was browsing through the tablet. “This one is perfect.” She cheered.

“Ara, the florist is on the phone.” Your mother called Ara from inside the house.

“Hey beautiful.” You heard a voice behind you suddenly.

You looked behind you, to your surprise it was Jimin. “I’m sorry were you talking to me? A few days ago you complimented on how ugly I was.”

You were taken back by his appearance, he was wearing a button up plaid shirt with black ripped jeans, to top it all off he had a snapback and sunglasses on. He looked so good. You just wished he wasn’t a pain in your ass.

“I didn’t mean it like that, I was concerned you didn’t get enough sleep.” He leaned on the table next to you, too close to your liking. The way his sunglasses hung off his face was cute. Stop, thinking about him that way.

“What are you doing here?” You asked.

“I wanted to hang out with you.” He smirked taking the seat next to you. You glared at him.

“What are you really doing here?”

“Jungkook asked me if I had a speech ready and I sort of lied and told him I did and then I remembered that you write for a living so I thought I ask you for help.”

“What makes you think I’ll help you.” His face dropped.

“(Y/N) can you save that picture for me, I’m going to run over to the florist.” Ara rushed out. You nodded and she left you alone with the nuisance.

“Please, I’ll do anything.” He begged.

“There’s nothing that I want from you.” You teased.

“Please.” He said softly.

You looked at him, he was so cute when he was like this, like a puppy. “Fine…but I swear if you offend me once…I will punch you in the face.” He smiled.

“I meant what I said by the way.” He pulled out his phone.

“What?”

“That you’re beautiful.” He blushed.

“With makeup on?”

“Can’t you just take the compliment?” He huffed.

You looked down blushing, you were glad he was looking at his phone because he really did have an affect on you that you couldn’t admit.

For the past hour you helped him come up with a decent speech that you could tell was written by himself. You moved from the backyard to the nice air conditioned house. You were cooking something small for the both of you in the kitchen. You inherited your mothers perfect cooking skills so you enjoyed trying new things. When you placed the food in the oven, you heard Jimin enter the kitchen, still on his phone.

“How are you at dancing?” He asked you. Such a random question.

“I’m okay I guess.” You shrugged your shoulders.

“Slow dancing?” He asked further.

“Why?”

“Because we’ll be dancing at the wedding together, especially for the first dance when we join in.”

“Why me?” You asked confused from his offer.

“Because I’m the best man and you’re the maid of honor.” Oh, that’s right you are forced to dance together, it’s not like he wants to or anything.

He played a song off his phone and walked up closer to you. He bowed before you. “My lady.”

You tried not to laugh at his lame attempt to ask you to dance. He leaned back up extending his hand out for you, you rolled your eyes taking it. He brought you in extremely close that you could feel his hips attached to yours. You actually felt butterflies in your stomach from his touch. He held your right hand as his right hand wrapped around your hip. He started swaying you to the music. It felt nice, you haven’t slow danced since your senior prom and even so this felt a lot more passionate.

Jimin was a good dancer, he made you feel like you were floating, he twirled you around and brought you back in. This time his forehead was leaning on yours as your hips swayed to the music. You felt like your breathing stopped when you saw him lean in further to you. He was going to kiss you, and you weren’t stopping it.

You both looked up startled when you heard the back door open. You saw Jungkook walk in from the clear view it had from the kitchen. Jimin and you were still in your dancing positions.

“What’s going on?” He smirked at the both of you.

“Nothing.” You slightly pushed Jimin away. “He was teaching me how to slow dance.”

“But you know how to slow dance.” He was still smirking at the both of you.

“I haven’t done it in a while.” You crossed your arms.

Jungkook laughed when he noticed the serious expression that Jimin was holding. Jungkook knew his friend all too well.

“Jimin, we need to pick up our suits.” Jungkook stated.

“Hey, so what did I walk into?” Jungkook finally asked Jimin at the tailor.

“Nothing.” Jimin answered.

“Jimin….it’s okay.” Jimin just shrugged his shoulders. “It’s okay if you like my sister.”

Jimin looked up at him shocked. “I don’t know wha-”

“You can’t lie your way out of this one man.” Jungkook patted his best friend on the back.

“She hates me.” Jimin sighed.

“What makes you think that?”

“I can just tell.” He laughed.

“She doesn’t hate you….I can just tell.” Jungkook said making Jimin laugh.

For the past week, everyone was busy with the wedding, it was finally down to the day before and it was the rehearsal in the church. It wasn’t really hard to walk down an aisle, but here you were. When every one was on time there was one person that wasn’t. Jimin. Where was he?

“Where’s Jimin?” You asked.

“I told him to pick up the rings.” Jungkook said.

“Hey sorry I’m late.” Jimin ran through the door. You couldn’t help but laugh at how cutely he stumbled through the door.

“What are you laughing at.” He mumbled at you.

“Nothing.” You looked ahead. You noticed the rehearsal was starting as the flower girl and ring bearer was walking down the aisle. Then followed by the other bridesmaids and grooms.

Then it was yours and Jimins turn, you felt nervous for some reason as you had to interlock your arm with his. Your body was confused as you felt the butterflies. You didn’t know why you were so affect by him. Your head was telling you he was irritating but your heart was telling you something else.

When you reached the end of the aisle you had to separate. You finally had the chance to catch your breath. Then it was Ara’s turn to walk down with her father. She looked lovely, you can’t wait until you see her in her dress tomorrow.

The rest of the ceremony was the usual boring speech the bride and groom go through. The rest of you got to sit and watch. You choose to sit close to the back, taking advantage of the a.c. vent above your head. Jimin came up with the decency to sit next to you.

“You know…you’re one of those annoying people who like to park next to the only car in the parking lot, even though there are hundreds of other spots they could park.” Jimin tried to hold in his laughter.

“Why are you so hostile towards me?”

“You drive me that way.” You smiled.

“Can you believe he’s getting married tomorrow.” You said.

“Its beautiful.” Jimin looked ahead quite sadly. “It’s nice to see that true love exist.”

You looked at Jimin stunned. Was he really that lost? He was a hopeless romantic, he desperately wanted to feel loved by someone and you felt defeated. Jimin wasn’t the person you first thought he was. He had a heart and you judged him off the bat. You could relate to him in every way. You felt a connection.

You reached over and grabbed his hand. The action had him jerk his head in your reaction. He was confused. He felt like you didn’t care about sappy cliche feelings, especially his.

The rest of the night had you feeling all confused. Did you like Jimin? You felt like it was obvious he liked you, but you pushed him away so often you wouldn’t be surprised if he hated your guts.

The guys had their usual bachelor party and you girls had a day at the spa. It was the most relaxing time you ever had in your life.

The morning before the wedding actually felt nice and relaxing, the planning was well seatled. You still had three hours before the wedding started and you were already on your way to the church with the rest of the girls. Lucky the church was in the same hotel as the reception.

After you got ready you decided to make sure everything was all set. You made your way up towards the dining hall. You were confused when you noticed Jimin panicking. He was on his hands and knees looking under tables.

“What’s going on?”

He stood up and looked at you, first he looked flushed, but then it turned to a gazing stare.

You was blown away from how beautiful you looked. And you hate to admit but he was looking hot as well. He looked good in a suit.

“You look beautiful.” He smiled.

“Thank you….why are you crawling around in the floor?”

His facial expression changed back to a panic. “Okay….I sort of lost the rings.”

“What?” You almost yelled.

“I know….I had them a second ago.”

“You better find them.” You helped him look around the dining hall.

“Why don’t you trace your steps.” You suggested.

“Where were you before this?”

He stood there thinking of all the places he could of possibly went. “You obviously went to the wine closet.” You pointed to the bottles on each table. They were part of the center pieces Ara wanted.

It clicked in his head and he ran out the door. You followed him close by, even in your heels. He opened the door to the medium size room. He traced along the counters until he saw a basket of towels.

“Holy shit….they’re here.” He sounded releaved.

“Thank you.” He wrapped his arms around you, embracing you in a hug. You couldn’t help but smile from his dorkyness. When he pulled away he looked at you lustfully.

You felt the need to kiss him and you know he did too by the way he leaned in closer.

He was close enough that you felt his breath brush you lips. Just as the space got smaller, you heard his phone go off. He didnt move, he just closed his eyes in annoyance.

“You should answer that.” You softly spoken and moved further away.

You saw the glance of the ID, it was your brother. “Hey.” He answered as you made your way closer to the door.

“I’ll be right there.”

The wedding was absolutely beautiful, Ara looked gorgeous in her dress. You loved the feel of weddings, everyone seemed so happy. You laughed from the fact that your parents were crying wrecks.

