#sorry y’all tumblr is basically my journal now

[mccoyquialisms]

really cool and exciting for me to have a relationship crisis triggering yet another sexuality crisis

[korasonata]

Just watched that clip of that crafting stream where Cleo’s making her bullet journal and they have that complete and utter breakdown over the JoeHillsSimp blog on Tumblr and Cleo was just like “someone’s going to clip this. That person that does the transcriptions of these is going to transcribe this.”

Firstly, I feel called out.

Secondly, you are absolutely right. Have a clip transcription.

(Wasn’t going to do a full one of these, but now that I’ve been called out I’ve just decided to embrace it 😅)

—

[Cam: Cleo, I figure you might get a crack out of this, someone on Tumblr just referred to Joes appearance as a Wish Jesus.]

Cleo (laughing): Somebody just referred to Joe’s appearance as Wish Jesus!

Joe: …what?

Cleo: as in “Wish” from the discount clothing marketplace thing!

Joe: …We don’t have…a discount clothing marketplace called Wish.

Cleo: as in the Wish— the Wish website! *squealing* Wow! That’s harsh!

Joe (confused): …is it? I don’t— we don’t have that store here, so I don’t know.

Cleo: It’s— it’s— it’s one of the—erm…have you heard of— I’m trying to think of the other one…what’s the other— the other one? Allibaba…??

Joe: Uh, yeah it’s a, umm, uh—

Cleo: Shein! Shein! Aliexpress!

Joe: yeah yeah, I’ve heard of that.

Cleo: it’s in that form of it.

Joe: Wow that’s…remarkably downmarket.

Cleo: yeah! That’s why it’s funny!

Joe: …is that an accurate description?

Cleo: Uh…I mean, I can see why they would say that.

SILENCE…

Cleo: although if you wear a suit I don’t see you as a Wish Jesus. I see you as—I see you as—

Joe: I frequently wear a suit. I frequently wear a suit on these streams, just not on this one cause I don’t wanna get…stuff on it.

Cleo: *laughing*

Joe (giggling): What! You don’t wanna get paint on your fancy clothes!

Cleo: I don’t have fancy clothes, Joe.

Joe: …you don’t wanna get paint on my fancy clothes you’re borrowing then.

Cleo: Why would— oh…

SILENCE…

Cleo: …Maybe. Maybe.

—

Joe (reading chat): BlazeTheColdBananaBread says “I made a Tumblr post about Joe looking like wish Jesus yesterday who is this person”

Cleo: *cackling* Well, it’s from Tumblr so it’s probably you! Cause my other half trolls Tumblr.

[Cam: *presumably checking Tumblr username in question*]

Joe: Ok, so maybe the person saw your post there Blaze…but yeah I still don’t really understand entirely what “wish” is. So, it’s a cheap, downmarket clothing place?

Cleo: it’s a— you are a cheap Jesus. You are the poor man’s Jesus.

Joe: …well, I would think that Jesus argued that he was the poor man’s Jesus.

Cleo: *laughing* you’re the really poor man’s—

Joe: Like he wasn’t really there for the wealthy, umm. Like, I feel like there’s just some basic misunderstanding of his teachings at play here.

[Cam (entering Joe’s chat): Blaze, are you JoeHillsSimp cause…I have questions]

[Blaze (panicking): Alright it was nice hangin out with y’all I’ll see ya later! *leaves very quickly*]

[Cam: lmao]

Cleo: *still laughing about wish Jesus* ah, this is great.

Joe: No, you’re great.

Cleo (aside): Ok. So, I think what we’re gonna go for is—oh, I might put it to a vote to be honest. “Rocks!” *laughing* Oooo, I’d like a Northern lights display at some point.

Joe: Ooooo, Auroré!

[Cam (dying): Can’t breathe…]

Cleo (hasn’t seen chat yet): Yep. The Northern ones, the Southern ones can go hang, sorry.

Joe (singing to the tune of that’s amoré): Wheeeeeen magnetic energy hits the poles don’t you see! That’s Auroré!

Both (singing in harmony): That’s Auroré!

Cleo (finally reading chat): *bursts out laughing* I’m just looking at your chat, wow!

Joe: Why, what are they saying? *checking chat*

Cleo: Yeah. Um…*giggling* Cam is calling people out, is all I’m saying.

SILENCE

*sounds of Joe wheezing intensely*

—

*sounds of Cleo taking several deep breaths*

Joe: ok…ok…I’m fine…

Cleo: You’re not fine, I’m not fine. You know that, and I know that.

