#took me 2.5 HOURS to get to class today

[lemonadeandlanguages]

The fact that only kids get snow days is such bullshit!!! The streets are a mess, there are no usable sidewalks, it's -20 out, and I'm somehow still expected to go to class and work??? Give adults snow days too!!!

[likeclarabow]

i haven’t started studying for my lit final yet and i feel bad about it

[ros3ybabe]

Day 10 - 90 Day Challenge 🎀

I feel really good about today. I got a lot done despite trying to nap three times (I wasn't able to actually get any sleep), and the only reason I kept trying to nap was because I've been up since 3am. It's easy to get a lot done when you've been up forever.

🏋‍♀️ Physical Health

took a walk around campus outside

logged most of everything I ate into my food tracking app

cooked a healthy breakfast + ate a serving of fruit (red grapes)

🧠 Mental Health

morning guided journal

night time guided journal

retail therapy <3 (bought some makeup on the ulta app)

❤️ Emotional Health

read 2 sections of 101 Essays to Change the Way You Think

answered the journal prompt "what is one of my limiting self beliefs?"(realized I'm the reason I don't have many friends, need to change that)

📚 Intellectual Health

finished chapter 13 notes for psyc

completed all of chapter 14 notes for psyc

selected my articles for my reflection paper for my health and sport class + formatted Google docs for each article reflection writing

(This all took me 2.5 hours from 4am to 630am, the perks of accidentally waking up early as heck)

🏘 Adulting

organized my desk drawer

reached out + invited my older brother to come see me since he was in town (he'll be here soon!)

had a phone call with my dad

🥰 Self Love/Care

morning skincare

night skincare (just moisturizer, I was tired)

took a warm shower + brushed my teeth (as gross as it sounds that I don't do it every day, depression sucks and I'm proud of myself for even one win )

made my bed (trying to make it a habit)

let in morning sunlight until it began to get dim outside (keeps electricity costs down and boosts my mood when I'm in my room)

I am very proud of myself for today despite my lack of motivation these last few days. Hopefully, this carries over to tomorrow, and I can be productive at least a little bit before i have to go to work. There's still time in the day, but I'm satisfied with today, which is why I'm posting this a bit early in the evening. Thank you and much love to everyone who has been commenting encouraging and supportive things it makes it easier to be open and honest about my struggles, mental health, and overall well-being.

til next time, lovelies 🩷

[tutuandscoot]

Had my first adult figure skating class today (fyi I’m a 27yr retired professional ballerina who had spine surgery 2.5 years ago)

I decided after I took a trip to Canada last year (and skating for 4 hours on a outdoor rink in Toronto) I was gonna challenge myself to learn a new skill

Now you may think with the physical, physiological, body shaming torture I went through in ballet.. I may want to stay the fuck away from a sport famous for the exact same traits, or atleast after pushing myself to the limit in ballet so much I was forced to quit, if I was gonna take up skating it would just be to learn the basics and have a fun little hobby.

Well no.. and as my mum has joked too many times “so what Olympics you training for?” I’m not the kind of person who is just ‘aww yeah cute adult hobby too distract from the world burning around us’. I’ll be pushing it as far is possible for said age/physical situation. No fucking Olympics hahahaha.. (although have I already been designing skating dresses and picking out program music in my head already .,.. yes🙃)

Couple of anecdotes from today’s lesson:

*leg mounting at the boards before being allowed to go on ice. Coach: “ohhh I can’t wait to see that on the ice” me: lol yeah me too!

*gets on the ice: falls on a backwards swizzle which has never happened before (have already taught myself all basics + f+b crossovers)

*while practicing spins me explaining that I’m gonna be that problem student that spins to the right but jumps to the left and arguing “is that not allowed LeGaLlY or choreographically?” so watch me in a year spinning in both directions.

Bonus: coach is French Canadian.. how long do you think I’ll keep my mouth shut before making a vm reference.. 🤫

BONUS bonus: here’s my soakers I handmade!

[welcometolansstudy]

6 nov 2024 - wednesday, 00:30

hii how are you doing? i hope you had a great day!

i reached nearly all of my goals today! i practiced piano, took a shower and reduced my screen time by even more than 2.5 hours. yesterday it was 8 hrs and 13 mins (how even did it get that high... 😭), and today (i'm talking about tuesday), it was 1 hour and 37 minutes! proud of myself for that, but then again i did work for 9.5 hours so it makes sense that it's a lot lower.

i've been binge watching Oshi no Ko again, this time the second season! i love it so much, it's such an interesting and original concept and i enjoy speculating about what's gonna happen next. i cried a bit because things were getting emotional. so so good

lol the first picture i put is my mom putting the still frozen pizzas outside, because it was cold enough to keep them frozen. the second picture is how the mist made the street lights look all hazy and soft when my mom was driving me to my piano class

rest up! i'll see you again tomorrow morning <3

[anonzentimes]

LONG ASS ASK INKOMING ZEN so its super cold in brazil today so typing is a little hard and there might be weird typos fkshdkjd but

when i was like 14 i had online friends that were also 14 and were into danganronpa but all they talked abt was the flaws of the series and how much they hated the more problematic aspects of it, it was a constant wave of gender discourse and sexuality discourse and nagito is a bad portrayal of mental illnesses and miu iruma is too sexual and this character is bad cause of xyz and that character is bad because of this and that and honestly whatever the fuck else you can argue about this series about, whenever i mentioned that danganronpa seemed fun and id like to get into it my friends would tell me that its not worth it, that the series is fucking horrid that i should run the other way and be glad i never entered the hellhole that is being a danganronpa fan

so thanks to this and like constant fucking weird shit coming out of the hell hole that is the fucking dr fandom on Twitter for like, four whole years I straight up didn't touch the series. a series that I was so fully aware that I would love btw, because i was always into gorey art and i found the art of dr so pretty and the characters had such intresting designs and the pink blood was so cool and i love the killing game genre and the mystery solving aspect, of danganronpa seemed so cool, i did not go near this series with a fucking 10-ft Pole

until literally maybe some months ago at 18 years old a streamer I like said on stream something like "oh yeah danganronpa is fucking awesome im so glad i played it" and I was like fuck it, this guy has high standards, if he likes it it cant be that bad. and so I downloaded trigger happy havoc and i was so pleasantly surprised by it, sure case 2 is a case that exists but like other than that i immediately fell in love with this franchise, i loved almost everything about the game, then i started sdr2 and nagito took over every single part of my brain within 0.2 seconds of gameplay AND DR2 IS SO PEAK JUST IN GENERAL udg was super fucking fun i love touko and komarus relationship and the warriors of hope so much, dr3 was awsome even if i didnt really care for future arc despair hope and 2.5 were awasome the end of drv3 hit me like a truck and it genuenly took me a couple hours to understand that my beloved class 77b wasnt just retconned out of existence and currently im trying to kill executive dysfunction and procrastination and read dr0 and again want to replay dr2 cause my hyperfixated ass would rather play the game when she should be alseep to know what happens next than play it when she isn't too tired to understand whats happening lmao