When it finally got time to the reception, it was pretty late. You got a glimpse of the sun going down over the ocean. It was a beautiful, especially for a wedding.

Everyone was settled down, some sitting, some dancing. “You want to dance?” Jimin whispered in your ear just as the music turned slow.

Wow, second time of the night?

You nodded and got up with him. He led you to the dance floor and you couldn’t help but notice the smile on Jungkooks face.

He took your hand and placed his other hand around your waist as you place your hand on his shoulder.

“Did I mention how beautiful you look.” You blushed.

“Yes, you did like three times.” You laughed. “Have you been drinking?”

“Actually no.” He said proudly. “I’ve only had champagne.” You arched your eyebrows. “I promise.”

“I should of know better then to complement you.” He smiled.

“Thank you…..you look very handsome I suppose.” You said sarcastically.

You both swayed to the music, you felt contented, like you wanted this feeling to last forever. You once again both caught yourselves leaning in until your foreheads were against each other. You just listened to your heart beating out of your chest. “I have to use the restroom.” You pulled away.

You turned away towards the door. You turned around as you saw the look of disappointment hidden on Jimin’s face. “Are you coming?” He looked up at you confused.

You pointed your finger to signal for him to follow you. He immediately started towards you as you both made your way towards the women’s restroom.

When you entered the room with Jimin holding your hand behind you, you felt relieved that the room was empty. You walked over to the counter as Jimin locked the door. As soon as he made his way over to you, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a deep desperate kiss.

Every time you both had a close call, it was driving you crazy. You decided to follow your heart instead of your head. You liked Jimin and you finally could admit that to yourself.

You gently grabbed the backs of his hair as you battled dominance in your kiss. Jimin was attempting to bypass your mouth with his tongue. It didn’t take you long to grant him access. He slid his hands down your thighs and tugged under your knee to signal you to jump. He gently placed you on the bathroom counter. You felt him place his lips to your neck, leaving wet marks on your fragile skin.

A week ago you would of laughed at the thought of being this intimate with Jimin, you resented him.

You silently moaned as he kissed below your ear. “I love hearing you like this noona.” He whispered.

You could feel his member harder between your legs. You got butterflies from the thought.

“We better hurry this up, you never know if someone needs the bathroom.” You smirked.

Just then he slid his hand up under your dress feeling the waist line of your panties. He slowly slid them down making you crazy. He was a tease. You let them fall to the floor as you grabbed his belt buckle.

He kissed you passionately as you unbuckled his belt and undid his zipper. You wanted to feel him before you started. You started to rub him outside of his boxer briefs admiring every part of him. He still had his hand up your dress rubing circles along your outer thigh.

You tugged on his pants to expose what was necessary. You needed him and you needed him now. You couldn’t wait any longer. You wrapped your legs around his waist bringing him closer. He leaned his head against yours watching himself line up with your center. You breathed slowly as he pushed inside. You were a little tight so the pain was visible, but you didn’t care. He started to thrust at a steady pace that felt intimidating.

“Go faster.” You demand causing him to smirk at you. He picked up his pace driving your head back to lean on the mirror. The pleasure was hypnotizing, you felt like you were in a daydream and you never wanted to leave.

“Fuck Jimin.” He was thrusting rapidly. You felt tingles all over your body. He kissed your neck as you moaned his name. The sound was music to his ears, he smiled through the kiss.

You heard the bathroom door handle jiggle a few times but that didn’t stop you. “Faster.” He smirked from how impatient you were.

You felt him slow down as he closed his eyes tight as you felt him reached his climax inside of you. You weren’t far behind him as you felt your body go numb. You leaned back against the mirror as the feeling passed. It was incredible. If you weren’t occupying a public bathroom you would beg for seconds.

He slightly giggled leaning his head against yours. You brought your lips into his smiling in the process.

“We better get going.” You whispered as you heard the door knob jiggle again.

He pulled out of you quickly causing you to gasp. As soon as he buckled his pants he picked up your underwear, pushing them back up under your dress. He sweetly helped you off the counter as you made your way towards the door.

You opened the door and luckily you saw no one, but as you walked back to the dining hall, you noticed a few girls passing you with a hotel employee, probably to unlock the door. You and Jimin tried to contain your laughter.

As soon as you got back you noticed everyone seated. You saw Ara’s parents making a speech. When you took your seats Jungkook leaned in towards Jimin.

“Where the fuck you’ve been, your speech is coming up?”

“We needed some fresh air.” Jimin lied.

You nodded as you saw Jungkook smirk. He looked down and laughed. “Your fly is down.” He whispered to Jimin but you clearly heard. You both looked at each other and blushed.

“And your lipstick is a little smudged.” He smiled at you. “I’m glad you guys are finally getting along.”

There was an uneasy feeling between the both of you but Jimin grabbed your hand under the table.

You looked up at him and smirked. “I still think you’re an ass.”

He smirked back.

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Bends in the Road: the writer’s epilogue

Bends in the road (the finished version) can be found here (starting at the sept 11th entry). It began as a short story, but once I fleshed out the town of Oscars Bend a bit - to the tune of over 800 words - I realized it was going to be longer and a bit more than that. This summation is going to be chalk full of spoilers, and a fun exercise on my part I think. Overall goal: I wanted to do a longer form piece with Anya, Noah and Wilbur. The first draft switched POVs every section/chapter but I realized that wasn’t working as well so scrapped it at the 15K mark. The second draft was about 18K long since giving it one POV - Anya’s - helped focus it more. That, and the characters splitting up initially made no sense, there were several scenes in the first draft I knew needed more in order to be less bland. What follows is the outline I had originally (including the poorest town map ever made) and my notes in italics after each entry. Bends in Roads – INFO STUFF TOWN LAYOUT: OSCARS BEND to Appleford | __________1_|_2_____3 (STORE) (CEMETERY) 4 | 5 | | 6 (MOTEL)

to Rivercomb First off: there is no plot listed. I had some bits in my head, but not enough actually worked out. One reason why it took over 2 months to write such a short story. I tend to write novellas far more off the cuff, and the lesson here is to do less of that :) Gerry and Edith Truman (#1) (‘95)Gerry and Edith are perhaps the heart of the town, given they’ve been here the longest. They’ve been married over fifty years, Gerry – 82 – is a retired logger and Edith – 81 – worked for the Wakefield Fire Commission in accounts. They settled here officially in ‘95 because the house was very cheap, it was quiet and Edith wanted a large garden. Gerry, for his part, wanted a space for his private life to remain private. That being that he’s a lumberjack who likes to dress in women’s clothing. Almost no one knows this, because the jokes would be unbearable. Edith does, and doesn’t judge. Her ability to accept without judgement is the closest thing Oscars Bend has to a Talent, and she is the main reason the Outsider has not taken over. It can’t find a hold over her and has no desire what to make of that. (Of course, her husband and the town are a hold but the Outsider only thinks in terms of Secrets.)

The importance of Edith is emphasized, though not to the extent it became in the actual story when she is closer to being a Fisher King than anything else, bound to the land to protect the town. This is, of course, not done often because the price she paid (or chose to pay) was extremely high. One major limitation of the magician series is that it set a specific limit to magicians and the places they generally exist in, so the series tends to explore the other ways places protect themselves. The McTavishes (#2) Scott, Amy, Peter (+Jenny), Kris, Susan, Paul, Mark, Becky (‘01)Scott and Amy McTavish moved to Oscars Bend in 2001. Because the world didn’t end, and they’d sold everything in the name of the Church of the Final Truth, believing angels would come down. And the world just went on. Their children went with them, Peter and Kris growing up in the middle of nowhere. Peter got a bride online – Jenny – and they’ve had three children of their own (Susan, Paul and Mark). Kris moved away, got married and moved back after his wife died with his daughter, Becky. They all live in the same large, sprawling house because Scott and Peter are both carpenters and keep it in better shape than the rest of the town. Additionally, they have a YouTube channel run mostly by Peter about living off the land that brings in a nice bit of income. Susan, Paul, Mark and Becky all go to school in the town of Appleford an hours north of Oscars Bend. It’s a bit further than Rivercomb, but no one talks about why they avoided the larger town.

The McTavishes had no Deep Secret, nor were ever meant to. I had hints toward it - why their grandparents moved there, why everyone moved back - and something is clearly going on, but it’s left as more an exercise to the reader since the length of the story didn’t permit most of them to actually be involved in it. That Edith wanted more people in the town is definitely a major part of it however. but the extent to which they were aware of what she was is probably not much at all. Greg Sutcliffe and Daniel Wray (#3) – Store. (~4)Daniel runs the local store while his boyfriend Greg works online as part of Anonymous. They don’t care what everyone else thinks of them, but neither do their advertise their relationship. It helps that Greg pretty much never leaves the apartment above the shop and Daniel used to run with some nastier gangs; he is why they’re hiding out in the middle of nowhere, or as close to it as they could find.

