#personal life update

[666writingcafe]

A String of Texts

Part One

Diavolo: Construction has commenced for the school.

MC: *thumbs up emoji*

Diavolo: I've also opened up an application process to fill teaching positions.

Diavolo: Solomon was right. I'm not the only one who wants a better future for the Devildom.

Diavolo: In fact, this is the current state of my office.

Diavolo: *picture of desk and floor being covered with giant stacks of paperwork*

MC: *shocked crow sticker*

MC: That's a LOT of applications.

Diavolo: I know. I was wondering if you were able to help me go through them.

MC: Certainly. What sort of things are you looking for?

Diavolo: Well, I know that some of these aren't genuine. Either they want to use this as an opportunity to exploit me, or they want to continue bullying the brothers and figure that they could get away with it if they had some amount of authority over them. I can't allow that to happen.

MC: So, weed out the phonies. Got it. Anything else?

Diavolo: Figure out who's the most qualified for different positions.

MC: Is there going to be job interviews as well?

Diavolo: Of course, but I don't want to waste my time by interviewing just anyone that's applied. I have other duties to do, after all.

MC: Understandable.

MC: Solomon and I will swing by in a little bit to grab some of those stacks.

~~~

Part Two

Lucifer: I need you to come over and spend the night at the House. I have plans with the prince, and I have no idea how long they'll last.

MC: Will do. Do I need to bring/cook dinner for your brothers?

Lucifer: I would say that's not necessary, but the last few meals have been disasters, so do with that information what you will.

MC: *thumbs up emoji*

MC: I'll grab ingredients to make stew.

Lucifer: Stew?

MC: It's generally rather filling.

Lucifer: Even for an Avatar of Gluttony?

MC: Oh, he'll get his own pot.

Lucifer: Wow...you've certainly thought about this, haven't you?

MC: Just making sure I have all my bases covered.

MC: Moving on from food...

Lucifer: Yes?

MC: Diavolo has given me some paperwork to sift through, and I was wondering if I could bring it along with me.

Lucifer: Absolutely. It's important to complete assignments for the prince. I'll make sure you have a place to work.

MC: *thumbs up emoji*

~~~

Part Three

MC: Don't forget to use protection.

Diavolo: *picture of a box of condoms*

MC: DUDE

MC: I MEANT THAT AS A JOKE

MC: I DIDN'T REALIZE YOU ACTUALLY INTEND ON PULLING THE MOVES ON LUCIFER THIS EVENING

Diavolo: *laughing crow sticker*

MC: Allow me to give you a piece of advice, then: DON'T abuse the power you have over him to make him do stuff he normally wouldn't consent to.

Diavolo: I didn't realize that future me was that much of an ass.

MC: In my timeline, that sort of thing happened long before I came in the picture. Just...don't succumb to the temptation, okay?

Diavolo: I'll try my best not to.

Taglist: @lost-in-time-wanderer, @fuzztacular, @dianedancer18, @sweetbrier2908, @flare-love, @completelyshatteredbrokenmschf, @thunderlightning351, @l3v1chan, @anxious-chick, @5mary5, @expressionless-fr

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Autism Assessment Update (bc it's been almost 3 months since I mentioned it haha oops) (it's a novel. you've been warned.)

tagging @examishbookwyrm bc they did comment on my autism assessment post I made in MARCH!! n i didn't respond...(adhd moment) get honourable mention'd.

--- SOOOO. BIG ASS PERSONAL LIFE UPDATE!!! I have... literally the worst news? Like the worst-worst news I think I will ever share. So imma start from the beginning :> [I detail everything about the assessment in this post. The process, the assessment itself, and the after.]