and after i was done with the series i sat down and thought about how i let 14 year olds on the internet who im not even friends with anymore keep me away from something that now i hold so dear and close to my heart, and i wonder how many people who would love danganronpa will never give the series a chance because not only does the wider interner find it cringe but the fandom constantly tell potential new fans to stay away and act like its the worst midea ever written, the way some people are unable to enjoy what they love without guilt is so sad because not only does it affect them but also others

and this is super personal but i wonder how danganronpa would have impacted me if i got into it back when i found out about it at 14, how much different having danganronpa to hang on to would have made my life when i was burning out at school because i was trying to survive neurodivergency hell with undiagnosed autism and possible adhd

dangabronpa is awsome i love it so so much

YOU JUST MADE ME FEEL SO UNBELIEVABLY YOUNG OH MY GOD. I HEARD ABOUT DANGANRONPA WHEN I WAS 11 I'M PRETTY SURE AHHHH HAHA!!! Overall I think this raises a good lesson that we should trust our guts and from our own opinions on media. Look into things you're curious about, learn if it's worth it yourself, and come to your own conclusions! I feel bad for those who never get to understand Nagito Komaeda, let alone know he exists. This franchise has some negatives but the positives outweigh the issues entirely to me and I wish people gave it more of a chance. dangabronpa is awsome INDEED lmfao.

[salty-professor]

You should know this already

So, I have several degrees. This isn't a humble brag. It is what is required to teach in Higher Ed. I did the work. I earned the degrees. I was a student over and over and I learned and I learned so that I could, one day, like say, today, impart my knowledge to a student who wishes to learn from me. Maybe not me per se but someone like me. Someone who is an expert in a particular field who can help people become better at something.

This is the job I do. This is the job I just did ten minutes before I sat down to write this. I have a student who is riding the struggle bus at the moment with this unit's concepts. To help out, I've spoken to her, met with her virtually, chatted with her on the phone, and today, replied with a detailed email.

I have the privilege to do my job, but I worked my ass off and made huge mistakes along the way and now, here I am, in the Ivory Tower, trying to take it apart bit by bit so that it can be built again, stronger than before.

I teach. That is what I do. I've said it before and I'll say it again. I am a professor who doesn't profess. I teach. I like to actually find out what my students need and I work with them to crack the code. Does it take more time? Yeah. It does. Is it the right thing to do? I mean, I guess it depends on each person who sits on my side of the desk, but I think this is the job.

A few things drive me crazy about my colleagues. OK. Way more than a few. I wrote a whole book about it because my list is so long. I should say ONE of the things that drives me crazy is when one of them says to a student "You should know this already."

For those who have never been insulted with this bullshit line, here is what it sounds like.

Student: Um...Professor Fuckhead, I am really struggling with subject/verb agreement. You keep telling me that I am doing it wrong, but I just don't really get what you are saying. Professor Fuckhead: That was something you should have learned in elementary school at best or middle school at worst. I don't have time for that. I'm not teaching you English, I'm teaching you how to write effectively.

Yeah, so, Professor Fuckhead isn't wrong about a lot of that, BUT, he should take a few minutes to help out. He totally has the time. The class only meets 2.5 hours per week. All kinds of fucking time. Beside, the fact remains the student doesn't know it and s/he/y is asking for help. So, it is Fuckhead's fucking job to help. I'm not suggesting that Fuckhead needs to set up private tutoring sessions for this struggling student, but the internet is vast and the resources are free.

If it were me, I would say something like:

Page 22 in the free handbook I send you all on day one of the class should give you a lot of insight. Also, Grammar Girl has some excellent videos and resources that can help you refresh your skills. Let's look at a few instances in your writing where you are doing it wrong and then you can look at the resources and you can try to find the others in your paper. I'm not going to fix them for you, but I will show you how you can fix them.

I didn't shame the student. I didn't put up a wall. I didn't do the work for h/er/m either. I gave some help. I showed the student how to fix the problem and shared some resources because, yes, the student should know this already. This is college BUT s/he/y is struggling.

I know I can pass the course I am teaching. That is sort of the point of getting all the degrees. At some point, someone with more degrees than me took a moment to explain things to me that I didn't know even if I "should" have known it.

The world is big and our brains are stuffed with a lot of shit. I know that Brian May is both a rock god AND an astrophysicist. Is that helpful? No. Could I have used that mental space to remember something someone taught me when I was 9? Maybe.

Instead, I listened to Queen and then I asked a question of someone who knew more than me and while I was told on many occasions by Professor Fuckhead that I should know that already, thankfully, I had plenty of teachers who decided to take five minutes to help me out. Seems only right that I pay that forward.

#educationisaright

[orangeinecstasy]

cup of music, part two ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟryan mcmahon

✧: part one

paring: ryan x fem!oc

summery: erin finally gets a glimpse at the rockstar girlfriend lifestyle.

a/n: hey everyone! so i originally uploaded these to wattpad, but i wanted to have a bit of a platform change. please let me know what you guys think. my requests are currently open so please feel free to send in an idea you have. enjoy!

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*likes, reblogs, and feedback are greatly appreciated!

It had been a couple of weeks since you and Ryan had last seen each other. Because I and school and Ryan had stuff with his band, it felt almost impossible for us to meet up. That, however, didn't prevent us from calling and texting each other practically every minute of the day. He would show you his art while you would talk about your classes and working at the shop. He was like a breath of fresh air on a hot summer day.

Today, thankfully, was a beautiful spring day. Everything around me was so green and vibrantly in bloom, making the fact that I had to study slightly less bearable. As I stared outside, the glass of the cafe window separating me from the world's beauty, my phone started to vibrate on the counter. Flipping it over, my face lit up once I saw Ryan's name across the top of it.

"Hey!" I say, answering the phone. I didn't know what it was, but my heart skipped a beat whenever he called me.

"Hey!! What are you up to?" I could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke.

