#finals exams amirite

[gaymars97]

Before I continue Eridian Overrun here’s a few things y’all should look forward to out of context:

Fl4k having a pet saurian named Sue. She’s the goodest girl and also can be a mount.

Zer0 and Roland being « mind revenants ». I’ll explain later.

Salvador being even more of an absolute fucking menace.

Siren ghosts

On an extremely related note, Siren queen Dido being an actual character.

Literal fucking war against eridian beings.

F I G H T F O R S A N C T U A R Y P L A N T G A S

You thought Earl couldn’t get any weirder? Buckle up buckaroo

Tina having a short mullet because I saw her with one in my dream.

Gay ocs. Gay ocs EVERYWHERE.

And much more, half of it that I don’t even know myself yet.

[heytetsu]

kuroko’s basketball is one of my favorite animes. ive been watching it since my freshmen year. and still plan on doing it through college. it’s just the best: I don’t know. I’d forever admit that it’s not like the greatest anime, of course not, and people complain it’s unrealistic .. but like yeah of course it is. 😭

and also it’s inconsistent— which yeah that’s true. ive read around that people don’t like kuroko? but i adore him and relate to him. I struggle with the feeling of invisibility. I felt unseen through my freshmen year. and then in my junior year. like j was hardly there.

now I’m a senior, and it feels like I’ve grown. I’ve become seen and made a mark on people— even if it’s mainly my teachers.

I didn’t feel like my presence was felt and that no one would notice a thing about me. but I’m a pain in the ass and my determination is wild.

I didn’t really care for friends during my junior year and focused so much on my schooo work. people just know me for how much I study and my grades. which ykw, fine. valid. bc I put in a lot of effort into school bc academic validation. I’m not the type to slack off.

I had my own Kuroko moment, with him getting back up off the bench during the rakuzan match and not giving up. but mine was in a more academic setting.

Aka ap physics. my personal hell 😍. A class where I didn’t understand a thing; where I felt like I was gonna fail and ruin my gpa. and that j was gonna fail the ap exam, therefore making me waste money bc man that shit is expensive.

but then thinbd changed. we took a mock exam for one of our final tests and yours truly got a 4. miraculously amirite. I worked my ass off.

and I didn’t give up even when I got burnt out. I always have one class I struggle with. and physics was my rakuzan. and me, me of all people managed to pass with a four.

when that surely seemed shocking because I was definitely not one of the smartest at all. but hey I defeated my own rakuzan.

[witch128chick]

So! Toh rewatch amirite

Let's get into it

She does have confetti on her all the time!!!

This is how my final exam felt like

(I promised myself i wouldn't fidget so that the professors wouldn't think i'm weird but at some point i couldn't stop myself anymore and i just wanted to get out of there)

Perfect foreshadowing moment!!

BI unicorn!!!!! 😭😭😭❤️🦄

Ppfff say hi to my shaky hands

Anyways

LUMITYYYYYY

I just LOVE that they're friends nowwww

HP reference numero uno

Viney is so cool!!! Ah i love her voice as well

Just a quick question: who do you ship her with? Skara or Em? I personally ship her with Emira but SkaraxViney is cute too!!

"So you two go to the same school now! That doesn't change anything!" Sure Jan

Meanwhile Luz: "oh an Amity"

I. Don't. Know. This little scene just aaah idk

I forgot it even exists and aaahhh

The angst potential here is soooo HUGE

I love the animation here it's so smooth

Come back for a reblog!!!

[blood-blindfolds-and-butterflies]

BBB: Chapter 25, Odyssey

It's UP ⬆️

I am SORRY for the WAIT ladies and gentlemen and readers in between. It's been ROUGH (both academically and emotionally) lately. Exams amirite...

If any of you are still here, welcome back!

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Fandom: The Mandalorian (TV)

Relationships: Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa & Luke Skywalker, Din Djarin & Cara Dune & Boba Fett & Fennec Shand, Luke Skywalker & Han Solo, Leia Organa & Luke Skywalker & Han Solo

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Words: 128,006 -> Chapters: 25/?