Joe: *giggling* Now my discord is like freaking out too! *squeaking*

Cleo: *giggling*

Joe: It’s— it’s still funny *cough laughing*

Cleo: *barely contained snickering*

—

Joe: There’s some sort of joke to somebody being like “you need to go and find Jesus” and the persons like “we have Jesus at home” and then Jesus at home is just me painting. *giggling*

Cleo (trying desperately to compose herself): Just— just Wish Jesus. (Failing horribly at composing herself) Ahh, this is the best! Ooo, fossils! Sorry, my chat is just coming up with some really good themes. Theme ideas that I definitely wanna use.

Joe: GraceWhenDear says “I could hear Joe laughing from my headphones across the room so I came to investigate!”

Cleo: *lost it*

—

Cleo: Ah yes, the Last Life pole breaking containment. Yeah, we’re not talking about that one on stream. I’ll tell Joe about that later.

Joe: …WaitWaitWaitWaitWaitWaitWait—!

—

Joe (some 10 minutes later): *still dying* Sorry, I’m still losing it over here. My cough is not gonna go away now for like 20 minutes. This is why I don’t laugh on stream! It’s really— *coughing*

Cleo: *giggling* (aside) I mean, I could do a Fallout theme.

Joe: Whaaaaaaat?

Cleo: Yeah! Fallout theme—

Joe: Cleo doing a Fallout theme? Unimaginable!

Cleo: Ok, you can shove right off at this point!

Joe (Mocking British accent): Right.

Cleo: And I didn’t— ooohhh! Don’t you get on to me just because my accent comes out when I’m pissed! Don’t you start on me! (Affectionate) Jerk.

—

*still laughing*

Joe (high pitched): NJs trying to find her inhaler!!

Cleo: *cackling*

Joe: And then yeah, Youtube, uh, over there is also “oh no, we have the giggle fits!”

[Blaze enters chat again]

Joe (squeaking): BlazeTheGoldBananaBread is back and says “Camron you’re not sorry”

Cleo: *lost it again* the question is *through giggles* is— is— is the Tumblr— is that Tumblr still active ?! Is the question, has it been deleted?! *wheezing*

Joe: I don’t know. *cough laughing* BlazeTheColdBananaBread is back though! *coughing fit continues*

[Blaze: I never left I just sat here dying]

*Joe and Cleo mutually dying in the background*

[retrorealeyes]

stomachache

sdfjsdkfhsk I don’t know what this is going to be. I quit twitter so I could stop being addicted and do better in school but nooooo I need attention/my words in the public eye

I have a fucking headache, fucking stomache overall I’m not doing well. (this maybe because I woke up 3 hours ago and I still haven’t eaten because i’m avoiding mother you will see below)

“Why?”

Because my mom saw my BEN SHAPIRO RAPE ART. (to clarify it was post rape or whatevr idk if it even implied rape, but there were naked people,no sex but it was implied to be about sex and not like “anotomy” or something so I cna’t play it off)

“What?” or maybe even “WHAAAAAAAT?????!!!”

Basically it was a joke with a twitter friend, I made of my own accord randomly. Lewd thing’s include

-ben shapiro has no pants

-ben shapiro has his GIANT DICK OUT (2 balls, probably not accurate, basically no references, but it’s obvious it’s a penis,no matter how crude)

-there’s a girl lying in front of him, basically naked, the outline of her showing (tits) touching his dripping dick

-there’s another girl, lying with her butt facing the outside of the drawing

None of it is “detailed or accurate” it was drawn as a joke. But it doesn’t matter. It’s NSFW and my mom had TIME to examine it and whatever other words are on the notepad. I hid it now so I can’t look at it but there’s that. And she wants to talk ABOUT IT.

Also to clarify we’re Indian which is relevant information because it tells you the following:

-we’ve literally never discussed sex,etc. she just lets the school teach me

-i “shouldn’t knwo this stuff” even though I should

-very conservative even if she votes democrat

-etc. etc.

-and ‘m not doing well in school so obviously she has full eprmission to be mad at me over anything EVEN IF IT WAS THE NOTEPAD I LITERALLY WROTE ALL MY HTOUGHTS IN AND LEFT OUT (not to the ben shapiro page) TRUSTING HTEM NOT TO SNOOP BECAUSE I’D SEVERAL TIMES RECENTLY TOLD EHR AND MY DAD NOT TO SNOOP BUT NO SHE DOESN’T CARE THAT I LITERALLY CAN’T TRUST HER WITH MY STUFF EVER AND THIS IS WHY (not this exactly but my parent’s oppressive take to parenting and my dad’s angry outburts have definetly contributed largely) I CAN’T OPEN UP TO THEM OR MY FRIENDS OR ANYBODY,,,, EVER

-i’ve primarily learnt that shit from the internet, though very accurately, I don’t want my internet access taken away because a.school b. I kinda NEED it

SO obviously I have to lay it off as a. just a joke b. not talk about it because she was snooping (which makes me seem suspicious) c. say I drew it LONG AGO and AS A JOKE d. ignore it until she forgets/realizes she cna’t question me on it (v. hard lot’s of avoiding, will probably take away my interent) or even e. I drew it intentionally to see if she’d noop, but tthat takes away my moral high ground because now it’s bait that I left out + she’ll catch my bluff

It’s possible i acted macho enough in the morning when she asked me about it, she’ll leave me and my burgeoning sexuality alone (I’M KIDDING IT WAS A JOKE NOT A HORNY THING I STG). Plus she’s nosy as fuck (as evidenced) so probably not. Plus she stole my computer after I did that, while I lay in bed, so she’s gonna be petty.