So. This is part of the NS Pilot Program for assessing people who were going to age out of the early-childhood-assessment waitlist (because hey! it is a 5 year long wait! haha!) which was led by NS Health and the Gov. of Canada (who paid for all the assessments.) It's safe to say that NOBODY is happy! (if you look it up you will find articles on how... awful it's been. Also if you look up articles I might have left out details bc my brain is VERY SPOTTY bc i am enraged) but anyway,

The first part of this is they had been calling my mom during the day; my mother had been working days. So she wasn't picking up. And they weren't answering her calls back or her messages! Already a big red flag. Because they can't get ahold of her they call me. Me! The person they're going to assess, who, at the time, was 18, and perfectly capable of consenting, as an adult, and taking care of their own medical records and appointments and such. They go "Hello, is this (deadname's) mom?" And I go "This is (deadname); and my name is [Chosen]" and they go "Oh, Well. Can you get your mother to call us?" And I said in a tone I believe was very clearly annoyed bc wtf? "Oh, no, you can tell me whatever you're going to tell her!" They tell me "Well we're looking to get you into the NS pilot program for autism assessments" yada yada "is that something you'd be interested in?" And me being me (poor and reasons to think I'm autistic and being on the waitlist) go "yeah!" AND THIS FUCKING WOMAN GOES "ok then get your mom to call us. this is the date. we need her to confirm." and I go "...why?" and they go "we just need to talk to her." and I go "...why can't you just talk to me?" and she just repeats herself so I go "um. ok. well. you have a good day? bye?" and hang up. So i'm simmering; bc I am literally an adult. I don't need my mom. I should be treated like an adult and I'm getting infantilized. I got the woman's name and # so I give it to my mom. It takes another month to get a date for the assessment approved bc they STILL WONT ANSWER HER CALLS OR MESSAGES.

My mother was required to do two prerequisite assessments a week or two before my in-person one. One over the phone and one over zoom. I am above the age of 16 (as stated) and perfectly capable of consent and being an informant. (you are legally allowed to consent to a majority of medical assessments in NS when you turn 16 w/o alerting ur parents, and clearly allowed to do that over the age of 18 as that is age of majority.) So i'm just miffed. They tell her not to tell me anything. She says fuck that (thank the gods) and so she tells me things they tell her. So the night before the assessment I help her with the form they MAKE HER FILL OUT before the assessment like "when did your child start walking/running" "when did they learn to ride a bike" "when did they start talking/writing" stuff like that. and I go ok. sure. autism can show in early childhood, it's a neurological developmental disorder. I get it. Even though autistic individuals can have average, slowed, or accelerated development (IT'S ALMOST LIKE ITS LITERALLY CALLED AUTISM SPECTRUM DISORDER) There's a question that catches me off guard. "what is your child's dominant hand" ...i'm sorry. back it up. *Yes.* There are studies that say many people who have ASD are left handed or ambidextrous. But oh. My. Gods. Above. THAT IS NOT GROUNDS FOR DIAGNOSIS; and you can also ASK THE KID during the assessment! What kind of question?! [I am right-hand predominant but I am ambidextrous.]

I move on.