[bagalois]

we have break for the rest of the week because of jewish holidays, but i need to study still. midterm exams are next week, held the day after we get back. i have a homework assignment due on the same day as one of my tests.

i feel like i'm constantly complaining about my workload, but i kind of do it out of endearment. i'm happy to even have the chance to be here. there was a time when i dreamed of research, and while i'm still not there yet, i'm finally on track for that. i think my dreams are finally within sight.

(some sappy emotional stuff under the cut)

to be honest, lately i've been feeling really, idk, out of it. there's an emptiness that's been creeping along on me for the past few months, and i can't bring myself to take it seriously because "it's not too bad." but then i find myself thinking and doing things that aren't, umm, very mentally stable, more and more often.. and just to be clear i'm very safe. i'm not in any real danger of anything besides bad school performance and maybe some hits to my general health. nothing major. i've been trying to keep myself relaxed, rested, and focused on academics/work in the meantime, but still, i need to think about how i'm going to manage my mental/physical health through the rest of the semester.

especially with my classmates gone for the week, there's nobody around me and i need to study but it's hard to bring myself to care when nobody's physically around. i've always been an extrovert, feeding off the energy of others.

i feel like, at my core, i don't really care about anything. but it's also true that if i fail out of the phd program, that might as well be the end for me. so in that sense, i definitely do care, but i don't feel like i do. there's no urgency in me. i can't get anything done, i can't get myself to focus. but i need to pick myself up, i have exams.

at one point, it was important for me to stress and put this pressure on myself, but because i got tired of it, i stopped. i accepted the reality of failure, and now i might even be expecting/anticipating it. now my lack of drive is killing me.

i think.. i need to challenge that again. i was tired of putting the pressure on myself, but i need to turn it back on. in any case, i'm not alone in my academic journey - even if i don't care, all the people who got me here in the first place do. i like to tell myself, the internet is watching me. my friends are watching me. the past and future versions of me are expecting the best from present me. my professors will only accept excellent performance out of me. only after i put everything i'm capable of into my studies, am i allowed to decide whether i'm done with this or not.

anyways, i love everyone who interacts with my posts <3 you don't know how much it means to me.

i am tentatively thinking that i might want to get straight As on my midterms.... i don't know if i'm even capable of it. it'd be nice certainly. i'm almost afraid to hope and disappoint myself, but better to have loved and lost than never loved at all amirite lmao.

i'm going to go to one of the classrooms today and study and work on my homework that's due after break. i hope i get everything done that i want to.

[walkman-cat]

if youre still doing the ask game, then 1, 8 and 25! - @pigeonwit

hiya pidge! :DD (to answer when you asked in response to my asking you on an ask yesterday as to how i am: i am very eepy but it is finally the winter break so i can finally rest and not think about exams for a wee bit!)

1. Show your most recent wip

alas! i have no recent wips becuase i tend to complete drawings in one sitting to the detriment of my hydration (among other things) (adhd amirite). however, i do have some sketches of some of my eidolon vetch characters which i plan to eventually make art for/draw properly. so, in lieu of a wip, here are cecil (the bust) and orph (the lad who looks like he hasnt slept in years) wbwbw:

i think i've finally settled on hair i like for orpheus :D which is epic (love my blow-dried cat of a detective)

8. What do you like most about your own work?

i've been really liking my lineart recently wbwb! i like how it looks kinda comic or graphic novel-y and that i like it as much as i like the finished pieces. also the brush i use when drawing digitally has SUCH a pleasant texture it makes linework a real treat wbwbw

25. Based on your recent reference searches, what would the FBI assume about you?

probably that i do Not know how to hold cats (i have searched up so many poses of people holding cats or having cats climbing them lol). also that i have a completely normal interest (lying) in star trek costumes (i've been making notes on the costume design for the uniforms becuase i am entirely normal about it :])

so, not really anything incriminating as of my most recent reference searches wbwb

thanks for the ask pidge! i appreciate your presence in my life and friendship very very much you're soso nice and it makes me feel buzzy (positive) :D i also cannot wait for another year of it !!