SO I guess I’ll avoid her and play up the macho (b.) and fall onto a variation combination of b& c if she presurizes me + if further pressurized uphold my moral high ground in draiwng hta t(it’s normal, a joke, it’s my stupid head pad, we learned shit in shcool) nad the fact she shouldn’t have snooped. If she asks what it is I’ll say somehting like “”naked people,, I’ve seen people draw >boy parts< in shcool as a joke”

(this story ft. the first line of CaliforM.I.A. from Black Friday)

PLUSPLUSPLUS I should be doing my hw but all my supplies except my lapttop are outside my rooma nd my mom HAD to go snoop on my NSFW ABSOLUTELY FUCKIGN SHITTY JOKE ART so I’m oretty stuck

plus I cna’t go on twitter so I have no outlet

plus i stayed in bed because mom woke we up wiht that real nice line, “I saw your art, we need to talk about it” (I forgot where this point was going but, yeah)

I need to change into normal clothes

I’m hungry

I skipped my first class just becuase I--- couldn’t after that WONDERFUL morning and last evening (which I don’t have the will to elaborate on, just assume I didn’t sleep well and that yesterday was similarly but not excessively shitty)

My crush (who I haven’t messaged back for two weeks, yes I have AVOIDANT TENDENCIES and there was no reason to avoid it i’m just a frigging bitch and YES I do hate myself I’m actually really fucking sorry and my parents [it’s implied he hasa crush back so that’s nice] would never let me date him but we can dream or whatever)  called me last night apparently (I didn’t see it) and left the messgae “>:(” (jokingly) so I’m tempted to apologize and send the art i drew of him (luckily I have pictures on my comp. before my mom took my ohone away) as a sort of “will this do as sacrifice lol” IDK I’M BIG DUMB DUMB, YEAH?

i’m doing shitty in school

help

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

school

i have no motivation

I HAVE ALL FS AND I’M INDIAN DO Y’ALL KNOW HOW PRECARIOUS MY SITUATION IN BECAUSE IDFK WHAT I’M DOING

there were a few otehr things but honestly i forgot, mayeb they were like “i’ve been avoiding clubs, friends, etc. and i’m still not able to do well in school”

and i’m hella thirsty (source of the headache + my stress i believe) but i refuse to go down :disappointed face emoji:

sorry for the incessant spelling errors, this is literally a freaked out tired rant. I’m going on a walk now which involves going out of my bedroom and passing mother dearest so Imma be fuckign sick. SOrry if you read this mess this far. I hope YOU’RE having a good day, because i’m NOT.

hErE cOmE tHe fUcKiNg wOlVeS (I hear y dad go downstairs and i don’t think he’s seen IT because he claims, “I’ll never snoop if you tell  me not to” but guess what? he still keeps trying snoop. so it’ll be hella worse if he has. I thought my lil sister was down but she’s up so I guess I don’t have protection from confrontation any way)

also ft. freaking out by the wrecks (proabbly) though that was mainly wednesday (2 days ago, also when I did no hw despit eit being a free day and quit twitter though I still need a coping mechanism and look where THAT got me (addicted to journaling, scrolling tiwtter and saving tweets instead of liking htem so nobody knows I’m there adn TUMBLR))

[shanie-the-toyaddict]

Ok, so I’m like, two days late with this...

This past Thursday, I had a doctors appointment. I had to fill out some paperwork, and when I wrote the date (5/23/19) I did a FULL STOP and just went “...OH”

Now, to explain. There are certain dates that affect me. January 15th is obviously one based on my love of Shane.

May 23rd is another for a WHOLE OTHER REASON.

For anyone who doesn’t realize what I’m getting at, this past Thursday was 20 years to the day since Owen Hart fell to his death at Kemper Arena at the Over The Edge PPV.

It was a night I can never, and will never forget.

Being a minor at the time (I was I think 15), I had ZERO say over wanting to watch a PPV, let alone a WWF (Again, yes F) PPV. HOWEVER, there was a technique back in the day, where if you turned your TV to channel 1, you would get to LISTEN to the PPV while the video feed was scrambled.

