#idk i always feel so guilty not finishing food that someone else made/bought for me

[thedecadenceofwar]

that boy is sixteen thats his weekly allowance

[reecedarlene]

4/20/2018 -  After work, a friend I’m getting closer every day with (by bonding over our toxic relationships with our mothers) came to visit from out of state.  We met, went out to dinner, and I stayed out from 5:30 pm to 9:00 pm (sorry to our waitress)

Then after getting home I played on my Playstation 4 until about 11 pm when my ex who recently found some of my childhood books that apparently have been in the trunk of his car for the last year and a half since we broke up.  I drove over to his house, not knowing just how large the box was.  After retrieving my beloved Animorphs books, we talked.  We talked about everything, good and bad, our lives now, our lives before when we were together, and it was midnight.  So he asked if I just wanted to go get coffee, he’d drive, he’d pay (I didn’t bring my purse he literally lives 20 feet from my apartment).  So we went to get coffee, it was casual, it was safe, but I knew it was inappropriate.  I couldn’t help it, I’m so fed up with my current boyfriend and it doesn’t matter how many times I try to leave him he just won’t go...  I got home that night at 3 am

4/21/2018 -  I had set an alarm the previous night to get up at 9 am because of a “$5 a Bag” booksale at the local library.  The alarm went off, and even though I am usually ecstatic on weekends when the boyfriend isn’t there because it means I can do whatever I want without having him checking in on me and being upset I’m not spending time with him.  But that 9 am alarm went off and I was Just So Tired.

I woke up feeling exhausted, conflicted, and overwhelmed.  Like a 25 year old failure for sitting in this 2-bedroom apartment I can barely afford and do not  need, with more debt than I can manage, in a relationship with someone who doesn’t love me or respect me enough to Just Get A Job, and I just didn’t want to get out of bed.  But I knew if I didn’t get out of bed, if I just laid there and put on Friends reruns and stayed under my soft blanket - I’d hate myself.

So I got out of bed.  I put on a Boy Meets World T-shirt, and brushed my hair, and I went to the book sale.  I had other plans that day, too.  Meeting with a friend for Bubble Tea, going thrift shopping, it was a day filled with all of my favorite things.  But even as I was skimming through book spines I wanted to go home.  I was waiting for a text from my - notoriously flaky - friend saying “So sorry, girl, but I’m so busy, I can’t do Bubble Tea today” but it didn’t come.  Instead I got text from my boyfriend, complaining that his friends “value the Magic Card Game more than his friendship, that he wants to just come back tonight, that he hates being away from me, that he hates being around his mom, hates his fake friends, hates everything”.

“I’m sorry :( “ I texted back because what can I say?  What can I do?  I can’t fix what’s wrong, I can’t fix how he feels, I barely got out of bed this morning.  So I filled my bag, I paid my $5, the guy who accepting my cash tried to goad me into buying more books but I know in my heart, I shouldn’t have even bought these books seeing as how I have books I bought in 2003 I still haven’t gotten around to reading...

I got in my car, and it was a beautiful spring day.  60 degrees in Michigan, no rain clouds, no threat of snow, the sun was out, there was a breeze, you could keep all the car windows down.  A day like this would usually make me so happy.  But I checked my phone again, still hoping for a cancellation text.  “Hey, girl, what time are we meeting?”  “Is 2:00 too late?”  “No that’s fine :) “  The clock read 11:45 am.

So I texted another friend, a friend in a volatile relationship, a friend who’s kids I had found books at the sale for anyway, so I texted her “Hey, can I swing by for a few?  Just to drop off books and kill some time?”  “Absolutely I’ll be home in 10″.  So I went, spent 2 hours talking to her, her husband, her kids, and petting her Australian Shepard.

A third friend texted “What are you doing today?”  “Meeting for Bubble Tea at 2″  “Can I come?”  “Sure!  Pick you up at 1:45″  This might seem insane, already I’ve socialized with 6 people in a 24 period of time but this is me, this is my element, and usually I’d be so excited but I still just want to go home, get back under my covers, order in food, and ignore the Friends reruns on Netflix.