[terewere]

ugh some days just absolutely fucking suck amirite

i had an exam today that was divided in three parts, so that you only did the parts corresponding to the part of the subject that you failed

and i was gonna do only part 1 and 2, even though i failed all, cause it was way too much for the time i had, and i was gonna leave part 3 for june

anyway, i get there, not having slept a lot cause the exam was early and i had work to do, and the professor decides to tell us "so, let's start with part 3! it's gonna take 2h :)"

and im like ???????? i wanna do 1 and 2 tho?? not part 3???

and he's like we're gonna do those after :)

and im like haha i woke up early :) for nothing :) how fun haha :) you could´ve just :) said it in an email :) like a normal fucking person :)

and so i had to wait 2 hours and 15 fucking minutes for this man to finish the exam, go have a fucking coffee and THEN do my exam

wonderful day amirite

well worry not! it's still not over! rejoice!!

i get an email from another professor with the grades from the final exam of every person in my class. but, i'm loooking though the names and how strange! i can't find myself!

i email the teacher thinking that it must have been a mistake, but i forgot that we can't have nice things

but then i get her reply saying "i know. i didn't post your grades cause i want you to come to my office later. here they are" and she-

a fucking 4.995

like wtfffffffff

is she gonna fail me for a 0.005???? really??????

so yea

wonderful day

[annoyingbitch83]

IM DOING PRETTY GOOD AS WELL ITS JUST EXAM SEASON HERE AGAIN (finals month or final month amirite) BUT THIS TIME I FEEL A BIT MORE PREPARED AND LESS LIKELY TO FLUNK MATHS LMAO

OMG HIIII EMM YOURE BACK (again LOL) HOW ARE YOUUU

AHHH HEYYY YES IM BACK FINALLY (and yes again 😭) IM DOING GOOD BUT PLS OMG HOW ARE YOU i hope everything is well :)) hows school and everything !!

[fr-ersatzlace]

*brushes dust off blog*

Woooo that was a nice lil hiatus! That was.. 7 months? Huh, time does fly. ovo

Welp, I am tentatively back and on my ‘let’s revamp all my dragons’ bullshit. So many new genes and apparel and eye types(!) to play with! :D

[xzho-writes]

i want to make some downright filth but loving filth for dilookie pookie’s bday cause it’s simply a: need! a must!

however i’m aware that this is not suitable for everyone. but because i love to cater to everyone, i also plan to make some sfw tooth-rotting fluff too :)

[localfandomenthusiast]

Jimmy's and Joel's Afterlife SMP episode 7 spoilers!

(Also Empires spoilers)

*TALKING ABOUT CHARACTERS ONLY, NOT CCs!!!*

I was so certain it was either gonna be Scott or Sausage to kill our server's local cat jesus (based on Jimmy's streams).

https://youtu.be/KPWVMFfqG1Q

I guess Jimmy reverse kidnapping (surprise adoption!) failed lol.

Anyways theory time, sorry ya'll but I'm pumping out ideas rn. Just gotta wait until exams are over to unleash hell on this blog!!

So, in Empires, Joel has a familiar connection to both Lizzie and Jimmy (his wife and brother-in-law).

And in both their recent death on AL, he is present. So we all kinda agree on the fact, after everyones finales, Jimmy and Lizzie lost themselves and memories again, Joel basically became that "good guy goes and abandon morals" (man lost his family, friends and that big castle in like 5 minutes)

->Joel became the mad king.

How can you be a mad king without at least killing your families for unintentionally abandoning you amirite? He doesn't remember his past life but the regrets of that life transfered to this one like a sort of whisper in the back of the head that gets louder everytime

People will focus on orge!Joel but I, who still has not gotten over empires finales, will cling onto any theories of empires as long as my brain still functions

[kirishimas-manly-eyeliner]

☾ i should have seen the signs.

for @missmorosis​​’s 400 followers event.

genre: angst, break-up fanfiction 

summary: going to the city of love and london was supposed to be an exhilarating vacation after a long week of exams. as it seems, love is fake and so is toru oikawa.

“THE WARNING SIGNS OF TOORU OIKAWA.”

oikawa had promised.

he made promises.

multiple, in fact. 

and he broke them all. 