So naturally, this is how I watched ALL PPVs from October ‘98 until about September 2001. Basically, until I got to college and could visit a Sports Bar and watch it properly. 

So, anyway, there I was, sitting in the basement, TV on (quietly) doing my homework. When IT happened. At first I didn’t realize what was going on. But as it dawned on me, I got really upset. I turned up the TV to better hear JR and Lawler. Of Course, this brought down my Mother who demanded I turn the TV off and focus on my homework. I refused shouting “You don’t understand, I THINK SOMEONE JUST DIED!”  My mom, not believing me, rolled her eyes and took the remote from me and clicked off the TV. She then proceeded to sit with me for the rest of the night and made sure I didn’t turn the TV back on. I never got to hear the end of the PPV and I never heard the official announcement of Owen’s death.

Fast Forward to the next morning. My mom, at 6am, rouses me to go to school by saying “Hun, get up. Wake up. Remember how you said someone died on WWF last night? You were right. I’m so sorry.”

I SHOT out of bed like a rocket and IMMEDIATELY called my Boyfriend’s house... at 6:15 am. I get his mother. “Hello??? YESS???? Who is there???” “Um yes, It’s Missy. Can you put Josh on the phone, it’s an emergency”

I had to be the one to tell him. He was a bigger wrestling fan than I was and I had to tell him. It wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen to me all day though.

That came once I got to school. I arrived at school, and met up with my best friend at the time, Aurora. She was all excited and the first thing she asked me was “So... did Owen win the belt last night? Tell me, I need to know!” Y’all don’t understand. Owen Hart was her HERO. He wasn’t just her favorite superstar. Owen was to her what Shane was to me: Her reason to wake up in the morning and function. She had actually gotten to meet him years earlier and it was the “Best day of my life” she always told me.

Do you have any IDEA... and NOTION what it is like to tell a teenage girl that their hero just died? To tell ANYONE that? To just hear the words leave your mouth and just watch someone’s entire WORLD CAVE IN.

She just started SOBBING and fell to the ground because her legs refused to hold her any longer. And she lay there, on the floor of the upper commons, for a good seven or eight minutes after the bell to go to homeroom rang. She simply could not process anything. I eventually had to basically pick her up physically and guide her to her locker and homeroom because she couldn’t stop crying. 

Mind you, I was bullied almost non-stop from kindergarten until 11th grade. I spent a whole year of high school as a suicidal mess. I was humiliated by my “Friends” during school events several times that still haunt me.

This... this was the worst day of my entire childhood.

I really don’t want to remember much more than that. I watched RAW is OWEN that night and cried the entire time. Watching the superstars who I had so recently become vested in cry, WATCHING SHANE CRY, it only served to further cement Monday, May 24th, 1999 as one of the worst days of my entire life. 

I read an article tonight about how the event not only caused an ever further rift between the Harts and the McMahons, but also caused an internal fracturing of the Hart family. I don’t know enough about that to comment nor do I really want to. But I do know this. Bret makes a good point. By preventing the current WWE from airing/honoring/acknowledging anything about Owen, all that has happened is an entire generation has gone by and knows nothing of his legacy. While it may be for different reasons, he has been erased just as much as other superstars and alumni that have been blacklisted. I’m not naming names, but there are many people in the current HOF who don’t deserve it NEARLY as much as Owen does. But we all know he will never be allowed it and it SUCKS.

This has gone on way too long, but I felt the need to put this on here. I don’t know how many people will actually read this, and it’s almost more of a journal entry than anything. But to me, May 23rd is one of those days which I can’t help but notice as it comes and goes every year. Being the 20th anniversary just meant that I had to say something this time is all.

PS. Aurora was not the only best friend I ever had who went through this. My current BFF, on tumblr as @aquilalorelei, had to experience the death of Kevin Tod Smith (AKA Ares, from Xena). By being her friend all these years (I luckily didn’t befriend her until AFTER his death) I have seen proof that this kind of pain doesn’t go away. It lingers and eats at you. You might not have been a part of that person’s life IRL, but they were very much a part of yours. At least when an actual IRL loved one dies, you have memories with them to hold on to. Very few people ever get to experience meeting their heroes. Those that never do will never have that first-hand experience to remember. So do I think losing an idol is worse than losing a true love or family member? No, not worse. More like ‘equally painful in a different way’. In conclusion, I have posted twice tonight about the parallel worlds notion. Somewhere, in the multiverse, we can take solace in the fact that there is an alive and well Owen Hart who got to retire, and how resides in that world’s Hall Of Fame. We may not be lucky enough to ever experience that world. But the thought that it exists does cheer me up slightly. 

RIP Owen. We still haven’t forgotten you.