"Just studying for this bullshit test. You?" I slip my pencil into my notebook and shut it to focus more clearly on Ryan. "Damn, that sucks, love. If you're free a little later, I was wondering if you wanted to get some dinner and maybe come to one of my shows?" I was honestly kind of shocked that he asked me to come to one of the shows so soon. There was a stereotype that people in bands had a reputation for keeping their relationships as open as possible. I knew Ryan, and I didn't have a set label, but that simple question caused my heart to give in to him more.

"Erin? You there?" I was so struck with shock that I forgot to respond. "Oh, yeah, sorry," laughing, I respond, "I'd love that. Just text me with all the details of that stuff." He hummed a soft response, "Will do. I'll talk to you later, yeah."

"Yeah!" The call ended, and I couldn't help but look down at my phone and smile. I was falling for him hard and fast.

After a few more hours of studying, I left the library and headed back home to change into something a bit cuter.

I didn't know much about Ryan's band. Just that he was the drummer, and Josh, the friend who came with him to the shop the last time, was their guitarist.

Because I didn't know what the video of the night would be, I settled on a black shirt with a low-scoping back that allowed for the tattoo of lilies of the valley on my spine to be exposed. Finally, I slipped on some jeans, a belt, and my trusty pair of black platform docs and headed out to meet Ryan at the dinner spot.

Thankfully the restaurant was only a five-minute walk from my apartment, so I decided to enjoy the beautiful weather and walk there. I hummed softly as I walked, and soon enough, Ryan came into view.

"Ryan!!" I call out to him, waving, his a giant smile on my face. "Erin!" he jogged over, arms engulfing me in a hug that slightly raised me off the ground. I didn't realize how strong he was, but that's what comes with being a drummer.

Hugging back, my lungs fill with his woody scent. "It's so good to see you." my feet again touched the ground as we slightly pulled away from the hug. I gently reach up, touching his cheek, and he leans into my touch. "It's really good seeing you too."

He took my hand, and the two of us walked into the cute cafe-style restaurant. "I hope you like this place. I've only been here a couple of times, but it's always been really nice." he squeezed my hand softly. "I'm sure I'll love it." I smile up at him, returning the squeeze.

Once we sat down at a table next to the large open windows and ordered, we spent nearly two hours just chatting. It was so lovely to sit there and talk with him about anything and every as we exchanged small touches. He was effortlessly funny and even more handsome than the last time I had seen him. After we finished, we decided to head out to the venue where he played tonight.

Our clasped hands swing between us as we walk to the venue. "So, you already know Josh. That leaves Eli and Robert. They're great, though Robert can be kind of... unfiltered at times." Nodding, I respond, "Cool! What type of music do you guys play? Should I be expecting jazz or heavy metal slipknot-type stuff?" he laughs, free hand running through his hair. "It's like alternative rock-pop-ish. You'll like it, promise."

"Hmm... okay, I trust you." leaning up, I kiss his cheek gently, leaving a berry stain on his cheek. "Oh, shit, sorry." laughing, I try and rub the lipgloss off of his cheek. "Don't be sorry. I like it; it's cute." I blush slightly at his comment.

The two of us got closer to the venue, fans coming into view. "Don't be worried, okay? They're usually super nice." He lets his hand drift on my bare back, creating a comforting touch. "I trust you."

Soon enough, the two of us got spotted. Fans started to scream Ryan's name as he walked past, some whispering to each other, asking who I was. But Ryan was unfazed, continuing to be his happy self as he waved back to the fans, returning some highs and I love yous. Seeing him be himself around the fans made him even more attractive. How confident and unwilling to create some rockstar persona showed me how lucky I had been.

Finally, the two of us were able to slip into the venue. "I hope that wasn't too overwhelming for you." looking down at me, he moved some hair from my face. "It was fine. They seem to really love you a lot."

Nodding, he smiles. "Yeah, they're the best. Ready to meet the guys?" I hum in response, his hand falling naturally back into mine as we walk to the dressing room.

The door was already open, allowing the chatter and music coming from inside to spill into the hallway. As we walked in, the smell of cigarette smoke, wood, and metal filled my lungs and mixed to have a pleasant smell.

Ryan cleared his throat, to which the music and chatter quickly stopped. "Guys, I'd like you to meet Erin." I wave as the guys start to stand. "Erin! It's good to see you again!" Josh said, pulling me into a tight friendly hug. "It's good to see you too." hugging back, laughing lightly at his enthusiasm. "I'm Eli. It's nice to meet you. Ryan seriously wouldn't shut up about you." we hug quickly before I meet the final band member. "I'm Robert. It's grand to meet you." I gave out the last hug. Though I was nervous before meeting the lads, they all seemed nice. "It's really wonderful to meet you all too. I'm super excited to watch you play!"

"I'm going to show her around a bit more before they let everyone in for the show. I'll see you, lads, in a few." As we walk back out of the room, I give them a little wave, hoping that I seemed friendly in our small interaction.

"Soooo, you always talk about me, do ya?" I nudge his side a few times before we start laughing. "I'm not even going to try and pretend like I don't. I like you a lot." he rubs his nape, making his slight embarrassment more noticeable. "I like you a lot, too." my arm loops around him as I rest my head on his shoulder.

We chatted as we walked around before, and finally, the two of us ended up on the stage. Ryan pointed out the guy's guitars before we got to the drum set. "It's so cool that you play the drums. It really fits your character." My fingers glide across the smooth cold metal of the symbols. "You're so fucking sweet," he kisses my head. "Here, sit down. I'll teach you how to play a little something." He settles himself on the stool, then pats his knee.

Sitting down on his knee, I move my hair, allowing it to lay across my shoulder, exposing my bare back and tattoo. "Holy shit Erin, this is beautiful." his hand travels down my spine, stopping at my mid-back. "I'm glad you like it. Lilies of the Vally they're my favorite." he takes a pair of drumsticks out of their holder. "I'll keep that in mind."

Handing me the drumsticks, his arms lay across mine, hands helping me hold the drumsticks in my own. "Okay, let me just test this," he stepped on the foot pedal, causing a thud to vibrate off the bass. "Hmm, okay, cool, ready?" nodding, our arms start to move together. It was just a simple beat, but it was fun to experience something Ryan was passionate about.

After a little bit of play, we stopped, the vibrations of the drums melting into the floor. I turned to face him, "See, you're not half bad." he smiled, hands moving from my arms to around my waist. "I think that's just because I have such an amazing teacher." I didn't know what it was, but at this moment, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. "Oh really? How good?" Ryan's gaze moved from my eyes to my lips and back up again. My heart beats faster as I lean down, our lips connecting shyly but soon melting together as the kiss becomes deeper.