SIGN NUMBER ONE: “sorry, i got caught up in traffic.”

you should have seen them from the start. the first time was under the lights of paris, france. it was supposed to be a day with just you two-- going around place to place, hand in hand, staring at each other’s eyes and looking at the lights that passed by.

and you two should have been there. you two should have been standing beneath the eiffel tower, waiting for your turn to finally get all the way to the top, and having your first kiss-- actually, you two should have been so impatient that you ended up kissing him then and there, right before, because you couldn’t wait any longer. 

you two should have been together, pushed against eachother with his calloused yet soft hands making their way to your hair, playing gently with it as the cold paris wind blew against your face.

and you two should have been laughing through kisses, eyes gleaming and his body heat being your only source of warmth. and he probably would have offered his jacket, and you would’ve taken it before kissing him on the nose, whispering i love you. 

you two should have been getting crepes and watching the light show soon after, and you two should have gone to a restaurant at 2 in the morning and laughing together.

also, you two should have been able to check out at a nearby hotel by the city lights, so that you two could watch the bustling city. you should have been able to feel the cool hotel air-conditioning and blankets beneath your fete, your boyfriend cuddled up next to you, and kissing your forehead. you two should have been able to have another midnight snack while watching the food network.

but none of that happened, because toru oikawa didn’t show up.

you waited hours, giddy and nervous, butterflies in your stomach. you could already hear him whispering in your ear, “baby, let’s not get too excited. you still have to buy me something from the gift shop.” you had shown up wearing nothing but a loose sweatshirt and a pair of jeans that you’d found in your closet. the necklace that oikawa gave you was wrapped around your neck. 

but toru oikawa didn’t show up.

y/n-thedream: hey!! let me know when you’re here. :) sent at 9:09 pm

“i’ll wait a little longer for him. traffic, amirite?”

“oh wow, the traffic must be really bad.”

“it’s okay! he’s safe. don’t worry, he’ll show up and kiss you, and... it’ll be fine.”

you tried to give him the benefit of the doubt.

“it’s only 9:38pm, we still have twenty-two minutes before the lights.”

“it’s r-really cold. wow. uhm, okay.”

“huh, look at that couple over there. they look so... happy.”

you really, really tried. you’d be lying if you said you didn’t trust him.

“ooo, you know what? he’s getting me a gift. i just know it.”

“yeah! h-he’s getting me a gift. it’s so cold. holy smokes. it’s so cold.”

“oh-! uhm, it’s 9:52... you know what? it’s fine! he’ll show up with open arms!”

the only comfort you had with your knowledge was that he got caught up in traffic, or was getting you a last-minute present, or had this huge surprise prepared for you. and then he’d engulf you with opened arms, kissing your forehead and apologizing like an adorable idiot that he was late.

right, he’d show up. he’d show up. it’d be fine. 

you watched as other couples cuddled next to eachother, their wide grins meeting their eyes as the lights beamed in the sky.

the lights were starting.

people were sharing their love for eachother.

and you were cold, alone, in tears in the dark, because toru oikawa didn’t show up. 

SIGN NUMBER TWO: “i fell asleep.”

luckily for you, koutaro bokuto was there for you the whole time.

even though he wasn’t exactly there in-person because akaashi told him not to, no matter how much he begged to trail along with his best friend, bokuto compromised by vowing to video call you.

your screen turned bright against your face, tears blinding your vision from the tears, as he called you at exactly midnight.

you looked down, his icon with his golden eyes beaming. it was a constant war in your head, one part saying to answer, another part saying not to. but you didn’t know what to do in the end, so you ended up answering the call. 

“hey hey heyyy!! soOooOO, how was your date with-”

and you burst into tears.

“y/n!” bokuto called from the other side, his face etched with concern. “what happened? you can tell me, c’mon, what’s going on? why- why are you still outside? it’s-” he looked towards the other side of the room at the clock. “it’s nearly one in the morning! 

your best friend tapped his screen continuously, the same way that he’d tap your shoulder when he expected an answer. “y/n! come on, what’s going on? why isn’t oikawa there?”

you didn’t answer. his eyes searched the place like a rabid animal. 

“y/n, why isn’t oikawa there?”

“i don’t know.”

because he left. maybe he left because the traffic was so bad that he couldn’t find his way through. maybe he left because there was someone else, some other girl that he wanted to be with. maybe he left because you were too clingy for him. maybe he left because he wanted to fix himself first. 

but why?