I never planned to do much with them; they were here somewhat to shake up the view the characters would have of an ultra-small town being very conservative and a fun exploration of how the shop - and town - actually made enough income to survive, The story took it into darker places than I’d intended, but I left it open-ended if the PCs would ever do anything about the situation. Using food banks to stock a convenience store struck me as an interesting form of opportunism that highlighted the extent the town would go to in order to survive. Bob Plint (+Alvin) (#4) (10 years) Bob Plint made money in the banking industry, and accepted retirement when it was accept early retirement at 35 without any package or end up in prison. He and his common-law wife Tina moved to Oscars Bend since no one would know about Robert Plint here. Their son, Alvin, is severely disabled and kept at home. Tina died 5 years ago – 5 years after the move to Oscars Bend – and Bob keeps Alvin at home. He believes his son is just punishment for his crimes, and keeps him out of school because he doesn’t want Alvin to be a drain on the system. Bob is, also, immune to the influence of the Outsider because there is nothing in him for it to effect.

Bob and Alvin didn’t change; it was intended to be the darkest part of the story where you could understand what Robert Plint did even if you couldn’t sympathize with him at all. Jennifer (nee John) Smith. (#5) (4 years)John Smith was a psychic. The kind who did tarot readings, tea leaves, cold reading. He ran into a magician, was terrified out of his mind and fled with the ghosts of those whose lived he had ruined on his tail. With several living people he’d tricked after him as well, he’s been lying low as Jennifer in Oscars Bend for 3 years now, repairing the last viable house (#5) and using the fact that people know Jennifer as a man to alleviate questions and suspicions. Even now, John is a conman at heart. As a con man, John Smith dressed as a woman - badly - to make people not ask too many questions about who he was, and everyone in town figured he was transitioning. Which was part of his con. Like Bob, he is hiding from crimes. Unlike Bob, he is doing even more crimes (essentially) in the process of hiding. Bend in the Road Motel (#6): Hogan Baxter and Petunia Graves (7 years)The bend in the Road Motel isn’t much to look at. It’s even less to own. It was, however, the only thing left to Hogan and Petunia by their father, Arthur, when he died seven years ago. Unable to find a buyer, they’ve ended up running it. Petunia’s ex-husband Ray won’t find her here, and Hogan – well, he’d never found a job or girlfriend or anything that fit him. They get along, mostly, and Petunia’s gift for accounting means they sometimes turn a profit. This was just notes for me, since I had no plans for them to be in the story beyond Noah renting the room from them. I was going to have them questioned in the first draft, but it ended before I got to that point and I mostly ignored them in the second one. Eesh An entity from Outside the universe, Eesh appears to to be a shadow wreathed in fog, often as large as 8’ tall with a cartoonish body and wide white eye. The form is entirely a convenience as the real Eesh is the creepy cold fog about the projection. Eesh gets sustenance and enjoyment from pushing people to mental breaking points and joy from testing them. Mr. Pickles knows this, and Eesh is a test of the MCs as much as anything else. Eesh never shows up. Or exists. I was ¾ done the second draft, still trying to figure the Outsider out at all, and then realized the story worked even better if there was no Outsider at all. Accomplishing this just involved altering a couple of lines when the characters first probe Oscars Bend. At that point, the last of the story came together in a single day of writing.

I don’t subscribe to the idea that characters tell the story or do what they want to, but it does come from the fact that writing a story is the easy part: you’ve subconsciously done the leg work already, and the trick tends to discovering that, and merging it all together and trusting you know what you are doing when it feels like you don’t at all. I once did a novel for nanowrimo where things went off-rails and I was left going ‘Why ARE the characters going to Mars? That wasn’t in my outline … oh well. I can write it and take it out if it doesn’t work.’ It turned out to be a major and important part of the resolution near the end. Plot should always be in the service of story, and it was a good example of that for me.

#writing #prose #Bends In The Road #writing about writing

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onceabluemoonwrites · 7 years ago

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Rules:

1. Post the rules 2. Answer the questions given to you by the tagger 3. Write 11 questions of your own 4. And tag 11 people

I was tagged by the darling @uselessvalshit !

1. Favorite youtuber/kind of videos on YouTube?

I really love short animation vids, they’re so beautiful! Also, ANYTHING musical. I love musicals. I like to see some AMV’s from time to time, but it tends to exhaust me, so I don’t do it a lot even though I love them (I’m really bad with flashes- like, don’t ever take me to a club. I will be outside the minute the lights begin to flash because that stuff makes me sick).

2. Favorite perfume?

Probably Chanel 05. I never wear any perfume myself, but my mom has a bottle of Chanel 05 and uses it once a blue moon (haha, like my username). But when she does it’s always for a fancy party, so I grew up associating that smell with my mom’s most beautiful suit jacket (which, to me, was kinda like a princess gown because it had these little birds sewed into the fabric and it was magical). It’s a really nice memory!

3.Country in Latin America you would like to visit?

I’d love to visit a lot of countries there, but if I had to choose one, I’d probably say Cuba, because my grandparents went there a lot and my parents have (consequently) very good memories of it. Also, I’m told I have some relatives there.

4. Weird thing you like to eat and everyone judges you about it?

Probably ketchup on my pannekoeken. Pannekoeken are a Dutch dish- the closest to it would probably be a pancake, but pancake are much thicker and puffier compared to pannekoeken and a lot blander (the batter is different). It looks like this:

You normally eat it with sugar or syrup on top.

5. Without limits and effort, how would you like to change or put into your room?

A bay window. That’s my dream! A bay window with a window seat where I can read! :D

6. Your favorite memory with family (or friends, or s/o)?

Going to Paris with my mom was amazing. It was a life-changing journey for me, to be honest.

7. That thing in your room that you keep wondering what’s still doing there or why you have it?

The attachments of the balcony flower boxes!

8. Your most ridiculous fear (at anytime of your life)?

When I was about seven, we moved to a new house, and the rooms were too big. As a result, I was scared as hell of the dark for years. It’s an old house, so everything would creak as well. The most traumatic thing that happened was probably that I had nighmares- awful ones- and I was used to calling out for my mom and dad then. But in the new house, it was too far away, even if I could get myself (super afraid and throat closing because of it) to scream on top of my lungs. My parents wouldn’t hear me. At the time, I didn’t know how to tell my parents this, so they never did anything about it because they didn’t know there was a problem.

Long story short, I slept with lights on until I was fourteen.

9. Favorite piece (or three pieces) of merchandise you own?

I have this gigantic Harry Potter and the Halfblood Prince poster! Back when our cinema was still small (it moved by now and merged with several others) you could ask them about the posters after the movie was out of office, and if they had any left, you would get them for free! I was so proud of getting my hands on that one!

10. Habits on other people you can’t stand?

Probably hypocritical, but I can’t stand smart-alec behavior. One thing that’s a pet peeve is people using complex words they don’t know the meaning of- though I do have fun memories of that one. In grade school I sat next to this kid who was REALLY annoying (no, it wasn’t just me who thought that- he got so annoying at one time that our teacher actually taped him to his chair so he wouldn’t bother anyone- best (and most peaceful) hour all year!) and kept fighting with me. But every time I got mad, he would get mad too, and then he’d use words HE didn’t understand, but I DID. It was hilarious, if exhausting.

11. That OTP of OTP’s, above any in all your fandoms?

0027~~ (THE PRIDE COMMENT OH MY GOSH)

My Questions!

1. What is your second favourite fandom?

2. Any lesser known shows/manga/anime/books everybody needs to know about?

3. Ghibli or Disney?

4. Why Ghibli/Disney?

5. Favourite flower?

6. What makes you ship something?

7. Or WHO makes you ship things?

8. Favourite book?

9. Most Annoying Sibling Award?

10. Wooden floors vs. linoleum.

11. Who are you in the Cinnamon roll meme?

@i-w-p-chan @operaeagleicelynlacelett , @metronomeihear @@otaku-alert , @adelmortescryche, @mermbernation , @curiousbecuriousblueram, @ms-erie @tendous-satoris, @princess-bel, @crea-sei

You don’t have to if you don’t want to! :3

#tag games #blue babbles

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lovemesomesurveys · 6 years ago

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[[ Random Survey Questions // By @x-hallie-x ]] 1. When was the last time you realized something about yourself, your abilities, or your financial situation that left you feeling disappointed? Uhhh. Well, I’ve been disappointed in myself for quite some time. I don’t like the personal I’ve become these past couple years. I just feel like such a failure. I don’t like that I’ve completely surrendered to my health and just have really given up. I don’t take care of myself like I should. I self-sabotage. I sit and mope and throw pity parties and I don’t do anything to try and make things better. Some things are out of my control, but some things aren’t. Even the things that are, they could still be better managed. I have no idea at all what I want to do with my life. I just can’t seem to get it together. What scares me is that I just don’t have the energy or motivation to care and the longer this goes on, the worse things get. It has really had an effect on my health.