Pulling away, my heart settled slightly. "Prove my point?" I move some hair from his face. "I think I need to test that again." he gives me a soft kiss, the biggest smile on his face. "Yeah, the point is proven." I shake my head. "You're such a dork."

Finally, it was time for the show. The fans' energy was terrific as they crowded into the venue, adorning cowboy hats and other fun accessories. Because I didn't want to take a good spot away from someone, I opted to stand on the side of the stage. "Hey, you're going to kill it out there." Squeezing Ryan's hand, I give him a peck on the cheek before he and the band member have to settle on the stage. "Thanks, love. I hope you enjoy." He returned the squeeze before the boys got the cue to go onstage.

The fan erupted in cheers as the boys walked on. Even though I only knew Ryan well, I was proud of all four lads. From what Ryan told me, they worked so hard to get where they are now, and it's so beautiful seeing someone you care about achieve their dreams.

The music was fucking amazing. I couldn't help myself from dancing and yelling along with the crowd. The energy was like nothing I had felt before, and being able to feel the mix of the instruments vibrate through the floor put me into some sort of trance. And Ryan, holy shit, it was amazing to see him play. Every once in a while, we would make eye contact between songs, or when the guys were switching out his guitars, even in a moment where he should feel like he's on top of the world, he would mouth things like 'Are you okay?' or 'Are you having fun?'. Fuck, he was literally the sweetest, and I made sure to show that I was enjoying myself to the fullest.

"Thank you, everyone, for coming out tonight. We'd like to dedicate our last song of the night to a very special person." Eli's voice melted into the microphone and out of the speakers as he spoke, his eyes shifting to glance at me. Cocking my eyebrow in confusion, I look to Ryan, trying to get some calcification. "Me?" I say, pointing to myself. He nods, before the start of When I'm With You starts blasting through the speakers, the fans screaming along with the lyrics.

I couldn't help but stand there speechless, my eyes never leaving Ryan. Once the song ended, the crowd roared, the guys saying their goodbyes, throwing picks and drumsticks into the crowd. Ryan was the first to walk off stage, his arms instantly wrapped around my body in a tight hug. "Did you enjoy yourself?" he looks down at me, the cheekiest grin on his face. "Enjoy myself? Ryan, I had the best fucking time. You're amazing! The lads are amazing! You didn't have to dedicate that last song to me," my eyes shift away from his, "You're the sweetest person I've ever met." we exchanged a small kiss, and the boys made some joking groaning noise that caused me to blush under the dim backstage lights.

The rest of the night, the guys and I hung out, just drinking and talking. It was nice to get to know the rest of the band. They were all so sweet and funny. I couldn't believe that I had found someone so perfect who had friends that I had clicked with. At around two in the morning, we decided it was time to pack up and get some rest.

The night had a slight chill, which prickled against my warm skin. "I'll walk you back to your place," Ryan said, loading the last part of his drum kit into the van. My hand extended to him, and he took it, the two of us walking down the street close together. "I really did have a wonderful time tonight. It means a lot that you invited me out." My head rests on his shoulder as we walk. "I'm glad you like it, Erin. Feel free to come to any of our shows, okay?" I nod, and the two of us finally reach my apartment.

My heart protested as the two of us stood in front of the blue door of my apartment, my hands still in his. "We'll see each other soon, yeah? Maybe go out somewhere in a few days?" he pulls me closer as he speaks. "Yeah, I'd like that a lot." I smile up at him before giving him a goodnight kiss. "Goodnight, Erin." one of his hands breaks away from mine. "Goodnight, Ryan."

He moves to leave, but I speak up before our hands can break away from their hold on one another. "Hey, do you want to stay the night?" he turns back, smiling. "I'd love that more than you know." The two of us enter my apartment, tangled in each other's arms again.

Even though it was early in the morning, we stayed up, talking, kissing, and never leaving each other's sides. Honestly, it was one of the best nights of my life. Who knew meeting a boy in a recorded story would change your life.

[irismfrost]

August 5 - Tainan: Calligraphy class and Ten Drum

As I suspected, I am still feeling the effects of Saturday night - I can never drink that much again/ stay out as late as I did. I do not need a 24+ hour hangover. I also barely slept last night because it was 10 pm by the time I got back from dinner and then I spent 2.5 hours packing for our transition to Tainan this morning and updating my scrapbook. I also just kept waking up in the middle of the night. I was dreaming and at one point, I dreamt that I got shanked and kidnapped - but not like a stab, more like a really hard finger punch in the gut. It broke some ribs and took the wind out of my lungs, like in my dream I was withering in pain which is how I was able to be kidnapped. It was in a parking lot and I wasn't even standing close to the sides - I was right in the middle so that I could see if anyone was coming. I think I was already on edge for some reason, maybe I knew I was a target - I can't remember that part.

Today, we are traveling from Kaohsiung to Tainan. One interesting thing about Taiwan is the naming conventions of the cities. In Chinese nan means west, pei means north, ting means east and so on. To the cities Tainan, Taipei, and Taitung are really just names. asked on location which is pretty cool.

Our first stop today was the National University of Tainan. There, we met the director of the literature department and got a class on calligraphy. Unlike the buddhist museum Saturday, these were real brushes which made it so much harder. We painted on these fans called 團扇 tuanshan (round fan). I chose to write the word for "eternity" 永恆, but I really only chose it because it seemed the easiest to write. I practiced so much and was still disappointed with my fan. It is tough. I also cannot write my name well for the life of me. There are so many details and it always comes out un proportional. My name is hard to say and hard to say, but it's all worth it because it's a nice name. Nonetheless, I had a lot of fun.

Next, we went to the Ten Drum cultural village - it used to be an old sugar refinery. It was sort of like a mini amusement park. We wandered around for a bit then saw a concert with the famous Taiwanese drums. The band that played is called Cross Metal. These guys were so energetic and really brought the stage presence. They were so coordinated and definitely knew what they were doing. They might become a part of my workout playlist. And we even got to take a picture with them at the end. It was pretty cool. I unfortunately did not get their Line LOL, but did tag them in my IG story. They were definitely one of the highlights of the trip.

Reflection

I'm excited to see more of Tainan tomorrow. Tainan is Taiwan's oldest city, first established by the Dutch in 1624 and was the capital of Taiwan for 200 years. This year is Tainan's 400 year anniversary, so there is even more energy here than there would be otherwise. I'm 1885 the capital was moved to Taipei and Tainan is the 6th largest city in Taiwan. Tainan has so much historical significance and you can see how old the buildings are here. As I mentioned in a different blog a while ago, the Dutch brought brick and cement to Taiwan, and there are so many old-looking brick buildings here. At the university, you can see bullets from the US when they were fighting in Taiwan embedded in the bricks in some of the buildings.