“i-” bokuto began, “oh please. please don’t cry! okay, i’ll go talk to him. i’ll see what i can do, but... just- call a taxi and head to your hotel.”

you looked up in confusion. “but oikawa and i are supposed to go toge-”

“call a taxi, and go to your hotel.” 

bokuto’s eyes, this time, were hard and narrowed. you noticed that he was looking down, as if reading a text message.

you heard a familiar fwwp! and bokuto’s face glowered again. 

“uhm-- uh, is something wrong?” you asked.

“ah!” bokuto grinned, doing a complete 180. “don’t worry about it. i have it covered. just go to your hotel, it’ll be better in the morning.”

you were so grateful for him in words you couldn’t even explain.

“oh-okay. th...thank you.”

“you don’t have to thank me for anything, now go! c’mon, you must be exhausted. bye!”

...he seemed to leave in such a panicked rush. what for?

SIGN NUMBER THREE: “i’m sorry, i won’t do it again.”

that night, at the hotel, you decided to forget everything.

everything as in everything.

you flopped onto your bed, put a pillow over your head before screaming into it.

It was a long, sustained scream, but it was an enjoyable scream. you let go of your pillow, threw it onto the floor, your hair in different angles and out of breath. it was nearly two in the morning, and yet, oikawa had said nothing.

he had promised so much.

he had promised to wait so you two could kiss at the top of the eiffel tower.

he had promised to take you to so many places.

he had promised to take so many photos of you two that you’d end up exhausted from having to smile.

he had promised to give you hugs and cuddles every single night.

he had promised to hold your hand and never let go.

he had promised to hold your hand, kiss it, and wipe your tears away.

he had promised to stay.

he had promised, really, really promised that you were the only one he’d ever loved.

he had promised that you meant the world to him, and that he’d wait until he was older to finally give you the life and love that you’d fought so hard for.

he promised, he promised, HE PROMISED.

but of course, he broke every single one of them.

you didn’t kiss at the eiffel tower.

you two didn’t go anywhere, because he hadn’t even shown up.

he didn’t come at all, so there were no photos, of course-- except the selfies of you crying because sometimes you just gotta see whether or not you pretty-cry.

he didn’t hold you, cuddle you, or tell you that you mattered, because he simply seemed to not believe it.

you put in so much effort, and in return, you received nothing.

and that upset you.

“Y/N!”

the door slammed open, and there he was, the clown, the joke, the whole circus himself: toru oikawa.

he was covered in water from the rain, wearing nothing except a loose t-shirt and baggy sweatpants. his hair was moppy, his entire face pale and red at the nose and ears from the cold. his bags were soaked as well, and the hotel key in hand was barely hanging on by a thread, much like your current state.

he panted, clearly out of breath and shoulders trembling. 

“i-i’m so sorry.”

but seeing him like this...

he seemed so tired, so exhausted-- so, maybe, just maybe, he had good reason to be like this.

he slowly moved over next to you, sitting on the floor so that the mattress wouldn’t get soaked.

it was quiet for a few minutes, just oikawa’s breathing.

you resisted every urge to smile. why?

because love was a funny thing.

no matter how much you hate someone, the way that you feel around them can never change, because it’s not muscle memory, it’s not because of the memories, it’s because of the genuine place that they nailed and burned and tore into your heart. love was something that was completely uncontrollable, dangerous and wild, a mind of its own.

and for some reason, seeing him like this, his shoulders trembling, eyes puffy and backpack full of clothes that were half-peeking out made you want to wrap your arms around him.

and instead, you crossed your arms over your shoulders.

“w-why?”

you cursed to yourself. you hadn’t planned on stammering, or-- or crying, for that matter. 

without hesitation, oikawa launched himself at you.

and burst into tears.

his embrace was warm-- his embrace was comforting, and his embrace was so... kind.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m so sorry love, i didn’t- i didn’t mean-”

oikawa sobbed, his words connecting and rolling on top of each other, one and then the other. his entire frame was almost shattering as his lips trembled and hands gripped tighter onto you. “’m so sorry, love. th...there was this huge, this huge thing, uh-uhm.., the plane ride got delayed. i’m so, so sorry, baby.”

i knew it was a bad idea to go on separate planes! you had initially shown up a week early because of exams, and oikawa had planned on joining you. 

your eyebrows furrowed in concern.

oikawa was genuinely breaking down, his entire chest racking with sobs.