I go into the assessment. On the table; the dr's introductory sheet in a photo frame. His title sits atop the document with a head, MADE OF BLUE PUZZLE PIECES alarm bells alarm bells alarm bells oh my fucking god help me jesus christ please help me i promise i'll believe in you if you help me right now please please plea "Hi!" A woman greets us, sitting in an office with the door open. I don't know her name. She doesn't stand from her desk. "I'll be with you in a moment." I laugh awkwardly. My mom says ok as the woman shuts her door. I tell my mom "I hate it here; can we go home?" Because I genuinely feel unsafe; I'm shaking. She laughs softly and goes "It'll be okay." So I put a brave face on bc I love my mom and she's nice and wait for the lady. She calls us in a few minutes later. I don't remember her introducing herself. I don't remember her offering a handshake or any other "polite" gesture. That would be something important to do, and I would have remembered it. She tells us how long it will be and a lay down of what's gonna happen and asks MY MOTHER FOR CONSENT TO FILM ME. Not ME for consent to film ME, an 18 year old. My mom turns to me confused and asks me if I'm okay with it instead. I go "yeah." (I was not okay with it); the woman told us the assessment would not happen if they could not film it. So I agreed; giving *assent* rather than *consent* was something I was pissed off about then and there. The woman asks HER if she'd like to stay so my mom asks ME if she wants me to stay, I hug my mom after I ask her to leave because I'm an adult and can handle myself. I don't need my mom to be there. I sit down. I have my pompompurin stuffed animal with me and a messenger bag with pens and stuff in it because I know there are things to write and don't like using other people's things. She doesn't ask about the bag. She sets up the camera and such, explaining that she'll have to occasionally turn to her laptop to make sure the recording is still going. I have pompom in my lap along with a fidget while she talks. She says something along the lines of "um, you'll want to put that away, you'll need your hands." And I go, rather firmly, something along the lines of; "I'll put it away when I need to use my hands. I am focusing on you right now." To which she seems surprised and goes "um... okay, that's fine." And continues on. (Was she not expecting an adult to have clear boundaries and be able to state their needs?) She offhandedly mentions something about [Dr] perhaps coming in to see me at some point during the assessment. My heart drops. She's not the doctor? She isn't the psychiatrist? What the hell?

The assessment begins. They're giving me tests for children, she said she made it harder. I disagree. I find the tasks easy. Simple games/puzzles. I tell her I like puzzles. She keeps throwing positive affirmation at me; I become annoyed with it after awhile because I know she's only doing it to make me continue doing the activity. It's common for people who work with children. She is infantilizing me. I know I was thinking it subconsciously.

The tests are not geared towards my age range, I notice immediately. I become miffed, going "these are too easy for me so far" or something to that effect. She laughs at me. I become upset. We start the reading part of the test. I read to show reading speed and comprehension. I read out loud to show my pronunciation. I read words that don't exist to show my reasoning skills when it comes to language. I am in my 5th year of high school (I struggle with school). This task is mundane and annoying. I feel like I am in third grade. I feel infantilized. I feel like the tests aren't going to be accurate. I am annoyed. I do it fast as I can to get it over with. Some of the reading pieces she makes me do multiple times.

We begin the mathematics part. I am not good at mathematics. She has upped the difficulty for the mathematics, she tells me. I begin; The first test is a Working Memory test; listing numbers she reads to me in a specific order. I am bad at it after the more convoluted ones. Some of the work is recognizing shapes and patterns. There is addition, fractions, multiplication and division questions. She points out I'm 'doing the test wrong' multiple times. I tell her that this test is stupid (or something to that effect) due to the structure. She laughs at me. There are a few tests I can't do or become quickly annoyed with (naming mean, median, and mode, prime numbers, fractions.) As I haven't done them since 11th grade level (I took a different math course and haven't done math since I finished my credits 2 school years ago.) We break for lunch after doing half of the mathematics.

I return to continue with the mathematics. I am still annoyed even after eating lunch. I had complained to my mother how it felt like torture: No eraser, No Calculator, no Tools, and no asking for help (She is not allowed to give me help, even if I don't know something.) I am on the brink of actual tears in frustration because I cannot receive help. I understand the potential why, but I think it's idiotic.

We begin the writing and listening comprehension. I am made to write an essay on a game I like and why I like it, I am given 10 minutes. I write it about Minecraft and it's offshoots. For listening comprehension, there are a few tests. I tell her about certain parts of what i've heard. Most of them are ads, so telling her what they say is easy for me, because it feels like slush and I have trained my ears to pick up more important information because of APD (Auditory Processing Disorder). She repeats them a few times to get me to tell her more. There are more working memory tests. Something with shapes, form, and colours. One about things she's listed. There's a test where I tell her a story in a picture book based on photos only. I am becoming tired. There's a test where I need to copy a picture. I am not allowed to trace the picture. I am not allowed to hold the picture. I am not allowed to use a tool. She says something about how I should like it because I told her I am an artist. I start going on while begrudgingly doing the test that this is horrible, this isn't what art is, and i'd like to not be doing it this way because it is impractical. She laughs at me again. I am annoyed. I get to take another short break after that.