Calligraphy has been a very interesting activity. One thing that Dr. Yeh (the calligraphy professor has the same last name as our professor) said about the calligraphy was the way you hold your body. It wasn't just the way you hold your fingers on the brush or the orientation of the brush to the paper, though we talked about that too. He mentioned that you have to relax your body and focus on your breathing and it felt like calligraphy was closer to meditating than writing. It takes a lot of coordination, steady hands, and concentration - it also takes a lot of practice. Calligraphy in Taiwan came from China, and became a writing standard during the Han Dynasty in China (206 B.C.–220 A.D.). Calligraphy traveled from China to Japan in the 6th century, as Japan didn't have a formal writing system at that time. Learning to write must've been a huge privilege back in the day because it is so challenging to paint your letters (pre-pencil) and required good education and patience.

[classicjdiesandgoestohell]

my sisters kitten keeps waking me up throighout the night and ive been sleeping teeerrribbly. today i took a 2.5 hour nap bc i was exhausted after class. my sister needs to get her fixed already so she stops screaming bro

[mayra-quijotescx]

Made it to and from the gallery on public transportation today, proving to myself It Can Be Done and I am a Strong and Independent Possum Who Need Not Get In A Car.

And I am satisfied with the knowledge that I can do this and it's only (i know, i know) like 2.5-3 hours out of that day.

but good lord.

(whining under the readmore)

Every step of the journey felt like a goddamn song by Muse from the aughts with how unsubtly and copiously it beat me around the ears with how profoundly shitty our society is.

first of all, we have a 7-mile trip taking an hour and 15 minutes each way in a major city. Even in other parts of the US, that's rightly regarded as absurd. Local Route is once every 30 minutes and mandatory to reach Trolley, on which I spent most of my journey, and from Trolley I had a fifteen-minute walk through one of the most desolate neighborhoods within the Loop to reach Gallery.

METRO has a $1.25 fare expectation of riders (having a Q Card helps because then you can stretch that fare across multiple buses instead of having to dump change at every bus you get on.) It also wastes an exorbitant amount of its budget (probably more than it gets from the fares itself, though I can't prove it) on hiring fare inspectors, whose sole purpose is to swan about on our laughably tiny trolley network harassing anyone who looks poor to make sure they paid before getting on the trolley, and to write them $75 tickets if they didn't. (I carry an extra Q Card in case this happens in front of me, and have had to intervene in such a way three times in the last year. And I don't go outside much.) Coming and going, there were three hanging about in each trolley car I was in, so I felt like I had to be vigilant the whole time.

By the time I reached [Trolley drop off point] on the towards-gallery part of the trip, I was glad for the 15-minute walk ahead of me because it meant I could clear my mind from what was a very loud trip... until the walk took me from the bail bondsman mini-district into the area directly around Gallery, which is getting flipped up into a dumping ground for new real estate investment properties despite having no nearby grocery stores, no immediate-vicinity bus routes, one food place (costly brunch joint that may or may not be a side hustle of Close Proximity Bail Bond Office #2), and downright fuckall else. There's a hastily-kludged bike line if that sweetens the deal, which I walked in for the final stretch due to the sidewalklessness of it all.

There are a couple of other gallery/studios embedded amid the runaway construction of Generic Luxury Apartment Block No One Can Afford #8953-8957, and one mostly built Generic Luxury Apartment Block No One Can Afford, lazily named "The Artist" after the class of people least likely to be able to make rent there. Lest one accuse it of being a mere unoriginal clone of 50 other similar giant boxes found in the turbogentrified Greater Heights/Montrose area, there's a small piece of genuine vintage railroad track installed out front between the sidewalk and the pothole-studded road. The piece of track leads to nowhere and connects nothing. It's too obvious to write a poem about.

I would be hopeful that all this runaway development would at least bring more people to the vicinity of Gallery and the nearby studios, but again, these look like additions to the investment/tax dodge portfolio for some rich jackoff who's like as not to have never set foot in Houston, not places that real people are going to be able to live in.

Anyway, I'm home safe, and was at least able to immediately launch myself into the shower after sweating buckets from 30 minutes of walking around in 75F weather in February, which I won't dwell on because I might get fully seized by a climate doom spiral if I do : )

[lilypotter6457]

It’s Just A Ride

Adopted By Ride The Cyclone

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Chapter 2 - Final Bow

Y/N's POV

I was woken up by a knock on the door.

"Get up, you have a show!" My mom says from the other side of the door before going I guess back to sleep.

I grab my phone to look at the time, 7:00am, read the clock. Wow it's to early. I go to open my phone then realize...

Today is my final show days.

Wow, that's actually kind of crazy.

Anyways I got up and ready for the day, ate breakfast which was just a bagel, and then did skin care and brushed my teeth.

I got dressed into basic black leggings, an Into The Woods Shirt, my black vans with the white stripe on the side, and my Into The Woods cast jacket.

I grabbed my bag, which inside also included my laptop for schooling, a binder full of some work for my different classes, my chargers, some makeup, and other stage necessities like Bobbi pins and such.

I also had my wallet because in between shows we would be going to a museum as a cast kids field trip, sadly our last. We also then would be going out to eat. I also obviously had snacks because who doesn't always have some type of food on them?

It overall took me about 2.5 hours to get ready, just in time for me to get a text from Leah. She was going to be on standby for both shows, though this also technically counted as her last show as well.

I walked out of the hotel room, saying goodbye to my mom who seemed to be dealing with some last minute travel things so we could go back to the states ok.

Downstairs, in the lobby I met up with Leah, Leah's mom, Ryan, Kayden, and Kaydens mom.

Ryan's mom had work as did my mom (she works remotely at the moment), so they would only be going to the afternoon show. But Leah and Ryan's moms were some of the nicest people ever so it was fine.

We headed off to the theater, we got to the theater by 10:15 am, we had stopped for some stuff at the store first. The matinee wasn't until about 1pm but they had us show up early so we could get schooling out of the way with our tutor. Since there was only 4 of us, we had only one tutor, but we all did online school, sometimes with zooms so it always worked out.

I did my English work, which was finishing up a research essay we had started back in November. I then did Physics because it was a Women in Science Essay, which I chose Valentina Tereshkova. In history we were talking about revolutions, but heavily the French one which was nice. Algebra was just boring math equations. In German, we were watching videos but they were not the best. Finally, for gym my teacher had me doing worksheets on different sports but I finished them because she gave me all the worksheets for the time I'd miss when I first left for the show in September, so I had just done them all at once and would turn them in when I returned to school.