“i know, bokuto told me, he told me that you were crying, and i- i had to go, so i just couldn’t wait for the bus, and it wasn’t that long, and i just waited at the bus stop, i couldn’t think and i just ran and-”

“the bus stop?!” you asked, stopping him from spiraling. the bus stop was a solid mile and a half away! did he really run?

“oikawa, please just... let’s get you warmed up, okay?”

oikawa released another tired sob again. “but i-”

“no. get into the shower baby, c’mon.”

he nodded slowly, taking off his shirt and immediately wrapping a towel around his neck. 

that was... weird.

THE FINAL SIGN

“mm, okay,” he said, clearly exhausted. before he stepped into the shower, he looked back and said, “thank you, baby.”

with that, oikawa closed the shower door, and the sound of the water rhythmically pitter-pattering on the floor echoed through the room. 

but before he stepped inside, you couldn’t help but notice the red on his neck, no bigger than the size of your pinky finger making its entrance.

no way.

there was no way that could be true.

but... could it?

but at that moment, you had pieced it altogether. from bokuto’s angry expression, to oikawa’s late arrival, to the way he hesitated when he said why he was waiting, how he didn’t even come in dressed in the way he would be, and the way he left you on read or didn’t read your messages at all.

toru oikawa was cheating on you.

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hehe i had a really fun time writing this one!! i wrote it all in one sitting so i’m sorry about the errors oml-

and also, @missmorosis​ is an AMAZING author and writer, so please go give her a follow!

[gonzo-rella]

A Life Update No One Asked For

So, I’m entering my final year of high school this year (school starts tomorrow), which means that I’ll be spending most of my time at/recovering from school. I’m in sixth form doing A levels, so I have a hell of a lot of work to do and exams to prepare for. Unfortunately, I spent most of last year dicking about and not paying attention, so that’s not great.

I’m hoping to still write regularly, since it’s one of the few things that I actually enjoy, but I’m guessing fatigue, stress and schoolwork will get the best of me sooner or later.

I’m considering taking a gap year next year, since I’m already really burnt out from school and just life in general, plus I don’t feel ready to leave home just yet. If I go down that route, I’ll probably get a job to save up some money for uni and develop my life skills. Hopefully having that free time without homework or studying will mean I’ll have a fair amount of time to write.

In terms of what I’m working on at the moment, I’ve got a lot of stuff for this blog that I’m working on (mostly OFMD and WWDITS). I’ve also got plenty of AO3 fics that are in the works, though none of them are anywhere near done. Outside of fanfic, I’ve started writing the screenplay for a short film that will probably never get made, but if I don’t write it I’ll probably implode. I’m also planning on working on a book idea I’ve had for a while. Again, I doubt it’ll get published, but if I don’t write it I’ll probably implode.

Other than that, my mental health isn’t great. Anxiety paired with an existential crisis isn’t fun, not to mention the fact I’m getting dangerously close to nihilism.

Anyway, that’s my life right now. Fun times, amirite?

[palmtreepalmtree]

Further to my last post about surprise medical billing, I just wanted to share my experience in case it helps anyone in the meanwhile.

In the fall of 2020, my sister was diagnosed with something pre-cancerous that needed to be removed. Her doctor informed her that this was hereditary and has a high incidence, and I should be checked immediately.

I found a doctor who was in-network for a consultation, and he agreed that even though I was a little younger than is usually necessary for screenings, I should get a colonoscopy. I share these details for later relevance.

Before my procedure I checked to make sure that the out-patient facility my doctor used was also in-network. The facility also called my insurer for pre-approval.

The day of the procedure, I did the usual intake. The first time I met the anesthesiologist was when I was already in a gown, post-pregnancy test (ladies amirite?), on a gurney, with an IV in my arm.

Fast forward to a month later. I get the bill from the doctor who performed the colonoscopy -- like a $25 co-pay if I recall correctly. And then I get the bill from the anesthesiologist -- $700 because apparently he's out-of-network.