[sambashua]

get to know me tag(ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

I was tagged by @silverdreams-starrynights and @milky-waee about 50284 years ago sorry i am very slow but ty ily also @leeyuhca (ty your blog is great and you love jaehyun so ily!) I just kinda combined these bc they had mostly the same questions?? 

Nickname: mir wow

Gender: female wow

Zodiac: cancer wow

Height: 5′10″/178cm aka the tallest bean around town (y am i like this)

Hogwarts House: ravenclaw/gryffindor 

Favorite Color: greyyyy and if u don’t consider grey a color (ur dumb jk jk bc it’s technically a shade i get it i get it) then light blueeeee

Favorite Animal: OCELOTS! (also all cats and dogs)

Time Right Now: 11am 

Average Hours Of Sleep: lately so many bc naps but it can vary between 4-12 hours legit 

Lucky Number: 6 ! 

Last Thing I Googled: “four types of hip hop” bc I had to do an audio recording for Spanish nd I forgot abt mc-ing (this makes no sense rip) 

Blankets I sleep with: uhhh one? but i wear long sleeve usually

Favorite Bands: Kpop – Seventeen & BTS are my two faves but I love so many ripppp (you can find all the groups I stan in my about) but I’ve been listening to NCT and MONSTA X like all the time lately nd my favorite girl groups is AOA Not Kpop – the 1975, Twenty One Pilots, State Champs, Arcade Fire, Passion Pit… 

Favorite Solo Artist: Kpop – Eric Nam, TAEYEON!!, Park Jimin(Jamie), Dean… Not Kpop – FLORENCE & THE MACHINE IS MY ALL TIME FAVE … also Blackbear, Porter Robinson and The Japanese House (listen to him he’s amazing) 

Song stuck in my head: Beautiful by Monsta X has been stuck in my head since their comeback! (plz support them) 

Last movie watched: Beauty and the Beast 

Last TV show watched: I don’t even know probably The Bachelor 

Favorite characters: IDEK?? I LOVE SO MANY? But imma follow ky w the anime lol~ Kenma nd Oikawa nd Hinata (haikyuu), Yato (noragami), Furuya nd BABO (sankarea) omg there is too many rip i gotta stop

What are you wearing right now: a grey state champs sweatshirt nd black leggings

Dream Trip: p much literally anywhere! I rlly want to travel to Asia or South America, but I’m like super obsessed w languages and culture so I AM ABOUT THAT 

Dream job: foreign correspondent for journalism like specifically a culture blogger maybe where i can study a culture then educate the world on it and then everyone accepts each other and their differences???? (but that’s not realistic lol)

Age Of Blog: I made it in like May or June of 2016 bc my sister forced me to after her being obsessed for like 4 years~ so I’m basically a tumblr infant still 

Following: 747 jesus christ 

 Posts: 10,477 wtf is wrong w me (srry @ my followers I post so much ah) 

Do you get asks regularly: no lol but feel freeeeee

Do you have any other blogs: no my only interests are kpop these days *sigh*

What I Post About: almost completely kpop w mostly seventeen, nct, bts, monsta x, and many others (check my abt mhm) 

Why you chose your url: i talk abt this all the time bc I am still proud af of it but it originates from svt’s Joshua’s iconic samba which is actually a merengue but I love Spanish culture and kpop so it was a great mix! Also it’s from my sister @aegyovendingmachine (tru homie) 

When Did My Blog Reach it’s Peak: ? (this is abt followers i’m guessing but tbh i’m not rlly here for that i just want to reblog all the pictures of all my babies and to make kpop friends whoop) 

This post was a damn mess but ANYWAY I’m tagging @hoshi-ssi @atshinee @2heejun @aegyovendingmachine @taeismyking @s-lay-ing @kgalore @grapefruit-kwan @sichengsgirl nd anyone else who wants to do it but hasn’t been tagged yet:)) Y’ALL CAN JUST TAG ME I RLLY DON’T BITE I SWEAR (also you definitely don’t have to do/reblog/like this if you don’t want to!!)

[becca-with-2-cs]

Tagged!

Tagged by: @kat1132 

Thank you for tagging me! I’ve never done one of these before so bear with me!

Rules: Answer the Q’s and tag 9 people you want to get to know better.

How old are you? 20, almost 21 (June 15th is my birthday. I’m so close!)

Current Job? I work retail at a Lane Bryant outlet. Pays the bills gets me by (barely). My other job is just as a student. Journalism major with a minor in Anthropology. Hope to be a journalist and photography, then maybe go to law school to be a civil rights lawyer.

What are you talented at? I think I’m good at writing, but never really gone past writing news articles. I want to try my hand at writing fiction some time, though. I like to doodle, but never really put too much time into it to be amazing. I can play the marimba pretty well (four mallets yo!). 