2. Generally, are you more likely to blame others or yourself for problems you experience? Oh, definitely myself. I’m very quick to blame myself for everything.

3. What is one thing about your life that you don’t ever see changing, even if you might wish it would? It’s hard for me to imagine a time when things won’t be how they are now. I can’t envision myself being at a point where I’m happy and doing something with my life and I have finally have it together.

4. At what point in your life have you been the most social or had the most friendships? And at which point have you been the least social? My early 20′s. I had a few friends and I actually used to have a social life and did things. Hard to believe now. Over the past couple years I’ve become a complete hermit crab. I haven’t hung out with friends in almost 2 years, which is wild. I had a friend I saw at least once a week, sometimes more back when we were in school. I had another friend I saw every couple weeks or so, too. Now to have gotten to the point where I haven’t seen them in almost 2 years... it’s crazy. It’s the same with my cousins that I used to be close with, too. I even became withdrawn and distant from them. I have no social life now. Outside of my immediate family that I live with, the only other people I see are doctors.

5. Do you prefer to have a few close friends or a bunch of random acquaintances? Which would describe what you have now? I liked having my few close friends. Now I don’t have any.

6. Do you journal? Generally, what do you write about? Do you find it helpful to get your thoughts out that way, or do you prefer another form of self-expression? I used to write in a journal all the time in middle school up until I was in the 10th grade. I had a Xanga I wrote journal entries in as well in high school. Now the closest thing I have to that are these surveys. These allow me to vent and ramble and sort through some of my feelings.

7. Do you like eating foods that other people have cooked for you, or do you prefer to have control over your meals? Well, I don’t cook apart from Top Ramen and things I can zap up in the microwave, sooo I have no problem with other people cooking for me. My parents and brother are great cooks. I also really enjoy takeout.

8. Have you ever been somewhere and REALLY didnt like a food that you were expected to eat? How did you deal with this? Are you someone who is likely to suck it up and be polite or refuse and save your taste buds? When I was a kid my grandparents made us grandkids eat our vegetables and we had to eat everything on our plate. I hate most vegetables, so it wasn’t a pleasant experience.

9. What is one way in which you compare yourself to others? In this comparison, do you regard yourself as better or worse off than the people to whom you usually do the comparing? I compare myself to others quite a bit. Like I see people my age and younger who seem to have their life together, at least more than I do. They have jobs and families of their own and they’re doing things they want to do. Not to say they don’t have their own struggles, but it just seems like they’re farther ahead in life than I am in many ways. I look at myself and I’m almost 30 with no direction, no aspirations, still living at home, never had a relationship (nowhere near a real one), never had a job...

10. What is something you’ve been particularly grateful for lately? That I have my family because without them... I really don’t know what I would do. I couldn’t keep going without them. I’d be a hell of a lot worse without them. These past couple years have been really hard and I’m just grateful that I have them by my side. They put up with so much. 11. What kind of change or opportunity would be the biggest help in your life right now? Well, I think seeking therapy would be a good start. If I did that and it was helping, then I could hopefully be an active participant in my life again at some point and start really working on things.

12. Is there one emotion that you experience more often than any other? Is there an emotion you rarely ever experience? I’d say I battle depression, but it’s not even a battle anymore because it won a long time ago, but yeah that. I feel irritated and frustrated quite often, too. 13. How mature would you say you are? What qualities do you think make a person mature? I’m not sure how to measure that, exactly.

14. When was the last time you believed there might be something seriously medically wrong with you? What was the ultimate diagnosis? Now? I’ve felt that way often throughout my life. I’d always think the worst and assume something was wrong. Sometimes there was, sometimes there wasn’t. I am currently dealing with health stuff and have throughout my life.

15. What is one illness you are afraid of having? Do you know anyone who has faced this illness? I am afraid of possibly getting cancer. I have had family members who have battled cancer, so it is in my family.

16. How do you tend to behave when you’re sick? What kinds of things do you like people to do for you, if anything, to help you feel better? I just sleep a lot and lie in bed...which is really what I do a lot of the time so I guess it’s not all that different. I sleep more; though, when I’m sick. I’m also moody and irritable, but that’s also not much different than how I always am. ha.

17. If you’re someone who rarely eats breakfast, is there a reason for this? If you do usually eat breakfast, are there any other meals you avoid or skip for any reason, and why so? I’ve never been much of a breakfast person. My body doesn’t like to eat early or when I first get up. I sleep in late, sometimes until like 4 in the evening, so by then it’s like late lunch and dinner time, ha. But even when I did used to get up early for school and such I’d maybe have a granola bar if anything. I like to just have my coffee and then after I’m finished I’m usually ready for something about an hour or so after, especially because like I said, I sleep in pretty late. I do like breakfast foods a lot, though.

18. When was the last time you did something you were proud of? Were other people proud of you as well? Does it matter to you whether or not other people care about your accomplishments, or is your own satisfaction enough? The last thing I did that I was actually proud of myself for was graduating with my BA. Towards the end of getting my degree, I was so burnt out, overwhelmed, stressed, and just to the point of being done with everything. I was also dealing with some health stuff back then, which made things difficult. There were many times I wanted to just give up. Despite all that, I kept going and pushed myself to finish school and get my degree. It’s been almost 4 years now since I’ve graduated, and I’ve done absolutely nothing. Ya’ll know the rest of the story (see question 1). I feel like it was such a waste now. I also hate to admit that I don’t even want to do anything in psychology, which is what I got my BA in. I am not cut out for that. I have no idea what I want to do. I think about all that money that went into getting that degree and for what? I actually wish I would have thought long and hard after I graduated from community college before continuing on to get my BA. Truthfully, I wasn’t entirely sure what I wanted to do with a psychology degree, but I was so interested in it and I kept thinking/hoping it would just come together and I’d figure it out. I kept thinking I had to get my BA and not going to school wasn’t an option for me. I just really, really wish I would have thought more about it and maybe even took time off after community college. I was just afraid that if I didn’t keep going and took that time off that I would never go back. I put that pressure on myself that I had to do it. All the good that did me, though...

19. What is your least favorite thing about the season you’re currently experiencing? Are you okay with most types of weather, or are you only happy under certain conditions? Well, it’s supposed to be fall but California is still experiencing summer it feels like and I hate it. Summer is just miserable to me. I’m like, wtf it’s fall can this warm weather please go away now?? We’re still getting mid 80s and that’s still too hot for me. We’re in November now, like seriously??

20. Have you made any changes to your style or “look” lately? How often do you change your appearance, hairstyle, fashion, etc? Or is it a pretty constant thing? No. I don’t have the energy or motivation for that. I really need to get my hair done, but sigh. I last got it done in August. :X I was really good about getting it done once a month and keeping it nice, but I suck at that now just like with everything else.

21. What are some things you do to feel pampered? Getting my hair done. It feels good after it’s done and my hair looks all nice and pretty. Sigh. I really need to make an appointment.

22. What was the last thing you felt hopeful about? Do you think there’s a good chance of whatever-it-is working out in your favor, or not so much? I really don’t know the last time I felt hopeful about anything.

23. In what ways are you prone to black and white thinking? In what ways do you see more in terms of color or gray? I mean, I’m generally pretty open minded and I know there’s more than one side to some things and it’s not always just one thing or another. I guess when it comes to my life and health, I see things more gray.

24. Are there types of people you will simply never understand (not necessarily ~empathize with) no matter how hard you might try? Are there people you seem to understand almost immediately? Oh, definitely. I don’t even really understand myself I feel like, so. You can’t possibly understand everyone. There are just certain opinions and beliefs that I just can’t understand.

25. When was the last time you tried something you’ve never tried before? How likely are you to break from your routine and try new things? A crispy chicken sandwich from Burger King, ha. That’s about as adventurous as I get, guys. I don’t try a lot of new things and my life is very routine.

26. Have you ever “recovered” from anything? What does “recovery” mean or look like to you? Uhh, well physically, yes. Like from surgeries and other stuff. I can’t think of another example of recovery, though.