After my work was complete, me and Leah went upstairs, I started getting ready, putting my hair into pin curls and doing my basic makeup. Hair & makeup would help with my wig and finishing the more detailed makeup. I got into costume before going down, or at least the under parts of it, because the rest of it goes on easily after.

Once I did that, and got my mic on, I did mic check and then got into the rest of costume.

The first show went well, then we decided to go to the British Museum, or as I like to call it, the Not British Museum because what stuff in there wasn't stolen by the English.

It was cool and whatever, after that we walked around and did the second show. It was the same as the morning except without school.

This show also went well, but during bows I did start crying because it's always sad when your show ends.

After bows we all stayed on stage as the director did a final speech that was super nice, all of us leaving took a final bow and then we got unready and left the theater.

The group of us kids left the theater together, walking outside to greet anyone who stayed for the stage door type thing.

We did a few pictures and some people gave flowers and cute fan art gifts, which was super sweet. I then met up with my mom, who congratulated me on the show, and took a few pictures.

We then headed back to the hotel room, my mom told me that we would be leaving the next day, I guess she wanted to get back to my Dad and younger twin siblings.

So I packed the little things I hadn't already packed and got ready for a brief night of sleep. Tomorrow would be a long day.

[sofeeyuhwang]

Wednesday October 18: Daily Blog

Today marks the second blog of my personal Tumblr page.

Sleep: 7 hours

This is a substantial improvement to the night before (2.5 hours). Hopefully I can keep this up!

Food:

Half a bowl of Korean bulgogi and rice from Rende East for breakfast. It was exquisite.

Half a cup of strawberry yakulk tea from Sunrise. Also exquisite.

Dinner as of right now has not happened; to be continued..

Daily Reflection

My day started off with spending some time socializing with people at Kerckhoff Coffee House and Patio. Then I came back to my dorm and finished up the daunting work (jk took like 10 minutes). My assignment was to finish watching pre-lab videos from LS30A lab and take a quiz (took me 5 tries to get to perfection). Following my class, which ended at 3:50, I came back to my dorm to finish editing a video vlog (linked on my Tumblr page!!). Finishing the video made me miss the times where I would film and edit for fun.

That is all I did today. Tune in tomorrow to see what a not-so-chill date looks like O_O

[umichenginabroad]

Week 1 in Limerick

Hello, it's Katie again, after a fun first week in Ireland. Here's an overview of each day so far and all the cool stuff I've done.

Tuesday: My flight landed in Dublin around 5 AM, and after a nightmarish trip through customs (I had none of the documents ready), I had a few hours to relax there while I waited for Arcadia to pick me up. I met up with Grant and Maanav from Umich, as well as Grace, Jess, Ekundayo, Pascale, Luke, Maddy, and Lexx, students from other universities also in the Arcadia-sponsored program. We all had little to no sleep on the plane ride, so we were exhausted most of the day. Once Grainne and Stanley from Arcadia picked us up, we dropped our bags off at the Harding Hotel and went to their office for a brief orientation. Then it was off on a quick scavenger hunt through the streets of Dublin before meeting at the entrance to Trinity College. (Not to brag, but my group won the photo challenge). After that, we had an early dinner at The Church, a really nice old church turned restaurant. I had the coconut vegetable curry and a peanut butter brownie, and they were both pretty good. Then, we headed back to the hotel, and then me, Jess, and Pascale went on another walk downtown so Pascale could get a SIM card and we could see more of the city.

Wednesday: We woke up around 8 am for a quick breakfast at Harding, which had a nice little restaurant in the back. We reviewed the orientation material, and met Ashley, another student on the program whose flight was Wednesday morning. Then we got back on the bus to go to Limerick, which was about 2.5 hours away. I was still pretty jetlagged, so I alternated between nodding off and reading my guidebook. Once we got to campus, we put away our bags and walked over to the library for coffee and snacks, and then a quick tour of campus with the Arcadia crew. Dinner was at the Stables, one of the major pubs/restaurants on campus. I had a vegetarian curry (again), and a pint of Guinness. If you've never tried it before, it's like a moldy loaf of bread that got somehow juiced, but apparently if you drink it enough you'll start to like it. However, the UL Irish dancers were very excellent and it was super fun to watch. The Arcadia group headed back to Thomond Village, our dorms, to have drinks and hang out. We also brought over new friends from other colleges, such as Savannah and Lauren, who are both really cool.

Thursday: Today was our first full day on the UL campus, and it started with breakfast at the Pavillion, which is another dining hall/campus bar. The food was mediocre, but it kept me going for a while so that was good. The UL summer school staff gave us a quick orientation for the program, which was my third including the Umich and Arcadia ones. I think I'm very oriented at this point. Then, we got a more in-depth tour of the UL campus, including the library, the gym, and the concert hall, before heading back to the Pavillion for lunch and iced coffee. The afternoon was blocked out for either classes or introductions with research project leaders, so I went to the latter. Since Jess and I are both working on projects in chemical engineering/environmental science, we work under the same principal investigator and in the same area, although our PhD mentors and lab spaces are different. My mentor, Nina, briefly introduced herself and gave me her number, and then Jess' mentor, Italo, took us on a tour of the labs and a walk along the trails running through UL. For dinner that night, we had curry (I promise it's the last time), and most of my group didn't like it, but I did. We went back to the Stables for Trivia Night, and thought we did pretty well, but the group from UW Madison beat us (boo). Finally, we headed back to Thomond Village for a SpongeBob watch party with the Arcadia group. I forgot how funny it is, especially DoodleBob, which has the stupidest slapstick humor but is iconic.

Friday: This was our first full day of research, so Jess and I took a brief tour of the library, then headed over to the Lonsdale building to meet with our mentors and get to work. In the morning, I worked on the safety training we received, then Nina gave me an overview of her project and a tour of the lab. We are working with sludge, which is basically a liquidized mix of waste products, and using hydrothermal carbonization to extract hydrochar, which has potential uses in sustainable energy. In the afternoon, I read Nina's article detailing the project so far, and she showed me how to use the HTC equipment. After work, the Arcadia group, plus Lauren and Savannah, went to the city for a night out. We went to Dolan's pub, which was giving out free Aperol Spritz cocktails, so we lucked out. Additionally, we met Laura, a friendly bartender who goes to UL. Afterwards, half of us went back to Thomond, while the other half went barhopping for a while. The next pub was Charlie Chaplins, which I didn't like as much because the music was too loud for any of us to hear each other, which always bothers me. Around 12:30, Lauren and I took a taxi home because we were tired and had an early-morning excursion to Limerick City, while the rest of the group went to a nightclub. Our taxi driver was friendly and conversational, which was super great. With the exceptions of the airport customs worker and a taxi driver on Saturday, pretty much everyone we've met in Ireland has been super friendly and fun (or craic, as they say here).