There is another test when I come back with shapes. I see there are 8 pieces and a grid I must put them in; observing the grid, I go "I need all 8 pieces." She gives me 4 pieces. I frown. I say "I need all 8 of them, can I have them please?" as I put the 4 she gave me into the grid. She hands me 2. I put them in. I repeat myself. "I know I need all 8 of them. Can you give them to me please?" She gives me 1. I become insanely frustrated at that point. "What is this?" I go, "Can I have the last piece?" I ask her annoyedly, and she gives it to me. She's smiling. She thinks this is funny? I put it in the place. I rearrange the pieces into a nicer pattern in the grid because she annoyingly gave me the pieces while she takes her notes.

There is an activity where I have to tell her a story using 5 random pieces of garbage. She shows me how to do it first when I already understand the premise and was going to do it after the verbal instruction and presentation of the items. I know it is to assess my imaginative play. I am an 18 year old artist. This is easier than breathing to me. I do it begrudgingly because I am embarrassed to do it. She laughs at me again. I am so annoyed at this point I am thinking the most angry thoughts. What is her issue??? I don't say anything while I wait for the other tests.

I am presented with a test with over 100 questions. I say out loud multiple times "I don't have OCD" to multiple questions I've been asked before to assess me for OCD. She says something about 'Don't think about it. just answer.' and I say something along the lines of "I've been to therapy since I was about 12. I do therapy speak. I know what the questions are asking me. I can't not think about it." She scoffs at me. I am so irritated. Many of the questions ask me if I am suicidal. Many of the questions ask me if I am paranoid. There are questions about ego, and questions about self-worth, questions about poverty, questions about things that don't pertain (to see if I'm paying attention.) I finish the test. She asks if I answered honestly. I say "I think so." But I my answers will be different tomorrow. They're always different later. That's how surveys work.

One of the last tests is asking me questions and having me answer. Things like "do you have friends?" "how do you feel about relationships?"; I ask her "Well, how do you define relationships? Are you in any? Are you asking me about friendship or dating?" She tells me she has a partner; a husband if I recall. I say something about marriage and romance. She asks me more questions about feelings, boundaries, relationships, and experiences in my life. It is the last test.

We leave the room to talk to my mother in the waiting room. I have not seen [Dr] once. Girl asks me what my pronouns are. I tell her it/its. She complains. I tell her too bad flat out. We leave.

I only learn upon getting home that her name is Alison.

I wait a month for my draft results. I had to get my teacher to fill out a form. I had to sign a consent form for them to do that which they made me do digitally after the assessment and CLEARLY wanted my mother to sign. She gets me to sign it because I'm an adult. She understands.

My mom sits me down. She goes "You aren't going to like this." I frown. "I'm not autistic?" She nods. "You aren't. But they said you have 3 or 4 other things."

Alarm bells again. I get her to bring up my draft assessment on the computer for me to read. I am enraged. They refer to me as "transgendered". They misgendered me. There were numerous, insane typos that would be easy to catch on the first pass.

I begin work on an Essay/Paper telling them why their assessment is bullshit and how I meet the criteria for autism spectrum disorder. (I READ THE DSM-5 AND DSM-5-TR FOR THIS CRAP.) I also berate them the whole time for their behaviour, the nature of the assessment, and lack of care. A week or so later I get the final draft. They still misgendered me; and there are still typos. I get my mom to email it to me and I send it to multiple of my friends, my Therapist, and give her my consent to share it with my Psychiatrist and anyone else she sees fit with her discretion with the password for the protected document, along with a screenshot pointing out the most glaring typo (being misgendered.) My therapist and psychiatrist show it to the Autism Lead in their district with my consent.