27. What are some ways your childhood differed from those of others around you? Do you think this difference was harmful or advantageous in the long run? I mean, apart from being in a wheelchair, I feel like I had a pretty typical, “normal” childhood. I was still able to most things. I really enjoyed my childhood.

28. What is one thing you are really good at compared to most people? What about one thing you are really bad at compared to others? I don’t feel I’m really good at anything, honestly. I am your basic, average girl. I’m really bad a lot of things compared to others, even when it comes to just being a functional adult.

29. Do you think people are “all good” or “all bad”? What would make someone qualify as “bad” or “good” to you, or do you simply not think in those terms? Even the best of people have their bad traits. No one is perfect and everyone makes mistakes. I’m tired now so I can’t dwell more on that right now.

30. When was the last time you did something out in nature? Do you notice a dip in your mood when you don’t get enough of the Great Outdoors? When I went to the beach this past summer. I’m not an outdoorsy person at all, but I do love the beach.

#personal #text #survey #surveys

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whitneyrmcguireblog · 5 years ago

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Crashes

Making time to reevaluate childhood trauma as an adult before its too late. Sometimes I feel like i’m a passenger on a speeding jet, ascending into the air, my life, the landscape beyond my window. Everything feels like a blur. As I am working through upending fears to create joy, I have decided to write through this process as best I can. Feel free to leave feedback. Or not. Today’s fear: Crashes. Read more below.

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I remember a loud crash. My head was resting on my mother’s lap as we both sat on the floor. Her french tip acrylic nails tracing calms down my back, repeating affirmations of better days to come as if writing sentences over and over the way ornery pupils do for punishment. Goosebumps emerged from my skin filling my body and mind with comfort. belonging. A pervading knowing that I was loved. The crash happened during my mother’s evening prayers, a ritual she embraced just 12 years prior to my arrival Earthside. It was 1991 and I was five years old. Glass shattered in our living room and all I could see were headlights. Our elderly neighbor, one my mother was never really fond of, accidentally pressed her gas instead of her break and sped into our front porch. “She’s a bitch,” my mother would say, ignoring the social mores of swearing in front of children through her feigned smile every time we pulled into our driveway, under the watch of this neighbor. She never returned the smile. The matriarchs of my family rushed to our aide that evening. I stood on my favorite stool, hunched over the kitchen sink, dry heaving from the fumes of our neighbor’s mangled Buick LeSabre. A few of my braids affixed with plastic, colorful beads, tapped the side of the sink escaping my grandmother’s gentle grasp catching remnants of my spit. The patriarchs remained outside with the police.

I’ve only a few memories in this kitchen. Most of them revolving around the swift need to diffuse tension. Despite the frequent goosebumps offered to me by my mother’s touch, my stomach held memories of a different sensation, prompting my uncle to offer me ginger supplements often. Apparently I worried a lot. My parents’ arguments filled the home as I watched them between banister posts on the stairs. My mother humorously recalls “losing it” on my father a few times, once so badly she chased him out of the door and down the street with a knife. The other times she would grab the closes hard object and hurl it at him out of frustration and exhaustion. A hairdryer is the only inanimate object my father fondly recalls being thrown at him.

My parents lived together for only one year of my life. I met my father when I was 4. He was released from prison shortly before my 4th birthday. The first time he drove me to pre-school, without my mother, I screamed the entire way there. Later that day, I fell off of a swing and cracked a tooth. Bloody and all, I knew the first person I would see outside of pre-school staff would be my mother. I was right.

The second crash occurred a few months later. My mother and I rushed to a Buddhist meeting, skipping morning prayers. An elderly woman in a very big green car rammed into our toyota sending it careening into on-coming traffic and eventually on the lawn of a small law firm. I was secured in a booster seat in the back. Somehow I managed to hold onto my barbies the entire time. I don’t remember fear. The door closest to me was too dented to open, so I crawled out of the opposite window into my mother’s arms. No one from the law office came to check on us. We were in the “white part of town.” They did let us use their phone to call the police, however. My mother never skipped her morning prayers again.

The green paint from the woman’s car streaked the gray and silver dents on our car, which eventually stayed in our driveway. We couldn’t afford to get it fixed. Every time we approached our home, I saw the “good side of the car first, feeling a flash of hope that it was fixed, but at we got closer, I would spot the side that was impacted by the wreck. And I would grow instantly cold. Even in the summer. This is when fear began to set in for me, for just about everything. If we parked next to a wrecked car in a parking lot, or pulled up next to one at a stoplight, my 5 year old body would tense up, my heart would race, my stomach would churn and sometimes I would cry. My mother, unaware of my newly-acquired phobia, would repeatedly ask me what was wrong. I don’t remember what I told her, but I’m sure it was, “nothing.”

The third crash happened outside of my presence. My grandmother, a new widow and our primary support, was apparently leaving the parking lot of a gas station when someone slammed into her Lincoln town car causing significant damage to the anterior of the car. She came home shaken up, but quite unaffected in my opinion. I, however, feared going into the garage everyday until the car was fixed. I noted the way my grandmother and mother handled these situations. Ones that seemed to completely jar my sense of security seemed nothing but blips on the radar for them. It’s worth mentioning that I never saw either of them cry after my grandfather, my grandmother’s husband and my mother’s father passed away the year prior.

He was a pervading force in my life. My first father. He made me waffles, eggs and bacon in the mornings and we would discuss fishing, books, and my mother - his favorite child, though he never expressed that verbally to her. In the evenings, curled up in his lap, I would often stare at the gold playboy bunny symbol that dangled from one of his many gold chains. Eventually, I would find his Playboy stash and marvel at bodies I simultaneously wanted to devour and admire. His death left an imprint on my psyche. Men leave.

The day I won the kindergarten spelling bee, my mother was absent. My grandfather met me backstage with a bouquet of flowers and drove me home. The garage door opened shortly after and my mother also walked in, greeted with her own bouquet of roses i excitedly presented to her with a smile on my face. “CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR DIVORCE!!!” I yelled à la Oprah, with arms outstretched in power stance. She thanked me bashfully. “Glad that’s done,” she said.

The year I turned 6 was an opposite year. Everything was different as if I had unknowingly agreed with some higher power to participate in 365 opposite days that year. You know, the kind where you wear your clothing backwards or days when the teachers dress up as students and vice versa. Except I wasn’t in on the joke. When I blew out the candles on my 6th birthday I wished for my grandfather to come back. He never did. Apparently my grandmother couldn’t get the image of his dead body slumped in his favorite chair during March madness out of her mind either. We moved from that house soon after. She, into a smaller, family-owned condominium across town, and my mother and I in a cute, run down two story home somewhat near her.

Although my new bedroom was twice the size of the one my mother and I shared in my grandparents’ home, I spent most of my time in my mother’s room perusing her fancy clothes and watching MTV and Nickelodeon on her personal television. My mother was a teacher during the day and a Jazz singer at night. I consider myself a “stage kid” because I grew up used to the daily grind of having a parent who worked two jobs, to which one I could accompany her, when appropriate. Her most consistent gig was at a restaurant near the airport called Shades of Jade. We would have to drive almost an hour to get there on Tuesdays and Thursdays. On those days I would meet her at home from the bus stop and hop in the tub to wash off the day. She would lay out my outfit for the evening and I would watch her apply vibrant shades of red lipstick, black eyeliner, and blush to her caramel-colored skin. She was always a beautiful woman, but on those nights, her beauty was especially enhanced. Her charisma and stage persona always made me feel a little small. Like I could never do what she’s doing, despite her encouragement for me to join her on stage for what she thought would be cute mother-daughter moments. Also, tips were more abundant when the singer’s child was present. But I never acquiesced. A retired white couple befriended my mother during her residency at this restaurant. They were regulars and often bought me extra shrimp toast and egg rolls to eat while I sat through my mother’s four-hour set. They were artists themselves and often brought writing and drawing implements to keep me busy. I loved to draw. I loved to write.

The fourth crash happened the summer before my first year in boarding school. My mother had recently accepted a job in Las Vegas after explaining to me that “she had exhausted the Mid-West circuit (for performing).” She was ready to regain her sense of self and step even more fully into the person she was before I came along. She met my father before moving to New York after graduating from Central State University in Dayton, Ohio. They remained in contact during the 13 years she spent performing with some of the biggest names in music at the time, Chaka Kahn, Prince, Rick James, etc. One divorce under her belt and the trauma of watching her first cousin and twin flame die from AIDS sent her back to Dayton, our hometown, for a change of pace and more stability. “I didn’t want to be no damn teacher,” she’s often reminded me. But when my father was convicted of a drug offense, she was left with no income and a newborn baby. “I had to do what I had to do,” she said. My father remarried rather quickly after their divorce, their second my the way. My mother divorced him while he was in prison, perhaps as a way to regain a sense of control during one of the most chaotic times in her life. My step mother, a more simple woman who pragmatically sought stability through a government job she held for nearly 40 years, and a teen mom, reminded me of my mother, only in looks. Both had short hair, channeling Anita Baker. Bother were the same complexion. Both were consistently aggravated by my father.