Saturday: Saturday morning, we woke up for our trip to Limerick City with the UL summer school team, and got there around 10 am. They gave us two hours to explore the area, so we started with a trip to the Milk Market, which is basically a farmer's/flea market that sells food, coffee, jewelry, clothes, and all sorts of random things. We tried some yummy coffee and pastries at the different stands and walked around. Then, we walked around downtown, passing by St. John's Castle. It's really impressive because it's been around since the Middle Ages and withstood several invasions. Then, we looped back towards St. Mary's Cathedral to meet the bus. A few of us needed to go to the bathroom, so a tour guide let us in the church, and we got to see the interior for free. Then, we took the bus to Bunratty, a preserved village with a beautiful 15th-century castle, which we got to tour. If you ever visit, be careful with the narrow steps in the towers. There was only room for a single-file line, but we did not do great at organizing ourselves so we had crowds trying to move up and down. Frustrations were high, but the view was so worth it. The village around Bunratty also had some cool preserved houses from the 19th-century. That evening, we went out again. First, we went to the Locke Bar for dinner and drinks. I had the soup, which came with excellent Irish soda bread, and also shared appetizers with the group. Afterwards, we went to another bar, and then to Smyth's, which had a lot of room for dancing and where we met quite a few other people from the UL summer program. We were a bit confused when the bar closed around midnight, but then everyone went upstairs to the Icon nightclub, which was packed with people and had a super fun vibe. We stayed to closing time, around 2:30, and then waited for a taxi to take us back. The driver was much less friendly than the last, and initially refused to take all 5 of us in an attempt to get a bribe. Once we got back, everyone went straight to bed due to being so tired.

Sunday: After our fun Saturday, we all wanted to sleep late, but we also were planning to see Galway. Unfortunately, we didn't have time to catch the bus or train, and since the next ones weren't for another 3 hours, we decided to stay in Limerick and explore some more. We had brunch at a place called Hook and Ladder, which had great food, coffee, and a super friendly waitress. Then, we took a walk toward the city stadium, which had a major hurling match going on. We couldn't get tickets, but we could hear the announcer and see the crowds in the stands. After buying a few groceries at a shopping center, we headed back the way we came, through the massive crowd that just formed after the game ended. It was relatively calm, aside from a kid with a loud horn, and we all felt immersed in Irish culture. When we finally got back, we were all dead tired, so we hung out at the apartments and watched Spongebob.

[hollyjollybaby]

Big brain dump update?

Holly woke up last Friday morning with a crazy rash all over her body. Red angry dots from head to toe! Of course, on a weekday morning when I was alone and totally freaking out but remaining calm (I hope) outwardly. Stripped her down and took a bunch of pics/videos to document. Sent a quick text to Jake’s work phone (more reliable than his personal phone) that he needed to get ready to leave work if I could get an appointment. Jumped on the phone and waited on hold for 30 minutes to talk for a nurse for five mins 🙄 she had me give her Benadryl and Tylenol and wanted me to call back in an hour if it looked worse. Jake got home right after I got off the phone and gave her the medicine. After 30 minutes it was looking worse before our eyes, so I called back to the clinic and spent another 25 minutes on hold to have another short conversation where I was like yeah, she definitely needs an appointment. Thankfully they were able to get her in in an hour.

I really had no idea what to think as nothing like this has ever happened to her before! The doctors visit was actually pretty reassuring because he wasn’t too concerned and didn’t think that we needed to take amoxicillin off her “list” unless it happens again. Basically said that kids get weird rashes from random viruses sometimes and it just needed time to peak and then go away. It cleared up a little each day and by this Monday it was totally gone. My poor baby though, she definitely was not feeling well even though she wasn’t scratching at the rash. She slept 1-4:30 on Friday, then back to bed at 8!

I got my gigantic ass sale order in from Kate Quinn 🙈🤫 90% of it was for me and 90% of that stuff fits, so I’m happy! I’m changing my clothes like 3 times a day to wear all my new joggers and shorts and tops lol 😎

We’ve been going to a lot of outside patio lunches downtown this summer and Holls is honestly such a delight 90% of the time. The 10% she’s not are rough lmaoo. But she’s like this polite little person with the waitstaff, she exclaims loudly and enthusiastically when the food comes and always makes people laugh, and she’s just so damn cute!!

I’m having a lot of #feels about her starting preschool in 3 weeks (from today!!!). It’s sooo part time that it’s laughable that I’m nervous. She’s not eating meals or napping there, I can be there in an instant to get her. I’m not worried about something HAPPENING to her, I’m just worried about her. I’ve never left her with someone other than my mom and Jake’s mom. I trust the teacher. There will always be another parent there too and sometimes it’ll be me! I’m just worried for how she will react and will she spend the entire first few days just sobbing for 2.5 hours 😭 there’s also the matter of, she’s never been in a “school” type setting before. She’s been home with me and never had to like….meet expectations set for her by teachers/adults of authority other than me. I’ve never just left her somewhere where they’re gonna expect things of her. What if she won’t share toys or colors because she’s never HAD to before? And then what if the other kids don’t like her and she doesn’t have friends 😢 what if she’s asking for something and they don’t know what she’s saying 😔 I cannot handle the thought of her being there and wondering where I am and not being comforted by the teacher 😭 I am totally aware I’m spiraling and need to r e l a x

In order to distract from all these feels I ordered the literal cutest first day of school outfit:

I also entirely skipped the last 3 weeks of her tumbling class 😳🫥🫥🫥 not my finest hour. Sometimes things like to pop up and remind me that underneath the newfound ~control~ medication has given me, I still have some crippling anxiety. I signed her up for an open gym slot one morning a week at another place, that starts the same week as her school. We’ll have a little block of “activity” days bookended by the weekend and a couple unstructured days. I think she is too young to get anything out of the instructed class, but will love the open gym and just getting to do whatever for an hour. (Hang off the bar over the trampoline)

🐠 little fishy has mastered swimming with the puddle jumper and is fully obsessed with the pool. She asks to go over there at the funniest times, like in the middle of dinner or getting ready for bed. It makes me so happy that she loves the water so much. I was a water baby and so is she ☺️ my Pisces. I think about our trip to Florida literally EVERY day. I’m not even scared to take her on the plane haha. I’m SO excited to see her see the ocean for the first time. And to watch her play on the beach. I have sooo many happy childhood memories of playing on the beach with my parents. I LOVE this part of being a parent!! Watching that perfect girl experience joy is like the ultimate feeling in the universe.