I receive an overwhelmingly positive onslaught of "this assessment is bullshit! You SHOULD be angry." The autism lead tells my therapist I do likely have autism based on what was shown and told to her, and to get a second opinion (as she can't diagnose me without assessing me herself). I tell my therapist more about the assessment. She does some research.

The Psychometrist (someone who administers psychological tests/assessments) is underqualified during time of assessment.

Medical Negligence.

[Dr.] Is clearly on grounds to be tried for Medical Malpractice.

I am now working on submitting a complaint and finishing my paper.

I may potentially be involved in legal trouble against the psychologist I never even got to see or speak to.

Fuck that guy.

[anxiescape]

UPDATE: Heyo. Sorry for the lack of fics and stuff, this year has seriously been one of the worst of my life. I’m trying to post at least one more chapter of one of my fanfics before the end of the year (because writing and sharing my stories, like, makes me feel better, I guess) but I know I’ve got a few different fics that people are waiting on updates for, so which one do you guys wanna see? Lemme know and I’ll try my best to get it out before the end of the year.

(Sorry LotU isn’t on the list, that one’s a collab and finding time to work on it with @amalgamorph has just been... messy, to say the least.)

[therealmofadisneyfangirl]

I decided I return to reviewing Kim Possible when I am on Spring Break from college

[aggold15hi01]

A life update- 5th September 24

Very long post so . . . you might want to be prepared for a long and lengthy post here.

Aloha everybody,

so it has been a while ever since I did an actual post of my own on Tumblr however there are sad news I do want to truthfully share with everyone ever since it has been a long while I did an actual post on here.

Firstly, the first sad news I got to say is my 6 year old 2019 Macbook Pro had gone dead on me last night after dinner and when i did tried to turn it back on and also I tried pressing all of the correct keys onto the keyboard of the Macbook Pro unfortunately it didn't truthfully work which does truthfully worries me ever since I am going to have a huge and grave loss over many of the files I had neglected it for way too long and worse; those files won't be truthfully recovered at all to be honest ever since the 6 year old Macbook with the now discontinued touch bar had decided to take it's own life dejectedly out of nowhere.

(For anyone who are truthfully wondering what is the type of Macbook model I am using; the Macbook Pro I am using is a 6 year old 2019 model with the now discontinued touch bar which I'd think it might be a relief because I truthfully don't know whether my 6 year old Macbook pro with the touch can be repairable and if not then I guess I'll have to start all over with a brand new Macbook; a brand new OS [That's Mac OS Sonoma which I am not feeling truthfully impressed about in my own opinion.] and most of all having to re-do so many of the work I did have neglected for way too long honestly and clearly.)

Secondly, I have been feeling truthfully missing for a very long while ever since i do have to focus on my current job where I am now working as a receptionist in addition to a cleaner as well whom she did have to clean up the massage beds and sanitize it as well ever since working with not one but two jobs can be so challenging especially when we are talking about how it may look like family owned business but in reality you only have two people running the business and yet they both are part of the family which is actually both an advantage and a disadvantage.

(Again, I am actually working at a my family's Traditional Chinese Clinic in case if you are wondering what exactly I am truthfully talking about here obviously.)

Despite how I also lost many of the documents from my now 6 year old dead Macbook Pro I am supposed to do it for here as well as my personal blog however the good news is that I did managed to publish the Lolex AUS GP 24-Paula's edition onto my personal blog in earlier of this year in addition to many of the pictures I did truthfully saved on both my Macbook as well as publishing and uploading them on both my personal blog and also here as well plus my X account as well, i guess if there is one lesson I did truthfully learn from the experience of having a Macbook pro; it is to make sure to always back up on everything and never ever (EVER) forget your files especially the ones which you had seldom used it ever since Macbook doesn't last for long and make sure, you can take very good care of it as well plus to make it both clear and understanding; make sure you can always back-up your files every now and then from your very own laptop everybody since we may never know what is going to truthfully happens to your laptop everyone.