I pick up the friend, I drive to the city where the Bubble Tea is sold, and the friend I’d been waiting on all day to cancel plans says “I’m running behind but I’ll be there.”  So we sat in my car for an hour, windows, down, talking about all that’s wrong in our lives so that by the time the friend I initially made these plans with shows up, I’m talked out.  But I still want Bubble Tea, so we still go in, we order, we talk until 5:00 pm

Flaky friend and I had planned to go thrift shopping, but now she’s saying she’s going to her mom’s after tea to go watch The Greatest Showman.  I don’t complain, because I expected something like this, and the other friend is with me anyway so we’ll just go like we always do anyhow.  So we say our goodbyes after continuing to talk outside for 30 minutes.  Then the friend I picked up and I go out to eat, go to a few stores, and I finally get to go to bed without feeling guilty - 9:00 pm. 

But when I walk in the door, I remember...the cat needs wet food today, and the rats’ cage needs cleaning which I tell myself I’ll do tomorrow, I need to go pick up my birth control, I tell myself I’ll do that tomorrow, I need to do laundry - I’m 3 weeks deep and I’m out of underwear and clean pants.  I know that if I don’t do my laundry tonight there’s a really solid chance I won’t do it tomorrow...so I start laundry.  I tell myself I’m being smart.  My apartment building has 3 washing machines and 3 dryers, if I just haul down all of my clothes I can certainly get 3 loads done in 2 hours and it’ll only be 11:00 pm and I can feel good knowing it’s done.

After I put soap and clothes in all three washers I realize...one of the washers is jammed and won’t accept quarters.  So my single cycle plan turned into two cycles because the clothes are already soapy and down there.  I finish laundry, washed, dried, folded, and put away at 1:00 am

4/22/2018 -  Sunday morning, with no alarms, I wake up at 9:30 a.m.  I have a "Good morning” text from my boyfriend.  I know that if I check Facebook and the “Active” sign lights up and I don’t text him he’ll ask too many questions about why I didn’t text him when I first woke up.  “Good morning, how’d you sleep?”  “Like shit.  You?”  “Ok I guess.”  “When is your friend coming over?”  “IDK she’s spending time with her grandma first.”  “Oh, okay.  I guess my friends are coming.  No one said anything to me.  I’m pissed.  I don’t want them here.”  “I’m sorry.  I just texted my friend, guess she’ll be here at 2″  “Cool”

He stopped texting for a while, which I was thankful for.  I knew I didn’t have anything I had to do until 2 pm.  So I didn’t get out of bed.  I didn’t even get up to pet the cat, see the rats, check their food or water, I just turned on Friends reruns and let myself fall naturally in and out of consciousness.  Around 11 pm another text came through “How are you baby?”  “Fine.  You?”  “Okay, bored.”  “I”m sorry”

I knew I had to get up, I told myself I’d clean the rats’ cage today.  It wouldn’t be fair to let it go a 3rd week because I’m depressed and don’t want to do it.  So I got up, I put the rats in their play pen, I changed their bedding, wiped down their cage, replaced some fleece covering the wire platforms, moved things around, fresh food, fresh water, and put them back in their homes.  I cleaned the cat’s litter box, put in new litter, gave her wet food and fresh water.  Washed my hands and decided to reward my efforts with Wendy’s.  

So I changed my clothes, even put on a bra, but no socks, and drove the 8 minute round trip to Wendy’s for chicken sandwiches and fruit tea.  I brought my reward back to bed.  I checked my phone, hoping my friend would be too tired to come over after seeing her grandma, too busy, too much to finish on a Sunday.  She didn’t.  So after I ate I just laid back down in bed and waited until 1:30 pm when I did get a text.  “Done early!  Can I be there in ten?”  “Sure :) “ and I finally got up and went to sit on the couch for the first time all day.