What is a big goal you are working towards (or have already achieved)? My biggest goal is to get through my depression and anxiety issues. While I have already achieved a lot in that category, there is still so much work to do. Unfortunately, my depression hit me the worst smack-dab in the middle of my college term, so my GPA took a big hit with only two more years to go, so grades are a big goal, too. On my actual future, I want to be able to help people. It’s a very broad goal, but I want to make a difference in the world, whether it’s by bringing the hard truth to people via journalism or helping to defend people while being a lawyer. That’s all I have ever wanted since I was a child.

What’s your aesthetic? Of all the things that I have never really fully gotten into on Tumblr, it has been the obsession with aesthetic. But if I had to choose, any good photograph is my “aesthetic.” I love photos of people smiling. It holds so much emotion and I feel a connection through that photo. Also any photos of different cultures. I hope I understood “aesthetic” right.

Do you collect anything? Posters maybe? I get a fuck ton of posters at every convention and almost every concert I go to. I have like 60 to 70 posters in my room, and I legit think that if I get any more, I’m going to have to pin them to my ceiling.

A topic you always talk about? My obsessions change all the time. Right now, and it has been for a while (this has probably been the longest time I have had a constant obsession), my obsession is Hamilton if you couldn’t already tell. That also includes the cinnamon rolls that make up the cast and all of the history trivia behind it. Past obsessions that keep popping up are Supernatural, Walking Dead, Band of Brothers, LoTR, and especially Harry Potter. I mean I was once in a Harry Potter college course, so just a LITTLE bit obsessed with those books/movies. So I fangirl about a ton of things and people. Also, I talk about politics a lot, but only in civilised conversation when it comes to debates. I only get angry about politics on Tumblr and when I am ranting to my friends.  

Pet peeve? People who argue without evidence and proof in their argument. Also, people who tap their pencil without a constant rhythm (the percussionist in me). Like go ahead and tap your pencil on the table or desk, but at least keep a tempo and beat.

Good advice? As cheesy as this sounds, it gets better. Mediation and therapy aren’t something to be afraid of. They do help. It’s not your fault. Start each day with a goal, even if it is something small. You will feel better when you achieve that goal and have done something. Drink water, eat something and try to get at least 5 hours of sleep every day. Find someone to vent to, whether it’s someone online or someone who is already in your life face-to-face. And the biggest one that has gotten me through trying times and depression, is that you are not alone (also sounds cheesy). There is always someone out there who knows what you are going through.

Recommend 3 songs: So I am going to put three songs that I currently listen to a lot and love, and am going to put why I recommended it/like them so much. You will probably know them, but if you don’t check them out. 

- Wait For It sung by Leslie Odom Jr. from Hamilton: An American Musical (Wait For It was the song that made me cry for the first time listening to Hamilton all the way back in December of 2015. My obsession with the musical only grew from there. The reason Hamilton means so much to me is that @linmanuel made me love music again. When you are depressed, you feel numb. I hadn’t realized that I had depression until October 2015, but I was already in deep. I couldn’t feel anything. But when I started to take medication the next month and started to feel slightly better, I started to feel something again. And the lyrics in Wait For It - “I'm not falling behind or running late”, and especially “Life doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes, and we keep living anyway,we rise and we fall and we break and we make our mistakes, and if there's a reason I'm still alive when so many have died, then I'm willing' to...wait for it...” - meant so much for me at that time because it made me feel like I wasn’t alone for the first time. While this is a portrayal of a founding father, I connected with Burr so much at that point. It described exactly how I was feeling at that point. So again, this song means so much to me. Thanks for letting me write this much. @linmanuel you helped me get through the darkest times of my depression so thank you, too)

- Joy I Call Life by Sia (Sia is my favorite pop artist, and Joy I Call Life is definitely not one of her famous songs but to me it’s probably the most beautiful. It holds so much emotion and also helped me to see the joy of life and music again during my rough times. I actually saw her in concert and, besides seeing Stevie Wonder live, she probably held my favorite concert.)

- Quiet by MILCK (So I wish I had been at the Women’s March on D.C., but my Aunt and second cousin were there while I joined the march in Austin. This song basically covers what I want to do in life. Being a voice to the people who can’t. This is a perfect song for so many movements and it’s so moving. The melody is simple but it’s such a powerful song.)

Sorry for writing so much! I AM a writer technically. Plus I like to write about the things I like. It’s simple! Thank y’all for reading all of this if you do.

Tagging: @weasleychick32, @kaith-the-kid, @gingin0347, @anotherfirebender

@eatingpieinthesky, @a-very-silly-dragon-rider, @corduroy-and-pocketwatches,

@mybriskgotstolen, and I know you just started following me but I saw Band of Brothers, HP AND Hamilton on your blog so I have to @ikilledtohavethisurl

[macaxe]

Hey, look, it’s the blog that time forgot!