Thirdly, although I do have to re-write many of the writing projects by paper and pen (More accurately; both my diary and also a pen as well) and also on my iPad as well which I am feeling thankful I have it to make sure I can do the writing just in case if something goes wrong with my laptop plus it is also going to take a very long while ever since I do easily get drained and burned out both from my very own work in real life as well as having to truthfully experience on what feels like a 'One hour/ 1 Hour ride' back to home and vice versa going to work now ever since my estranged family/ ohana have to move out to a brand new location back in the month of November which is around late November 2022 all because of the nosy and the equally talkative neighbors whom they do truthfully have nothing to do all day but to simply gossip on about us out of both jealousy and spite from two houses away from the old and currently vacant old house where we used to live for 17 years long and honestly; to dig a deeper hole into the grave; the opposite neighbor of the nosy and talkative neighbors whom all they want to do is to gossip about us as if we are truthfully the main topic of both the news and the gossip in addition to also thinking about how we are also 'The talk of the town' just as when they mentally think we are the same as the royal family however we are just only a normal family whom we are all just living with our normal daily lives from the house no. 22; unfortunately another terrible neighbor we do have to truthfully experience is how the daughter had told her mother about how she felt so scared about going to sleep at night in her own room only because of how loud and noisy yet irritatingly crazy (But more so in a paranoid type of way where people would ask you questions of are you mentally ill or not honestly.) I am for making so much of noise very late at night then this is where we are truthfully forced to move out of late November 2022 to a brand new house and a brand new location where everyone seems to be very happy but I am the only one who seems to be the one and only genuinely unhappy camper from the move to the brand new house and the brand new area obviously.

And finally, i know this does feels like a very long post on here however I'll only be returning to writing if I am feeling truthfully both equally productive and also creative about the idea of the writing process however with so many of the things are happening in my very own real life in a very crazy way (Not in either a good way nor it does happens in a bad way but more so of a bumpy way where I did felt as if I am surfing in the waters of Waikiki during the summer season); I won't be continuing doing any writing projects unless if I am truthfully and willing to do it thus if there is another lesson I do have to pretty much learn from the experience, I'd think it is truthfully okay to take the time to truthfully take a step back and also having to truthfully prioritize and take care of yourself first despite how it does truthfully selfish and uptight at certain times but . . . if there is a lesson we can learn from it; I would say, it is truthfully okay to take steps back & take care of yourself first.

Anyway, since this is a very long and lengthy life update I have done it on here for the very first time however i am going to definitely carry on with this blog as usual whenever I can truthfully get the time to do any of the writing (Plus if you didn't feel like doing it; that's truly okay because another lesson we can definitely learn is our own personal projects isn't going anywhere for real--I learn that lesson from Tina who is Imawonder as both an artist and also a YouTuber from YouTube as well as a business owner of her very own online art shop of Imawonder.) Projects however I'll still sometimes pop in whenever I can on here plus I'll see you all very soon; take really good care of yourself and sending endless peace, love and prayers to everyone in general.

[searenbound]

If I go radio silent again it’s grandma related again.

She was doing so well, she was sticking to her routine and pt exercises, and now she’s had another major setback. We don’t know the cause yet, it could be anything from infection to mental health because she recently visited her daughter’s grave site and that sometimes seems to come with set backs.

[just-some-random-blogger]

Hello everyone i would just like tell you that im like really sad rn cos i just moved and miss my mom and cried about it to her and yes im an adult but i miss her and so i dont think i am mentally well enough to reply or much less write anything imma just drown my sorrow in reading/reblogging fics ok thanks

[ccaudle]

CARNIVAL CRUISE 2024 VACAY

Hey ya’ll I’m back from vacation took a detox from social media little bit well I didn’t have good service or wifi on the ship I didn’t know about care package or download ship app carnival Julibee I had relaxing vacation I was resting !!! The only beach I survived was mahogany bay I got sun burnt I hear from a lot of ppl you got to go on cruise once In your life it was experience not my interest neither is boutique shops I love tiktok and amazon lol you save money 😂 bingo gambling drinking it was cool to learn history and exploring the ship