It was good that she came, we talked, caught up on the months it’d been since we’d seen each other.  I didn’t know how long she’d stay, when 8 pm rolled around I was surprised.  I was trying to hold out until 10 pm so I could suggest going to Applebee’s for half off appetizers since I hadn’t ate since noon.  Around 8:30 I get a call from another set of friends asking if I wanted extra company and a surprise.  I didn’t really...but my curiosity got the best of me, since the friend refused to tell me who the surprise guests would be.

When they got there, with a Monster Energy I requested, I saw a friend I hadn’t seen in person since 2009.  I was so excited to see him, and his husband, and everyone else.  My apartment felt full and homey and good.  But there was still this part of me that wanted to go to bed.  But I pushed through like I’d been doing all weekend, because I was also so very excited to see this person who lives out of state who I very well may never see again.  We all talked, caught up, reminisced.  The friend who had been there since 2 stayed far later than even she had intended.  Suddenly it was midnight and of course everyone was tired and worn out and it was time to go.  The first friend stayed a little while longer, I wasn’t trying to push her out the door, but then it was 1:00 am and we both knew we’d regret being up any later.

I didn’t mention to my boyfriend a few things this weekend.  I didn’t mention my ex.  I know he’d have told me to forget the books, that seeing my ex wasn’t worth it, that I’d be disrespecting him.  Maybe he’s right, maybe that’s a fair assessment but I just didn’t care.  And I didn’t want to fight about it.  I didn’t tell him my friend tagged along for Bubble Tea.  It’s harmless, but he always acts - strange - when I don’t tell him every detail of what happens when he’s not around.  I didn’t tell him 4 more people showed up at my apartment Sunday night.  For the same reason as above but also 2 of the people are in a homosexual relationship, which shouldn’t mean anything, but it does to him.  Or he’d say, gay or not, there were 2 “strange” men in my apartment when he wasn’t there.  And even more, one of those men is transgender.  He’d have so much to say.  And that on top of all of his already hateful texts to me about his own true friends.  I just didn’t want the fight.  And even if it shouldn’t be a fight, it would become one and I was just so tired.

But since I was lying by omission...I had to clean the apartment.  Put away extra chairs and games pulled out for the bigger group.  Hide all evidence of there being more than one visitor that day.  Because I just didn’t want the hassle of him questioning things when he came back the next day.

I finally got to bed at 3 am.  The excitement having worn off, and just being so fucking thankful to have a nice cool bed with a nice soft blanket to get into after this weekend.  Wishing there was some way to stop 8 am from coming.

[leviismybitch]

I’ve been lazy with these things bc life but I decided to put my effort into them again because I miss being active on tumblr. So, hey, what’s up? Also hey this is hella late :’D

I was tagged by @mongoose-bite. Thank you cruncharoo :3

Always post the rules. Answer the questions asked, then write 11 new ones. Tag 11 people to answer your questions, as well as the person who tagged you.

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1. You can (safely) visit another planet in our solar system. Which one and why? 

Uhm, I... don’t know which one I’d visit tbh. A planet that can sustain human life? Maybe take a couple of friends with me and we could chill there to get away from bullshit? That’s a nice thought :’D

2. What are you looking forward to?

Well, currently? The weekly updates of Yuri on Ice because it’s kind of become my grounding. It’s got me hyped. Also I’m looking forward to ... some kpop stuff XD one of my favourite groups is promoting right now so they’re on a lot of variety shows and they have a lot of performances which are great to watch.

3. What do you dance to when no one is watching?

Upbeat, hard bass, body-rolling type of music. I usually dance in the mirror or around the apartment when no one is home. ... I just really hope none of my neighbours decided to window watch bc my dancing is anything but graceful haha :D If you want specific songs rn? Mostly kpop songs, Also Uptown Funk bc ofc. Uhhh also ABBA songs sometimes... and the PotC soundtrack :’D

4. What’s something about where you live that only a local would know?

Hrm. Idk I guess that we have a festival of culture (kind of, it’s actually hard to explain what it is) every year where people can go to artist corners and japanese workshops and i remember there being a kendo lesson one time and there’s also mini concerts and food stalls and ye it’s nice.