Okay, maybe time didn’t forget it, maybe I did. Yeah, totally my fault. I should stop throwing time under the bus like that. Time doesn’t deserve to be treated like that. Sorry time.

I’m not going to make a big “I’M BACH” (that was a typo but it made me laugh so hard I decided to keep it) type of announcement cause, ya know, I’ve done that before and, well, I’m back again. Kind of rings hollow the, what... Third? Forth time?

Instead of an update on my life (what life?) I’ll tell y’all about my current projects. Here come the bullet points!

First off is my writing. I’m currently working on one book... Books... Uh... Bullet points within Bullet Points! (Or numbers within bullet points since tumblr won’t let me create a nesting doll of bulletpoints. Damn you Staff!)

Fantasy/Steampunk book (no working title yet) about a half-dragon/half-dwarf airship engineer who (upon trying to deliver free, renewable energy to the world) gets targeted for assassination by the world leaders who have made all their power and profit by controlling the fuel trade (wood, coal, oil). She spends most of the book running from assassins and trying gather allies to fight back. I’ll be honest, I originally conceived of this as a story for a video game. And yes, I said she. I’m so tired of writing male characters that all blend together to create a basic male protag that’s probably named Chris.

Still working on “The Villain’s Chronicles”. It is on a bit of the back burner right now but I keep working on it when something pops into mind for it. For those not in the know it is a series of wwhat is esentially journals from this worlds first super villain covering his rise and fall from greatness. I’ll be honest, it is very Campbellesque, only with a reluctant villain instead of hero. I love working on it cause it lets me play with/make fun of classic comic book tropes. I’ve already written pages of material making fun of Rob Liefeld and that stuff isn’t coming for at least 3 more books.

Long time followers will remember my short writings about a professional assassin named Trevor (assuming anyone actually read those). My last (current) writing project is trying to expand those into an actual book. Progress is... Slow.

Next up is the YouTube series I’m working on. I still like the “Villain Reviews” I had way back when but a little different. (I don’t want to sit in front of the camera (honestly, no one would want to look at my mug for 10 minutes) and instead doing voice over work while pictures and clips are on the screen. Think SF Debris only focusing on villains instead of all things geeky. Since I have a computer again (over a decade old Dell Inspiron notebook that is slow on a good day, joy) working on this is actually making headway. I’m learning the programs I want to use right now. Also giving thought to stepping in front of the camera (because I love hating myself) for off the cuff type stuff, like talking about movies I just saw (almost always months or years after everyone else has). The camera on my laptop is shit though so we’ll see.

Sewing projects! So my favorite vest is kinda falling apart (has been for years)  and I want to repair it. But, being myself, I can’t just make it look the same. It is a black leather vest that I got for my 16th(?) birthday, so you know, 20 years ago... Goddammit I’m old... Anyway! The lining is in tatters and there is a giant gouge across the right pocket rendering it unusable. I have a tie-dye leather coat that is also falling apart (only 18 years old). I don’t wish to save it, though, I wish to use it as scrap! I want to take the breast pockets and surrounding material from it to replace the pockets on the vest. Then strips from the coat to help extend the width of the vest (I have sadly not remained a medium size man since highschool). For the lining... My lucky pair of jeans (named for ironic reasons) recent died a final death. I want to use it, died black, for the lining with the ass pockets being used for inside pockets. Really like pockets. And between the vest and the lining I want to have a layer of chainmail (a little defense never hurt anyone). Which leads me to...

Chainmail! Finally getting back into it. No long diatribe on this one, just really happy to be working chainmail again. Great project for idle hands, and I do so love working with my hands.

Last but certainly not least: Exercising! I as doing really well before before the holiday season hit and now I feel like I’m right back where I started. Time to get back into it! Next week. This one’s almost over. I’ll work out every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday with 100 push-ups and 10 minutes of planks. Every Tuesday, Thrusday, and Saturday I’ll jog 4 miles (6.5 km). Sunday I an’t doing shit, other than recovering from Saturday nights.

TTFN!

[sirpotter-blog1]

Tagged by the lovely @smittenwithdaydreams and @spaghetti-anne, thank you so much! I always love these kind of things. :) I got tagged in two different posts so I'll merge them into one (sorta).

Rule: Tag 9 or 20  people you want to get to know better. (Depends on the post. The first part is with 9 people and the second part is with 20 people.) (But you should do how many you want to.)