We spent 2.5 hours at the playground this evening. All of a sudden, miss cautious is going down all kinds of slides without holding any hands, flying up stairs way faster (still cautious coming down ����) and just overall becoming waaay more confident at the playground and other social settings. My absolute favorite part of being a parent is discovering who she is and watching HER discover who she is. It’s a process that happens over and over again and it’s so beautiful and special.

[limborooster]

going to spit out my thoughts here pardon me

i’m irrationally afraid my cats will forget me and not like me anymore while i’m off living in a dorm fr two years and then when i can move off campus and they can live with me they won’t like it

i’m rationally afraid that my elderly cat will die while i’m 2.5 hours away at school and even if i leave for home immediately when my mom tells me his body will be cold when i arrive

he’s in decently good health for a 15 year old but my one cat spontaneously died when i was younger and now i’m paranoid

i was super sick today from my covid booster and i can tell i’m getting better because i am incredibly hungry and have a very strong urge to go outside and to sew

unfortunately it is 2:30 am

i hope my school does movie character day during a spirit week again this year because i want to show off my improved spock closet cosplay

i wish that fur didn’t take 400 years to ship from howl and fs supplies because i want to sew so bad

also fursuit making is hard wtf it’s very frustrating

hopefully it’s worth it

today i discovered my love for vegetable stock

this is good news because i hate most soups

i’m so excited my parents are going to help me make a resume because i finally got my working papers and i’m going to apply to joann!!! employee discount + talking to people about their cool projects + old ladies + moms + crochet girlies + furries + stocking shelves i am so excited

it’s all i’ve ever dreamed of

i used to live nearby our joann

i’m scared to go to college because they don’t have my regular grocery store there

fuck you capital region why don’t you have wegmans i need wegmans i don’t want to choose between whole foods and price chopper

the nearest ones to there (albany) are literally MY hometown wegmans and one in fuckin massachusetts which are both ~2 hours away

unreal

also you can’t have a microwave in your dorm

so

yeah

it’s worth it though everything else is so good

combined bachelors masters program

no corridor style dorms (no communal bathrooms)

indescribably awesome student groups and clubs there’s so much cool stuff and they’re so well run

very easily walkable and centralized campus while still being aesthetically pleasing

dog mascot.

my mommy goes there !!!! she takes online classes but still they’re at albany

so i’m at the same school as my mom

also i’m just now realizing in commonapp i put no relatives have attended but she probably counts. stupid i guess i didn’t think about it because it was phrased in past tense and she is currently attending

i am not very bright sometimes

i have to get a rec letter for a scholarship about why i’d be good for the socio program

i think i’ll ask my former philosophy teacher because that is the most relevant i guess

all the other ones i have good relationships with are stem teachers

which is weird because i’m better at humanities and stuff

i guess i’ve just had bad luck with humanities teachers

i also guess that’s not really true i typically enjoy social studies more with individual study rather than at school because my school doesn’t offer very good classes

whereas i’ve had great science and math classes and i have fun at school with those

i need to go to sleep but i took a five hour nap today so i’m not tired

idk what to get people for christmas

it always sneaks up on me like this

idek what i want for christmas

i have chest hair now

i think it’s been filling in for a while but i’m noticing it now

as time passes i love my body more and more

can’t wait until next year i can be flat

shit i have to tell my mom to contact the psych eval people to get on the waitlist for my surgery approval

balls

i will be so attractive

my sister is taking me to get a tattoo with her this spring for a belated birthday present (because i will be 18 in january)

oh also im gonna start practicing for my road test to get my license

all i have to do is not suck at parallel parking and then i can finally drive myself to school and not have to bother my poor parents with it

and go home for lunch!!!!

and go to the store whenever i want to!!!!

and surprise my gf by dropping things off at her house and driving her places !!! yay !!!

oh my little subaru outback that was my dads car for several years and smells like mold because he left the sunroof open and it rained inside the car how i love you

freshmen aren’t allowed to have cars on campus at albany but we’re gonna cheat the system and get a parking pass in my moms name because she’s a student

and obviously doesn’t need it bc she attends online

i want to put fake grass on the floor

so sad i can’t do it on the drivers side because like .. pedals

but i can do it everywhere else

i can do whatever i want to this car because i will use it until it’s only good for salvage

i think about the one episode of star trek where data makes a child and she develops feelings and she says i love you and he says i wish i could feel it with you

feel that

because i feel like my romantic and general affectionate drive is so low compared to normal

idk i don’t understand myself

it’s not that i don’t feel things

i feel very deep love and reverence for many things

i think that maybe i shut down and so my feelings get hidden

oh yeah guys don’t get divorced when your child is turning 11 because they will be irreparably damaged

this is a little bit exaggeratey because mostly the problem was there was a lot of lies and deception along with the complicated emotions that come with being on the verge of understanding and not understanding how marriage and love and affairs and adulthood work and also having your reverence for your parents shattered very suddenly rather than a nice steady realization that they are not superhuman

i need to investigate that trauma a little more i think

it’s 3 now

i wanted to just go to sleep asap but now i’ve gotten to the point where i’m so hungry i’m nauseated so i have to eat

man

now my sleeping and eating schedules are off

stupid vaccine

at least they work this is objectively better than covid but still god damn

probably it’s worse because i got a flu shot at the same time but gahhhh

alright i wanted pasta but the only stuff we have is this chickpea based penne

which i love chickpeas but i’ve never tried this so idk

also i felt bad having the light on with my parents upstairs so i’m cooking by the light of the stove burner it’s so cozy

reminds me of last april when we had no power for five days

no cell service no wifi no heat no running water no lights and no leaving the house bc my mom had covid

we used snowmelt to flush the toilets

so lucky for our gas stove bc we could light it with matches and boil water to clean ourselves and heat up food

i read the whole fazbear frights series in those days

school was closed bc the school had no power but once it reopened we still didn’t so i got to skip for a day

it was a lot of fun except i got cystic acne from not being able to shower properly for five days as a sweaty testosterone man

it’s raining out and my cat has joined me this is so cozy

ok the pasta feels a bit weird but it’s sooooo good with butter and salt (don’t have sauce)

i’m back in bed watching the episode of star trek

why is picard sometimes so forward thinking and sometimes such a dickhole

even after watching through the whole series i can’t tell if i really like him or not