5. How’s that thing you’re working on going?

UHHHHHHHH y dis? ;o; it’s going very slowly and painfully. The WIP I’m currently working on doesn’t seem to be going anywhere but I’m trying to push on. I’ll make it work. It’s been ages since I’ve posted anything and it’s making me feel restless so I need to somehow break this endless circle of non-productivity :’D wish me luck haha

6. Have you ever had a food that you ate some much of you put yourself off it forever?

YES. Potatoes. I honestly do not like potatoes all too much because when I was a kid my grandpa liked to overfeed me with them so I just never really got over that. Now I occasionally eat mashed potatoes and very very rarely fries (from mcdonalds where they basically don’t even taste like potatoes but more like salt >.>) but not any other kind of potatoes. I just don’t like them at all. Rice is the bae for me.

7. What’s on your bedroom walls?

My guitar and four photo frames: a picture of smol me, a drawing I drew of Elsa, a grafitti painting I bought one time at the seaside of a horse in the moonlight (it’s very pretty), and a painting I did myself of my grandparents’ last puppy and kitty (I miss them). That’s basically it. Used to be posters, but, :’D

8. What do you wish had a fandom (or a bigger fandom)?

Huh, I dunno, I used to wish fandoms for anime I had just finished watching, but at the moment I feel like I’m mostly covered. So, yeah, currently nothing, but that’s liable to change :’D

9. What fictional organisation would you most want to work for?

To be honest, the only organisation I’d be willing to work in is any post-voldemort Wizarding organisation. Like, idk, maybe somewhere in the Ministry of Magic, or maybe at Hogwarts? If you can even count that as an organization? Dunno. But yes. I’d love to be able to do magic and work in a field for it!

10. Favourite pasta dish?

Spaghetti Bolognese :’D It’s a guilty pleasure.

11. What’s a trope guaranteed to make you love a character?

I’m trash for the most weird things tbh? And it doesn’t even make sense? Like, sometimes I love the asshole character(tm) but sometimes I don’t want to see a character like that at all. Sometimes I love the sunshine chars, sometimes I want that heavily tattooed char with a heart of gold, sometimes I want to see that grumpy char, etc. Idk. I just like well-written flawed-yet-still-lovable chars for the most part. IDK. I have weird preferences.

QUESTIONS:

1. What do you do when you can’t sleep?

2. What show/anime/movie/book etc. made you finally fall into the deep hole that is fandom?

3. What makes you hyped up and get things done?

4. What are some of your favourite singers/bands/groups?

5. What is your current show/anime/book etc. (choose one or many) that you’re watching/reading?

6. If you could give a hug to someone fictional, who would it be and why?

7. What is your favourite junk food/dessert?

8. What is your favourite thing of the town you live in?

9. That one song you always jam to?

10. Do you have that one trope you just can’t stop reading? If yes, which one is it?

11. If you were given a chance to master one language in a day, which one would it be and why?

I tag: @perksofbeingawaifu @erenbaegerr @monsoondownpour @pureren @raindrop-rouge @sugarplum-senpai @bfketh @ryukoishida @onewhositswiththeturtles @titanteeth @xenophonspeaks and anyone else that wants to do it ^^

[livelifelovelearn]

Hellooo! Thanks for stopping by at this ungodly hour of the day. But I really needed to talk to someone about my sad relationship with my fridge, kitchen, and FOOD in general. So if you don’t already know, I stay at a hostel during the weekdays which means I have to find for my own food. Previously, even when I used to stay in the hostel, Mrs. Home Minister used to pack a basket full of home cooked food, juices, (inserts all the healthy things in the world here) for me. However, she has kinda abandoned me (on a part-time basis) to look into other matters like checking out Anitha Puspavanam’s Youtube Channel and seeing what pots and pans Saranya Ponvanan bought for her new kitchen. Okay just kidding, Mrs. Home Minister is a quite busy and I thought -> getting my own meals was a grown-up thing to do.