On the day of the fourth crash i was brewing with anger in the wake of one of the most explosive arguments I had ever had with an adult - my father - the night before. We sat in his black GMC truck arguing about whether he should have to pay for the laptop computer i needed to rent for boarding school. The $400 rental fee may seem like small change for many, but for my family it meant the difference between being able to afford necessities versus something that seemed rather extravagant at the time. “You don’t need a computer. You can use a pen and paper.” I retorted with the fact that most of our assignments were disseminated via computer and that I would be at a significant academic disadvantage without one. “Well why can’t your mother pay for it? Child support doesn’t cover these things. I am not obligated by the court to pay for a computer. What is your mother using the child support for?” “BILLS!!!” I responded at the top of my lungs, I’m sure followed by many expletives I brazenly employed — a hallmark of my communication tactics with my parents. I don’t hold my tongue. The morning after, I decided to skip church, but my stepmother, a faithful woman at the time, guilted me into attending church that day. I was always annoyed by her driving. She always stopped too short in my opinion, driving too closely behind cars that were in front of her. In fact, I often questioned her depth perception. This day was no different. While in traffic she stopped short and actually tapped the red pickup truck in front of us, but then, “BANG!” The loudest bang there ever was. The cereal I was eating from a cup flew out from between my legs and scattered all over my white pedal pushers and the dashboard. My step mother checked the rearview mirror and all we could see was the red trunk of her Mazda 626 mangled. “My CAR!” she exclaimed then checked me to make sure the cereal milk was not, in fact, blood. The first responders to the scene asked me a few questions then looked at me sympathetically. “It happens,” the firefighter said to me pointing to my wet pants. “It’s MILK!” I said, curing the embarrassment he was transferring to me from his assumption that I had wet my pants.

I received a few hundred dollars from the settlement from that accident and went to the nearest Walmart to purchase snacks for my dorm room. I had been accepted to boarding school the year prior as the result of my misunderstood independence. Just a year prior to that, when I was 12 years old, I met one of my mother’s favorite students, Jamila. She had the longest hair I had ever seen on a 100% black girl, sort of like Aaliyah. She carried a confidence that I often tried to mimic, but could never really nail. She was tall, beautiful, and her eyes sparkled with new beginnings and an “other side of the train tracks” aura. My mother introduced me to Jamila by reminding me that she was attending boarding school for high school. I had no idea what boarding school was so I inquired about her experience as if her little sister, ready to hang on to her every word. “You will really like it. You should apply,” she said. Following that conversation, I read my first (and only) harry potter book and another written by a black woman Buddhist member my mother had recently befriended. Both stories, one fictional, the other biographical, told the story of boarding school with the same amount of magic. Except Charlene’s magic was navigating an all-white institution as one of the first black students to integrate her historically white male boarding school. I saw myself in both characters. I saw myself in Jamila. So I decided that I would pursue the opportunity to apply to boarding school via a feeder program for inner city youth.

A few months, lots of judging from my family who thought my mother, father and me were crazy, many re-writes of handwritten applications and essays later, I was in! Five out of five boarding schools accepted me, but only one offered me a full-tuition scholarship, Jamila’s school, St. George’s high school in Newport, RI. The first time I visited campus I felt goosebumps, like the ones my mother’s nails caused. For the first time in a long time, I was fearless.

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autolycusimp · 7 years ago

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It’s Nachi’s birthday today and you know I’m about to do something right now. I’ve loved this guy for 7 years now, and I still secretly hope he gets his time to shine in Saint Seiya.

Until then, I have 20 head canons for my Wolf Saint. One for every day of the month I should’ve been doing. But I didn’t because I am zapped of all creative energy.

Quick reminder that these are my head-canons. Some may differ from others. ISome are about his prefrences, how he gets along with people, his background and even his training days in Bomi Hills.

Headcanon #1

Nachi is fully fluent in English and Japanese. He was born in Japan but raised in Oxford, England by his mother and grandparents. The accent stuck around even after he left. I always pictured Nachi to sound similar to Gavin Free of Rooster Teeth when he speaks English.

I think the main reason why I headcanon Nachi as British is mostly because of this video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y2F3ZWEEbF4&t=238s

Michael Jones vaguely reminded me of Jabu, because of the short temper. And Nachi messing around would make Jabu fly into a rage. There’s more videos of Gavin and Michael, but this Minecraft one takes the cake:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_drIby275I

Headcanon #2

His favorite desserts are: raspberry ripple ice cream, eton mess and trifles. He’ll try other desserts, but his preference is primarily British.

Headcanon #3

If Hyoga is the best dancer of the Main Bronze Saints, then Nachi is the best dancer for the Secondary Bronze Saints. Hyoga is focused more on ballet, and Nachi is content with dance aerobics. The two end up being friends because of shared interests. They also discover that their mothers both studied and danced for the same ballet company in Paris (more on that later).

Of course, he keeps this a secret from the rest of the group. But people notice how graceful and fluid his movements are anyway.

Headcanon #4

The Gen Ma Ken attack ended up affecting Nachi’s sleeping pattern and he ended up with insomnia for several months. Granted, as a Saint, his body has more endurance than any other mortal, but he had to get medication so he could sleep. Afterwards, he was able to go back to bed with no problem.

Headcanon #5

Nachi talks in his sleep. It totally caught everyone off guard, but eventually they decide to roll with it. The rest of the losers place bets to see who can hold a conversation the longest with Nachi. So far, Ban is in the lead.

Headcanon #6

Nachi’s the type of guy to overheat in his sleep, so he wears boxers to bed. He’ll put on PJ pants if there are overnight guests. (Unlike Ichi, who would sleep in the nude regardless of who’s over.)

Headcanon #7

Nachi has the ability to talk himself out of any fight (when it’s not Saint-related). However, he STILL can kick your ass if you push his buttons enough. This goes mostly for non-Saint related fights. He’s a low-tier Bronze Saint, but his strength can severely hurt anyone.

Headcanon #8

Out of all the bronze saints, Jabu is Nachi’s closest friend. The two have each other’s back when unpacking some painful stuff or when they’re just going out for drinks and hitting on girls along the way. When Jabu needs some time off, Nachi will often times step in as leader.

Headcanon #9

Nachi has no idea who his biological father is, but he knows he’s still alive in France.

His mother told him that she met his father in Paris while she was working in a ballet company. He was a student activist and lived a life of danger for the greater good. She was absolutely smitten with him and he soon took a liking to her. She fought by his side, and this clashed with her schoolwork. She gave up her dreams of being a performer so she could stay with him.

But the relationship was very turbulent, and they got together just as quickly as they broke up. Eventually, his mother found out she was pregnant. She went to tell her lover the news, unsure of what he would say. He looked at her, smiled and laughed. She was confused and asked him what he found so funny. He simply smiled at her and said:

“Oh, ma chérie, you should know by now that my significant other is revolution! I can’t have a child slow me down...”

And she never saw him again. It’s safe to say, Nachi absolutely despises the shit out of his biological father.

Headcanon #10

Nachi’s mother took him to go see some friends in Japan. While driving to Tokyo in the middle of a storm, they got into a car crash. Nachi’s mother was in the hospital, her life hanging by a thread. But it was very clear there was a slim chance of her surviving. Nachi told the doctors he had family in England, and they were busy trying to contact his grandparents.

At the time, Mitsumasa Kido was busy searching for orphaned boys to become Saints. He was visiting one of his hospitals where he found Nachi crying. He learned that the boy had lost his mother and was “technically” an orphan. Mitsumasa Kido “adopted” Nachi and had people sign and complete the paperwork.

By the time Nachi’s grandparents went to go and find Nachi, he was gone. Mitsumasa Kido had told the doctors to tell them he and his mother perished in the car accident, but his grandfather wasn’t convinced. Mitsumasa Kido had to pull several strings so they would stray off his trail. So Nachi ends up going to Bomi Hills, training and receiving the Wolf Cloth.

Headcanon #11

During his years of training in Bomi Hills, he met someone there. She lived in a neighboring village with her grandmother; a woman who inherited a diamond mine and held a lot of power. That woman was named Madame Barbara; a Johannesburg resident with Dutch background.