1. How old are you? Seventeen. 2. What’s your current job? I'm now unemploid, but I worked at a drugstore. 3. What are you talented at? If reading books in a short amount of time a talent is then, sure that's my talent. Otherwise I'm not really talented. I write sometimes and I play the violin, piano and I sing but I'm not very good at it. 4. What is a big goal you are working toward (or have already achieved)? I really don't have a current goal I'm working towards, but I'm trying to be more independent. If that counts for something? I already know how to cook, but now I'm learning to do the laundry and cleaning and stuff. 5. What’s your aesthetic? Umm, I guess cats and books? Can scents also be your aesthetic because then it is the smell of old books, the way it smells outside when it has rained, the smell of the wax(?) for my violin bow  and the smell of something baking in the oven. But really it's actually only cats and books, and maybe the rare musical instrument. 6. Do you collect anything? I used to collect little bells of every country I visited, but as I don't travel to any new countries it has kinda stopped. I also have a lot of empty journals so you could say I collect those. Just like @smittenwithdaydreams. Oh I  also collect little porselain figurines of, you guessed it, cats. But I stopped collecting those a long time ago. 7. What’s a topic you always talk about? Harry Potter maybe. Cats also. I really don't know what I always talk about and I often repeat myself. A lot. 8. What’s a pet peeve of yours? When people don't use the sidewalk but walk with five people side by side on the road where the bicycles cycle (I guess the English language doesn't have a word for fietspad). 9. Good advice to give? Talk with people about your problems. If you really don't want to you shouldn't of course, but what really helped with me is that if I discuss it with someone (could be one of your parents, or your friends or family, but also maybe a psychologist or something) it gives me some air and some stress-relieve. Maybe the problem can be solved (or not)  but it gives perspective anyway. 10. What are three songs you’d recommend? Good grief by Bastille, Talking to the Moon by Bruno Mars and  Golden Days by Panic! at the Disco.

Name: Yindee Nickname: I don't have one. Whoops.   Gender: Female Star sign: Scorpio Height: 5'8 Sexual orientation: Straight (as far as I know). Hogwarts house: Ravenclaw Favourite colour: Purple Favourite animal: Cats, and the white tiger and the giraffe are awesome too! Time right now: 22:18 Average hours of sleep: Seven to eight hours and on weekends ten. Cat person or dog person: Cat person definitely, although I have also a lovely dog at home. Favourite fictional characters: Uhm I'm in a lot of fandoms so I won't mention all of them but Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger (and basically all the HP characters) of the HP fandom, Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Grover Underwood (again basically all the characters) from the PJO series, Steve Rogers and Tony Stark from the MCU, Sadie and Carter Kane from the Kane Chronicles (also from uncle Rick), and lastly Katsuki Yuuri and Viktor Nikiforov from Yuri!!! On Ice. So yeah I just love all the characters in the books I encounter heh. Anyway... Number of blankets I sleep with: Three. Technically four. I guess that means I'm a godless heathen, right @spaghetti-anne?  Tbh my room has the temperature of a refrigerator, literally. And I need the blankets to survive. Favourite singer/band: Panic! At the Disco, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Queen and Pink Floyd (thanks parents) and all the Disney songs. Dream trip: Go to Kenya. Dream job: I really don't know. I don't even know what I want to study. Being a writer would be pretty neat but as I have tons of unfinished fics glaring at me, that probably isn't a rational idea. When was this blog created: In the middle of 2016.   Current number of followers: 72 (I’m so tiny lmao) What do you post: Harry Potter related stuff and mostly Drarry.   When did your blog reach its peak: It hasn't yet. Or I hope so. Otherwise I'd be really sad. What made you decide to make a tumblr: I read a couple of Solangelo headcanons from @theroyalsavage and I was very impressed. I wanted to read more but to scroll down you had to create a blog. Add that with the fact that a lot (3 out of 4) of friends of mine had a tumblr and I wanted to join too. I made a blog ( @nothingtoread ) and posted book related stuff and aesthetics but it felt very impersonal and I didn't  connect a lot with people. That was in 2015 and I put it on hiatus (even though it isn't mentioned over there. Sorry). Then I decided to make a blog about what I loved and recently came into my life again: Harry Potter. And I was before that already introduced to Drarry and I wanted to connect with people who liked the same things as I did. And then boom this crappy blog arose. I'm really glad with my decision and the HP fandom people are the nicest people ever Why did you choose your url: So my main posting subject is Drarry and I was like: there are so many good drarry blogs with amazing urls so what do I do? Then it occurred to me that Draco and Harry always look (or glare) at each other and a very fixed glare too. Hence the url.

I don’t tag anyone because I’m lazy (I’m very sorry) and I don’t know a lot of people who like this or haven’t already done a similar tag. But if you see this post and want to do this be my guest! I would love to get to know y’all better! <3

[friendlyneighborhoodfeminist]

she wrote a fucking thesis for christ’s sake

she worked her ass off in college and spent hours upon hours writing a thesis

she was applying for grad schools

she appreciated life more than the rest of us and now she’s gone 

im sorry y’all tumblr is basically my online bullet journal