As much as I’d love to applaud myself for growing up, I did the worst thing ever by telling her not to worry if she doesn’t pack food for me. Here goes a bunch of food mishaps that happened throughout the week. Warning you might feel like crying at my misery (so please grab a tissue).

Mishaps are stated in no particular order.

Roti Canai with the Invisible Curry. The roti canai was good, but I kinda felt that I was dipping it in flavored water rather than a curry. I was so near to booking a flight ticket to India for the roti canai guy so that he could go there, learn how to make curry and then come back.

Mysterious Milk Powder. On one fateful day, I decide to make myself a bowl of milk to have it with Cornflakes and lo and behold, the milk powder didn’t mix with the water (like how normal milk is made). But rather, it started separating and idk how else to describe the phenomena which happened in that bowl! (Apparently, the milk powder had turned bad)

Foodtortoise. Actually, it’s FoodPanda, but my food that was supposed to take 40 minutes to arrive only arrived in an hour (i.e 20 minutes late). In that 1 hour, technically, Mrs. Home Minister could have come from Seremban to bring me food.

Rest assured,  I will not be eating roti canai, drinking milk or ordering from Food Panda for the next 1-2 weeks.

Also to those of you who think I’m a lazy bum-bum who doesn’t know how to cook. We can’t use a stove in the apartment. Plus, you’re right: I don’t know how to cook. (good luck Prince Charming)

OH WAIT. Let me tell you the first and the last time I entered my house kitchen. Just to state the fact that I did try being friends with the stuff in my kitchen.

So one fateful day this year, I made a Thai dessert called “Red Rubies”. (kinda close to cooking okay)

Here what you’re supposed to do:  You’re supposed to chop water chestnuts, coat the water chestnuts in tapioca flour and then boil them (I guess). Finally, serve them with chilled coconut milk.

I was really stupid that day in the kitchen… So here’s what I did: I took the custard flour (it smelt like tapioca, trust me – I promise) and put it on the chopped water chestnuts. Then the chestnut started turning yellow when the custard flour came in contact with water, and I felt like Ms. Einstein. After some time G & daddy came to laugh at my misery. They wanted to show me which was the tapioca flour and idk which mega chef left the icing sugar on the countertop. So I washed the chestnuts (which were turning yellow coz of the custard flour) and almost coated them with icing sugar (which was on the countertop). This time I became a bit smarter, before coating them, I tasted it.

It tasted sweet (sugar icing, obviously sweet) and so I called mummy to ask her the exact location and where the world was the tapioca flour situated. Guess what she told me: that the tapioca flour had finished. She was kind enough to get me a packet of flour but that came along with a long long long lecture on how I shouldn’t shoo away other chefs who came to help me. (Please note: initially, I shooed away Chef Daddy & Chef G coz of their lack of experience and I didn’t want their negativity)

Once that prized tapioca flour reached my hands, I saw the chef in me come out. Little did I know that instead of lightly coating the chestnuts, I kinda gave them a spa in the tapioca flour.

Long story short, I put the spa-ed chestnuts to boil & finally served them in chilled coconut milk. I still remember the brand of Coconut Milk I bought “Ayam Brand – Santan Kelapa”. You want to know why?

Because…

After so much of toiling and experimenting and everything. I made Mr. Prime Minister (Daddy), Mrs. Home Minister (Mummy) & G taste my hard work. You know what they said, “not bad ah, it tastes nice”.

And I asked them… “What? Yay, you mean my dessert is nice?”

They were like (with guilty faces)… “Ermm nope, the Santan (coconut milk) tastes really nice, although it’s ready-made”.

I hereby announce that I officially hate ready-made coconut milk, because it jeopardized the star of that night – my dessert. 

Jokes aside, I almost cried eating that dessert coz, it felt as if I was walking in a tapioca farm. I HAD PUT SO MUCH OF TAPIOCA FLOUR. My family ended up eating the chestnut-tapioca gooey mess because they loved me.

Also, they loved themselves equally, so they made me promise I’ll visit the kitchen with a different food recipe.

This misery of mine made me think of a better idea, which can be used in the future. Don’t blame me, ACCA has always taught us to talk about the future.