I call my insurer. At first, the billing person tries to explain to me that the anesthesiologist was out-of-network. Which was just *crazy* to me. Was I also supposed to check who was going to be the anesthesiologist on duty that day? The doctor was in-network, the surgical center was in-network, but not the anesthesiologist they have on staff?

Then the billing person changes their mind and says the reason the anesthesiologist wasn't covered was because my exam was "diagnostic" and not "preventative." Because I needed to be checked based on what my sister had, the procedure wasn't covered in the same way. So the doctor was covered, but not the anesthesiology. For a procedure which, as I understand it, typically requires anesthesiology. So like, again, WTF!?

The billing person reassures me that she will change the characterization of the procedure to "preventative," and the anesthesiologist will be covered. Great. Whatever bullshit box-ticking y'all need to do, I don't care, just get this bill off my desk.

Fast forward another few months and I get a re-issued bill from the anesthesiologist's office. $700. Insurer declined to cover.

I call my insurer again. They see the record of my appeal of the decision and they don't know why it was declined. I again, recount the scenario for the billing person about how there was no way for me to know I was supposed to clear the anesthesiologist for being in-network separately from the surgical center which was in-network.

This time, suddenly, the billing person says that the anesthesiologist is in-network. The anesthesiologist was in-network the whole time!? This new billing person again reassures me that the $700 will be covered.

I spent the last two months, regularly calling the anesthesiologist's billing company asking them not to put the bill in collections while my insurer took its sweet time figuring its shit out, and trying to assure the collections people that my insurer said it will be paid. Yesterday, after receiving a threatening letter from the medical biller, I was finally told that the account had been zeroed out -- which I guess is medical billing for 'paid' or otherwise accounted for.

I'm still waiting on my mailed confirmation. And I still don't know why the initial bill was declined by my insurance. Was the anesthesiologist out-of-network? Was anesthesiology only approved for this exam if it's "preventative" but not if it's "diagnostic"? Did I need to get pre-approved separately for the anesthesiology? I don't fucking know.

A $700 bill wasn't going to break me. But considering how much I pay for insurance each month, it would have been absolutely bullshit to owe that full amount for one doctor on top of it. And if my finances were tighter, that bill could have been a pretty serious problem.

I don't know if anyone finds this helpful, but fucking hell, if you get a bullshit bill, fight it. Fight it forever.

In the end all of this was a fucking waste of my time, and I'm glad to hear that this practice will no longer be allowed.

[leeenuu]

every semester i have a subject which is total bs and what makes me want to blow up smth, this semester that honour goes to 'developmental biology' and the reasons are as follows:

the two tests we had were 30% of the final grade and the prof didn’t give us revision questions which would be totally fine if one lecture material was like 30 slides but… it wasn’t, it was 150 slides and all together abt 750 slides… seven hundred fifty fuckin slides for one (1) test!!!! and idk abt u but my brain needs to write things thru to remember smth and i was not gonna write 750 slides thru bc fuck that i got better things to do

so i did only one test and got 4 points and i was fine, thinking ‘oh i’ll probably do the exam better for 70% and i’ll mb get a 3 and i’ll be fine, no problemos pffff’ and besties,, the exam is gonna be so much worse bc we got the revision questions and i shit u not, there are 96 questions, ninety fckn six questions and not regular questions, 96 fuckin essay questions!!!! and there are gonna be only three questions in the exam *the sound of leenu yeeting herself to the atmosphere* and most likely im gonna have to study this fckn bs over xmas bc i want to get it over with asap but i hate it!!

but wait,, there's more... this subject is a part of a bigger subject called 'development of the organism and pathological processes' and in there are biomedicine and virology as well (side note: this subjects have lit nothing in common and they shouldn't be combined together but my uni did bc why tf not?? amirite??) and all in all, this subject is worth 9 eaps but developmental biology is already worth 9 eaps bc there is so much material and my uni just keeps screwing me over

and the most wonderful thing is that the program for students a year below me is so much better and they don't even have that fckn subject and it makes me so fuckin mad!!!!

tldr i hate my uni and i want to light them up,, k byee

[camilleisdrawing]

Tom Levitt from Smash because I can’t go on prepping for finals anymore without dread O<--<  Had a fun time painting him <3 I feel like my colour picking has gotten drastically better. Art drive during exam time is only nature, amirite?