[makowashimai]

Well, I was a victim of the Kia Challenge today. I live in a gated community, went out to get into my car at 6:53am this morning, and my car was GONE. Luckily when this stupid thing started, I went out and bought and Apple AirTag and hid it in my emergency blanket, and put it in my cubby tray that has a cover on it with my tools, so the police and I were able to find my car within about 30 minutes to an hour when my car was stolen. My car was 1.1 miles from my apartment complex. Little shits broke out my back passenger window, dismantled my steering wheel column, damaged my center console, flung papers all over the place looking for valuable stuff and or weapons, luckily they did not find my gate key to my complex hidden in the sunglasses case holder. But they left their tools in my drivers seat, I am assuming that they were going to come back and finish the job after school. Since you know, part of this challenge is to do as much damage as possible to the car they take for a joy ride. Luckily I have really good car insurance, was able to have them cover the tow that the police arrange once my car was recovered and sent it to a trusted impound lot until I could arrange for my insurance company to take it to their lot for inspection, got a REALLY nice rental car during this time. Was told that if my car is totaled due to the damage that was done, that I would get a check for the Kelly Blue book worth of my car, which should cover all my loan and a down payment for a new car (probably not a Kia to be honest), or they will send it to get repaired. Hopefully my car will be able to get repaired, but it will honestly never feel the same after being violated by shithead kids. My apartment complex who has 24/7 surveillance of the community, including camera footage of when my car left and what time and they will be working with the police to figure out what time my car was taken to help ID the kids who took my car. They were pretty upset about my car being taken from our gated community. Guess they held a meeting about it this morning to up security to make sure it doesn't happen again. My Boss was super awesome today, they took me to go get my rental car, approved of PTO for me for today, and forced me to take PTO tomorrow (I had no options, they texted me and said "You are taking PTO tomorrow too"). Told me whatever I needed to let them know and they would help me out. Told me I needed to take care of my car stuff, and to not worry about work. Great of them considering that we have important people coming to the office next week, and as part of facilities both of us have a lot to do to prepare for it.

So it has been an eventful 12 plus hours for me, at least I got my car back, thank GOD for me thinking ahead and putting a tracker on my car as a fail safe for if this kind of thing happened.

[bendluck]

Now the lp and ep collection can finally have a new life. Need to find some support for the lps to stand spine out so its easier to rifle through, unfortunately the shelf is a bit too wide as is.

Now playing: king kong song - abba

Track 3, side A

[julessworldd]

The fact I have a chance to go to PNW after Christmas is so mind boggling. Going with my favorite aunt too! 3 years later I have the chance and I’m praying and manifesting that I can go and get out of Tennessee for a week 😫 first time she went I was graduating hs and my parents made me stay to get my diploma. It was the summer and it was so pretty! I’m gonna freeze to death but anything to go to my dream state

[anxiescape]

Small life update: I’m not dead! In fact, I’m actually doing a little better. I’ve got some new meds that are actually working (though they cost an arm and a leg), and I’ll finally be starting physical therapy in the next couple of weeks (here’s hoping it goes well 🤞🙏). I’ve started getting into writing again, and more importantly I’m enjoying it again, so… we’ll see how things go. :3

[therealmofadisneyfangirl]

Tomorrow I finally get started on my Kim Possible review for real this time my draft is in the work of process.

Sorry guys, life got busy. I am in middle of my college semester as a freshman in college and in process of finding a job.

I am looking for mod team and admin team for this blog.

Thank you guys for understanding

I step into the world of Kim Possible tomorrow.

[aggold15hi01]

Blog Interaction Guidelines

Hello,

I know this is something irrelevant but I have decided to authentically  share some guidelines on having to truly interact with my blog.