VACANCY: FULL-TIME CHEF

GENDER: MALE

COMMENCEMENT: IN 5-6 YEARS TIME

PERSON TO CONTACT: MUMMY & DADDY

All the best in figuring out what the vacancy actually means. GOOD LUCK!

    Vacancy! Hellooo! Thanks for stopping by at this ungodly hour of the day. But I really needed to talk to someone about my sad relationship with my fridge, kitchen, and FOOD in general.

[somelittlewhitelies]

1 thru 75 except 57 lol

1. Are you a side, back, or front sleeper? Side sleeper, definitely

2. When you hum random music what song is it? Probably something from Hindemith’s Symphonic Metamorphosis

3. Explain your username. I was 15 when I came up with it and I’m too lazy to come up with something better

4: Explain my username. What?

5: How did you fall into the tumblr hellpit? My friend k8 talked me into it

6: What fan interest of yours would you least prefer to explain in your workplace? Gymnastics

7: What fan interest or yours would you most enjoy explaining in your workplace? The X-Files lol

8: Last song you listened to? “Hell on Wheels” by Cher

9: Weirdest thing on your dash today? I don’t know, I scroll through my dash mindlessly the few times I actually get on anymore

10: In a perfect world, what animal would you most like to adopt? A cat

11: What animal would you most like someone else to adopt? Dogs?

12: What’s something trivial you have strong opinions about? No bake cheesecakes. Because they’re not actually cheesecakes. They’re just shitty, refrigerated desserts.

13: What would your super-villain finishing move be? Idk laughing?

14: Explain your icon. It’s my mouth

15: You meet your true love(s) today. Possibly again. Describe your ideal hilarious romcom meetcute. (can be aromantic). Umm we run into each other in line somewhere, we start talking and hit it off? Idk I’m so bad at this

16: Your comfort food, and why. Mac and cheese because why the hell not. Alternatively, the student special from Sitar because my roommate and I get it when we both have shitty days. 

17: What type of mad science will you Show Them All with? (ex: mad chemical engineer, mad library scientist, mad linguist). Which of your creations will probably turn on you?

18: Favorite cheesy trope? Idk I’m really distracted and can’t come up with one because my idiot cat keeps trying to eat q-tips

19: Favorite trope nobody writes enough of? Domestic scenes I guess?

20: Rec me a book, comic, or anime, or other piece of media you wish there were more like. Modern Romance by Aziz Ansari

21: Wierdest tumblr drama you’ve been a part of or stumbled across. Idk there’s so mych of it??

22: You know those things from a million years ago your brain suddenly reminds you to feel embarrased/guilty/bad about in full technicolor? Tell me one of them. I told one of my guy friends back in high school that I’d rather vomit than kiss him. Which wasn’t true.

23: What is something you collect? T-shirts, I guess?

24: Pens. Do you know where the one closest to you came from? Would you be distressed if someone took it? My mom bought it, so not at all

25: The last game you played is crossed with the zombie apocalypse and now going down outside your window. How boned are you? Umm terrified

26: What was the last thing that made you cry? I used to be a stone cold bitch who couldn’t cry at anything, but I’ve recently started getting emotional about amost everything lol. So yeah, it was Simone Biles’s performance on Dancing with the Stars about her adoption

27: Most embarrassing/weird/personal body thing you’re willing to talk about. I can’t taste anything on the right side of my tongue

28: Your icon is now the voice of your inner therapist. How is this gonna go? LOL NOT WELL AT ALL BECAUSE IT’S ME

29: Name a kink you only like hypothetically. Monagamy lol

30: Name a kink you find bewildering. Feet???