Humans need human contact to survive, and Saint training was brutal. Nachi found support in this little sheltered red-haired girl. Her grandmother hated him but he didn’t understand why. He found out later by the redhead; her grandmother saw Nachi as a troublemaker and wanted him far away from her granddaughter. Finding her demands silly, Nachi and the redhead found a way to see each other in secret and away from the public eye. He gave her the name Mizuki, so she would know he was nearby.

As the years passed and Nachi went through the stages of discovering and strengthening his Cosmo, he too started to feel something for the girl. The feeling was mutual, but sometimes fate isn’t on your side. Mizuki’s grandmother started to grow more and more vicious towards Nachi and she would now throw her frustrations towards Mizuki with verbal abuse. After Nachi won the Wolf Cloth, he asked Mizuki to come to Japan with him. She agreed and gave him her necklace so she can come back for it later.

The Graude Foundation sent a ship to pick up Nachi, but Mizuki was nowhere to be found. He waited for a few hours, but still nothing. Nachi was sure something was wrong, so he head towards Mizuki’s home. He confronts Madame Barbara and wants to know where Mizuki is. Madame Barbara avoids the question, but gives him an ultimatum.

She wants the Gold Cloth. And in return, she’ll give him Mizuki and leave the both alone. Nachi agrees to the deal but still demands to see Mizuki. Mizuki hugs him and tells Nachi she had no other choice but to do as her grandmother said. Nachi promises to win the Gold Cloth, and he’ll come back to get her. He keeps the necklace and head back to Japan on a mission.

But you know Nachi gets fucked up in the end.

Headcanon #12

What happened in Liberia leaves Nachi with some trust issues. He doesn’t like to show his emotions in public, because he’s paranoid that someone would use this against him. That doesn’t mean he won’t give love a chance, it’s just that it takes time for him to fully open himself.

Headcanon #13

Nachi is a fucking softie. He’s romantic, but doesn’t do public displays of affection. He prefers to keep things personal and between his significant other. When he gives his partner a gift, you bet it’ll be unique to them. He’s a sucker for cuddling and holding hands. Playing with his hair is also a plus.

Headcanon #14

I headcanon him as bisexual.

Headcanon #15

Nachi’s favorite food is pizza.

Headcanon #16

During the summer is when Nachi’s freckles really pop. He has a splatter of freckles on the bridge of his nose and cheeks. They mostly accumulate on his shoulders, his back and on his chest.

Headcanon #17

Since his birthday is in the summer, he likes to throw a party for him and his close friends. He doesn’t have a problem letting loose with them.

Headcanon #18

Nachi’s favorite bands are, in no particular order: Wham!, Def Leppard, Van Halen, Whitesnake, The Scorpions and Duran Duran. (Hungry Like The Wolf, anyone?)

Headcanon #19

Nachi’s alcoholic drink of choice is champagne. But he isn’t picky and will drink whatever is presented.

Headcanon #20

Slightly NSWF-ish. The most sensitive parts of Nachi’s body are his chest and stomach. He reacts almost immediately if someone touches him there. Ichi would try to tickle him and ended up getting a black eye that lasted for a week.

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I’m debating of whether or not continuing the final 11 days with plot-specific stuff that concerns Nachi, but I’m still not sure.

#long post #saint seiya #wolf nachi #headcanons #head canons galore #my shit is trash

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dxntasies · 7 years ago

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get to know me tag

rules: answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

i got tagged by @birdswillfly (thank you!)

last:

1. drink: water 2. phone call: my mom 3. text message: one of my friends/colleagues 4. song you listened to: beautiful - bazzi vs. hook n sling’s spectrums remix by bazzi vs., hook n sling 5. time you cried: last friday

have you:

6. dated someone twice: nope, i’ve never even “dated” someone tbh 7. kissed someone and regretted it: i’ve never kissed someone willingly, but i’ve been kissed by a complete stranger and i absolutely hated it 8. been cheated on: no and i hope i never will be either 9. lost someone special: i’m sure we’ve all lost someone dear to us, and i’ve lost both my grandparents on my dad’s side. my grandpa died before i was born, and my grandma passed away when i was 6 and i still miss her till this day 10. been depressed: well, basically during my first semester in 9th grade, which is our last year in elementary school here in sweden (it’s confusing ik pls google our school system so i don’t have to explain how it works xbshcjb), i got minor depression and really bad anxiety which caused me to stay home from school a lot and yeah - it was a tough year 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: nope and it’s not something i’m planning to do like, ever

list 3 favorite colors:

12-14. i love all colors, but mostly the grayscale i think

in the last year have you:

15. made new friends: lots! 16. fallen out of love: yeah 17. laughed until you cried: many times 18. found out someone was talking about you: i haven’t really caught anyone doing it, but who knows who might be talking about me right now? i wouldn’t know 19. met someone who changed you: i have :) 20. found out who your friends are: yup 21. kissed someone on your facebook list: i’ve never kissed someone, so not really lol

general:

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: basically everyone 23. do you have any pets: yeah, 2 dogs, 2 cats and 1 budgie 24. do you want to change your name: kinda, but at the same time i really like my name so idk 25. what did you do for your last birthday: i went out for dinner with some of my closest friends (it was my 18th bday) 26. what time do you wake up: it depends, but i always try to wake up around 9am on weekends and holidays 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: uhm, i think i was on instagram? 28. name something you can’t wait for: christmas 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: 2 hours ago 30. what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: (almost) everything 31. what are you listening to right now: throw me in the water - WILD 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: no but i wish i had lol 33. something that is getting on your nerves: myself 34. most visited website: probs youtube, then tumblr i guess 35. mole/s: too many 36. mark/s: ya 37: childhood dream: become a vet or a soccer coach lmao 38. hair color: (dark?) blonde 39. long or short hair: short, but i love both lengths 40. do you have a crush on someone: yes, my gf @kingryanhaywood <3 41. what do you like about yourself: my nails and my personality 42. piercings: no, but i’d love to get one! 43. blood type: i’m not sure, maybe B? no sorry i have no idea 44. nicknames: evve, el and elvis are my most common ones, but you can call me whatever you want honestly 45. relationship status: taken 46. zodiac: pisces 47. pronouns: she/her 48. favorite tv show: i have a few favorite shows actually; stranger things, glee, queer eye, the end of the f***ing world, modern family, lost, sex education and the office (i might have forgotten some) 49. - 50. right or left hand: right 51. surgery: never, and i hope i won’t ever need one 52. hair dyed in different colors: no but i love when others dye their hair, it looks super cool ! 53. sport: not really my thing but i go to the gym sometimes if that counts lol 54. - 55. vacation: any, i love travelling so (rn my dream vacation is japan) 56. pair of trainers: adidas

more general:

57. eating: not eating anything atm 58. drinking: water 59. i’m about to: sleep 60. - 61. - 62. want: food, friends and great wi-fi 63. get married: i hope so, but we’ll see 64. career: i’m currently going to ‘’high school’’ since i’m only 18, but i do have a part-time job-ish

which is better:

65. hugs or kisses: hugs for sure 66. lips or eyes: eyes 67. shorter or taller: neither, both are great 68. older or younger: ...both? 69. - 70. nice arms or nice stomach: again, both 71. sensitive or loud: sensitive i guess 72. hook up or relationship: if i’m gonna be with someone it has to be in a relationship sorry 73. troublemaker or hesitant: uhh, both? or neither? idk

have you ever:

74. kissed a stranger: i’ve never kissed a stranger, but as i mentioned earlier i’ve been kissed by one and i was disgusted by it (not like actually kissing, but by the person who did it) 75. drank hard liquor: nope and i don’t think i ever will 76. lost glasses/contact lenses: no 77. turned someone down: never 78. sex on the first date: nope, never even had sex lol 79. broken someone’s heart: yeah..we stayed friends for a while, but we barely talk anymore bc of some stuff that happened (it’s a long story) 80. had your heart broken: no, but that’d really suck 81. been arrested: no and i hope i never will be 82. cried when someone died: yes 83. fallen for a friend: yeah i have

do you believe in:

84. yourself: sometimes i do 85. miracles: kinda 86. love at first sight: if it’s the right one, then yeah maybe 87. santa claus: nope 88. kiss on the first date: maybe? why’s that something i’d believe in lol, it can happen at any time

other:

90. current best friend name: i have many ‘’best friends’’, agnes, oline ( @danulestu ), emma ( @eggplant-emma ), ebba, mat ( @cosmicmat ), tamsyn ( @danhowellscurl ) and my girlfriend paige ( @kingryanhaywood ) love you guys x 91. eye color: blue-green 92. favorite movie: dude, i have too many to count sorry. but my favorite genres are horror and movies based on true stories

i tag: no one. this was just a fun thing to do if y’all wanted to get to know me better. please feel free to do this if you want to! just say that you got tagged by me and voilà - you’ve got yourself some statements to answer

#just so u know i go back and change some of the answers from time to time since they don't always stay the same #get to know me thingy #about me

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lalka-laski · 5 years ago

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Where is your favorite place to get fries? Hm... curly fries are my fave, so anywhere that has those!