-Firstly; my blog is generally open for all but it doesn't mean my blog is open for certain people.

-When I say "it doesn't mean my blog is open certain people"; there are some people I am feeling very suspicious about to be honest especially when it comes to a platform like Tumblr.

-Secondly; just as when I did mentioned about the people I am feeling very suspicious about; I notice there are a number of suspicious blogs interacting with some of the post I made especially when we are talking about a post on how there is a post I did post an image on Allisha Gray in the USA 5x5 Basketball Jersey; I did truly notice how there are two spam blogs interact with that post.

-Thirdly, despite how I may not be very active on Tumblr as much as other social media platforms: I did truly notice about how there are a new blog follower are nothing but suspicious spam blogs where they post nothing but spam blog posts I am not truthfully feeling interested to be honest.

-Plus any true forms of hate, abuse or bullying or all of the above won't be truthfully welcomed or tolerated on my blog here as I am a person whom I had truthfully experienced hate, abuse and bullying in real life and online in the past as well as in the present therefore again; any forms of hate, abuse: bullying or all of the characters I had mentioned above won't be truthfully welcomed or tolerated on my blog.

-And finally, I want to let everybody know that my blog is may be open for everyone to interact and chat however if the blog is either a spam blog or a blog which contains anything abusive, hateful or both—then I am going to consider to remove the blog to prevent any further interaction with blog.

Also in other words; I am only focusing here on having to do the best interests which I usually have the best interest at heart and thank you so much for both taking the time to read this blog yet having to interact with this blog as well.

Anyway, thank you so much for reading this post on the blog interaction guidelines.

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I get to play Poe in Nightfall and I gotta say, these few lines, I'm very excited to perform 😏

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My father died the night of February 28th.

It was a sudden and rapid decline but we did what we could to make his passing comfortable. I do not think he was in any pain, or so I hope.

The next few weeks will be busy dealing with his passing and everything that comes next (legal things mostly). So my hiatus will most likely continue.

Though, I keep finding myself wanting to write as a way to pass the silence, or destress, so maybe I will release something else soon.

Thank you to everyone who has been leaving kind messages on this post, as well as my inbox and dms, I appreciate you all <3

xx

Personal Life Update - Possible Long Term Hiatus

So for anyone who cares about this sort of thing, I thought I would make a post. A few weeks back, both of my parents got sick. We thought with the same thing, possibly covid at the time.

While it was confirmed that my mother did in fact get Covid, she also contracted pneumonia. She has copd so this made it quite difficult for her. So she went to to the hospital.

My dad turned out to have something much worse. He developed diverticulitis (pockets in the intestine), fairly common, but, he got severely inflamed and got an infection. He got very sick, very fast. He had been receiving treatment for Liver Cancer previously, but those treatments were only making him worse.

For the last few weeks me and my brother have been making two-hour trips every other day, to visit both of them.

My dad was getting dialysis treatments because his kidneys were in rough shape, but was having a hard time in the hospital. He was not being treated well, and wanted to come home, so he did.

Today me and my brother brought our dad home so he could be comfortable somewhere he feels safe. He will no longer be receiving dialysis or cancer treatments. He will be set up with a hospice service from home hopefully tomorrow.

I do not know when my mother will return home, or what care she will need from this point on either. She has recovered from covid and pneumonia, but must be on a cpap machine at night at this point or she declines in her health/breathing.

I have no idea how much longer I have with my father. Could be days, could be a year. The same goes with my mother, though she is not well, she is better off than my father in some ways.

I have been taking care of my mother every day for the last 5 years. And now I'll need to help my dad as well for as long as he needs.

I may release content on days that are better and I feel like writing, maybe for stress relief. But I cannot promise that I will be able to post anything. I will be around, but just might not be writing for a while longer.

To anyone who sends their love, prayers, or kind messages, I thank you in advance. Please do not be offended if I do not reply right away or at all.

xx