31: You have acquired: a mouse, a lizard, a rabbit, a spider, a domestic fox. Name them! Who gets to sleep on the bed? Mouse-Cheese. Lizard-Snake. Rabbit-Apple. Spider-AAGGGHHHH. Fox-Ace. The domestic fox sleeps on the bed

32: What was your favorite childhood toy? Do you still have it? Lincoln Logs and yes, some of them 

33: Hit “shuffle” on your media player and tell me your favorite lyric from the song that comes up. “Paranoia strikes deep/Into your life it will creep/It starts when you're always afraid”

34: What fan media (of yours or someone else’s) would you most like to see art/fic for? I don’t know, I like most types of art honestly

35: What do you ship that you think would be hard to explain convincingly to other people? Attempt an explanation. Mulder/Scully? That my only ship right now and it’s not hard to convince people to get on board with lol

36: What meme gets on your nerves? So many

37: Showers or baths? Showers 

38: Who was your biggest childhood nemesis and why? I don’t think I had one 

39: First writing prompt that comes to your head. I am so uncreative and cannot write. 

40: Least favorite color. Orange

41: What was the last thing you got really obsessed with? I’ve recently got re-obsessed with Cher because I realized that she’s gonna die one day and I got scared lol

42: What’s the weirdest experience you’ve ever had on a mind-altering substance? (prescription, recreational, otc, or food) One time in Colorado I took too many hits off a grav and I started breathing colors

43: Shuffle up a random song on your media player. Now tell me what ship/story goes with it. “Landslide” and again, I am uncreative

44: What’s making you happiest recently? :) Spending time with my best friends

45: What’s scaring you these days? :( realizing that I’m probably gonna die alone 

46: Post a funny video for me.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMJWL1CczMI

47: Did you ever have a dream/nightmare that stuck with you for years? Nope 

48: What’s a movie you thought you’d hate but you turned out to love? Oh god I don’t know. Probably Inception but I didn’t love it, I just liked it more than I thought I would

49: Tell me a really obscure fact you know. You can replace the strings on a french horn with dental floss if a string breaks and you’re in a pinch

50: Hot or cold? Cold

51: How did your parent(s) punish you as a kid? What do you think of that? I got time out and it was fine

52: What’s something you thought was true about yourself that your feelings have changed on over the years? I used to be a lot more conservative lol

53: Write a story in seven words. The sun shone brightly over the river

54: What is your favorite curse word? Shit

55: Favorite food for every color of the rainbow. ramen, oranges, yams, green beans, bread, indian food, vermuth ( I am so sorry I am dumb)

56: If you were a poltergeist where would you haunt and what would be your preferred style of prank? I would haunt practice room 222 in Moody and shake people’s music while they’re trying to practice

57: What is an art style, craft, or skill that you can’t do, but you really admire in others? I DID THIS ONE

58: What is a skill you have that people probably don’t know about? I’m pretty good at tie-dying?

59: Name a pet peeve you have, and something you do that is probably a pet peeve for others. Loud chewing noises

60: Dragons, dinosaurs, or aliens? Aliens

61: What was the last big fight you had with someone about? My mom about something, I don’t really remember

62: Insult the asker of this question creatively. You’re an inconsiderate son of a bitch (I’m sorry I’m so bad at this)

63: In an ideal world, what would you like done with your body after you die? I’d like my ashes to be put in a pod with a tree seed so that I can become a tree

64: Find me a weird stock photo and post it. 

65: What was your bedtime ritual as a kid? Did you have one? Wash my face, brush my teeth, get in bed

66: What are the three traits you value the most in others? Honesty, loyalty, and humor

67: What are the three most interesting wild animals you’ve encountered in your life? Snake, fox, squirrel? 

68: What is a word you really enjoy saying? Shit

69: Answer number 60 like it was a “fuck, marry, kill” rhetorical. Fuck aliens, marry dragons, kill dinosaurs

70: Describe something that happened to you today as if you were a narrator in a film noir, nature documentary, or 50s teaching video. My cat woke me up this morning by licking my face 

71: Create five new nicknames for yourself as quickly as you can. layruhs, lala, lulu, laura lou, cat mom

72: Shorts, pants, skirts, or other? Pants

73: What’s a song you hate and why? Most country songs

74: If you were a superhero, what would be your one weakness? My knees lol

75: Describe a weird encounter you had with a bug. I accidentally inhaled a gnat a week ago 

y’all this was difficult