What is the most recent article of clothing you’ve purchased?

Leggings and a purse from Plato’s Closet

Have you ever paid for anything with a cheque (check)?

Honestly I don’t think so. Who uses those anymore?

Do you know anyone who was raised by their grandparents?

A few people

Have you ever made your own pie from scratch?

Nope and I wouldn’t dare try either

Who was the last person you had an in-depth conversation with? Glenn

Are there any waterfalls nearby?

There are a few small ones in the area and Niagara Falls is less than an hour away. And I mean... that’s the waterfall of all waterfalls.

What was the last food item you ate?

My homemade mac & cheese last night. It came out splendid!

What are your earliest memories of going to see a doctor?

I remember basic pediatrician appointments from an early age but I’m not exactly sure how young

Can you hear traffic right now?

Nope

Have you ever pulled a muscle?

I think so?

What did you do last weekend?

Had my usual date day on Saturday with my honey, then went to a Mardi Gras party at night. Then spent Sunday nursing a hangover while watching trash tv... it was glorious!

What is your favorite gaming console?

No preference

Have you kissed someone today?

I kissed Glenn’s forehead while he was sleeping to say goodbye this morning, but he didn’t kiss me back

What is your favorite condiment?

MAYO ON EVERYTHING

Do you have a strong opinion for or against Justin Bieber?

No opinion

Have you used a telephone today?

I’ve been texting on my personal phone and I’ve used my office phone twice.

Do you prefer coffee or tea?

I alternate between the two.

Have you taken a painkiller today?

No but I feel a potential headache brewing so I may pop over to the nurse’s station for some Advil

How many theaters does the closest cinema from your house have?

Not a single clue

Do you always have a stock of alcohol in your house?

I wouldn’t say a “stock” but there’s usually a bottle of some kind.

Have you ever had a pumpkin latte and if so, did you like it?

They’re ok. I don’t drink them mostly just because of the stigma. I look like a basic white girl enough as it is, I don’t need an accessory.

Have you had a nap today?

I’ve only been awake a few hours. I’m crossing my fingers I get out of work today in time for a nap before my boyfriend gets home but I’m not sure that’ll be possible

Is there an antique store in your town or city?

Quite a few. I should visit them more!

Have you ever been to a baby shower?

Of course

Are you currently in a relationship? If so, do you think it will last?

Yes and well, we have plans to get married so it’s a safe bet

Do you have a hyphenate name or know anyone with one? (eg. Carter-Brown)

I know a few people who do, but it’s rare.

What would you wear if you were being taken out to dinner tonight?

Well I am technically being taken out to dinner tonight. Though we’re just going to grab subs (and our favorite giant pickles!) I’ll either be wearing my work clothes if I don’t stop home first, or something super casual and bordering on pajamas.

What were the last shoes you wore?

I’m wearing my work flats right now. They’re pointed toe so they have an 80s vibe. Which is, of course, why I love them.

Who cooks most of the meals in your household?

Exclusively me. But I’m happy to do so!

Do you know anyone who has been to rehab?

Yep

Have you ever had a mojito? Honestly I’m not sure. If I have it was only a sip or two. But now I’m inspired to maybe try one this weekend... Do you take your Christmas decorations down before or after New Years?

Typically after, I like to keep them up as long as possible. Though my mom always warned us that if the tree wasn’t taken down by January 6 then hobgoblins would crawl out of it. My family is very normal.

How many romantic relationships have you been in so far?

Ehh... that’s a little murky. But it doesn’t matter anymore. All that matters is that I’ve found my one and I’ll be with him forever.

Have you ever been camping in the wilderness?

Yes and it’s not really my cup of tea. A cabin or cottage is fine but I have to draw the line at sleeping in a tent.

Do you have any money on you right now?

Nope

Would you consider yourself to be a picky eater?

Not in the slightest. And picky eaters actually bother me, I find them childish! (Though I have nothing to back this assumption)

Have you made a large purchase today?

Nope

What was the last candy you ate?

Gummy hearts for Valentine’s Day

How often do you eat Subway?

Absolutely never. If I wanted to eat a sandwich on a damn hot dog bun, I’d make it at home.

Have you ever lived in a house with a pool in the yard?

My childhood home!

What color is your toothbrush?

Pink, as are most objects in my life.

Do you have gluten intolerance or anyone who does?

I’m sick of hearing about supposed gluten intolerance. It’s so phony.

Have you ever cried while watching a movie?

You must not know me because I cry at EVERY. MOVIE.

First thing that catches your eye when you look out the nearest window?

I have no windows in the dungeon I’m currently trapped in

Have you ever had a migraine?

Thankfully no

Do you have a gym membership?

I do but I’ve been meaning to cancel it.

Have you locked your front door today?

Mhm

Have you ever slept in a car overnight?

Nope

Have you washed the dishes today?

Ugh, thanks for reminding me that I have to do that when I get home

Have you ever fainted?

Nope

Have you been awake before sunrise today?

Yeah I’ve been up since 5:07 exactly.

When was the last time you went to the bank?

I took cash out a couple weeks ago to tip my nail tech.

Do you avoid conflict as much as possible?

Absolutely. Which usually ends up creating more conflict for me in the end. You think I’d learn but I haven’t yet...

Have you ever used a leaf blower?

Nope

You see someone running around naked in the street. Your reaction?

“That looks like fun”

Have you hugged anybody today?

Actually yes. It’s my coworker and dear friend’s last day at work today and I hugged her as soon as I walked in the office this morning. LOTS of tears happening today.

Who called you last?

Tommy

Have you ever been to Mexico?

Nope

Has someone close to you died of murder?

Thankfully no

Do you cry easily?

You don’t even know

Do you have any drugs in your bedroom?

Nah

Would you ever have sex with the last person you texted?

My sister? I’m throwing up

Do you abbreviate when you text?

More often than I realize actually

Did you ever have sex with your ex after you broke up?

Yes

Have you ever given up something you really wanted?

Yes, haven’t we all?

When’s the last time you did laundry?

Just yesterday. I have more to do today though.

Do you recycle?

I really ought to more. I admit I’m lazy about it. It’s one of my worst habits.

Are you afraid others will judge you from reading some of your answers?

I’m pretty certain no one even reads these so I’m not worried.

Do you pray to God often?

That’s a tough question

Have you ever done volunteering work abroad?

Nope

Can you stand spicy foods?

I’m working on it! My palate is evolving

Is anyone in the room on the phone right now?

It’s just me here right now

How good are you in terms of ‘saving up’ money?

I used to be great at it and I moved into my current apartment with almost $6k in savings. I honestly have no idea where it went now. I guess I severely miscalculated my budget

Do you have a shower stall or a bath tub?

Bath tub

Have you been to the beach this year?

It’s January in upstate New York so.... no.

When did you graduate high school?

2010

Can you read HTML code?

I may have some leftover knowledge from my Myspace days... but not much

Does a blizzard from Dairy Queen sound good right now?

Actually no

Do you drink diet pop?

I switched to it for weight loss purposes. And I want to bash my head against a wall whenever some pseudo-scientific twit warns against the dangers of artificial sweeteners and claims regular soda is “healthier” than diet. No food product is categorically healthy or unhealthy. Food is a personal experience colored by a variety of factors. Diet soda is the ~healthier option for me because drinking it has allowed me to drop 20 pounds of excess weight that was straining my body. No one can tell me that’s unhealthy.

Do you like the taste of cough syrup?

Who does?????

How many people did you hang out with today?

None, unless you count everyone at work right now. But we’re not exactly chilling

How much money did you spend today, and on what?

None so far.

When’s the last time you were high/drunk?

I was a little tipsy last night, I won’t lie

What are you doing tomorrow?

Girls night!!

Who is the person you often go to for venting?

All of my friends, my sisters or Glenn

Why do you do these surveys?

There’s not much else to do when work is slow so these are a good way to pass the time. Plus I like the self reflection they allow me.

Have you spoken to your mother today?

Nope, but she might text me later

Do you have current feelings for anybody? The love of my life!!!

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