#yaaaay money worries...

[iron-hearts-ablaze]

// Hello everyone! Just thought I'd make a note here:-

// With the holidays fast approaching, my time is going to be stretched thin. As will my mood. This time of year is stressful and anxious so I may not always be in the mood for RPing. I may be too exhausted to sit at the laptop what with all the socialising (my friends celebrate different holidays so it's just not December for me).

// SO! I will do my best throughout November, but I think I'll be picking and choosing what gives me the most muse rather than my usual first-come-first-serve. Unless I have bursts of muse and I can get through a bunch. This is me being kind to myself (for a change) and reducing a potential stress...so I can stress over everything else more XD

// Don't plan a wedding. Just don't do it... XD

[alipeeps]

AAAAAaaaaahhh I am so giddy, I managed to get VIP tickets for the Stray Kids DominATE tour in London next summer!!

I was worried I wouldn't be able to get tickets (god I *hate* the rigmarole of having to buy tickets through Ticketmaster and hope you get a decent place in the queue etc), especially as I started a new full time job two fucking days before the tickets went on sale and there was no way I could have time off to be online for the sale...

Luckily I was able to have my phone out and log in at my desk and sit there watching the fucking queue counter for like... 90 minutes... while I was working/training.

I had already decided I was going to splash out and get VIP tickets if at all possible (I had some money saved) but when the sale first went live and I got into the queue, I was no. 62k+ in the queue. I still had a teensy bit of hope because the venue capacity is like 65k or so, I think... but still, it wasn't look great!

But after around 90 minutes - at which point I was no. 29k+ in the queue! - it flashed up saying a 2nd date had been added (actually a better date for me, cos Saturday rather than Friday!) and did I want to switch to that queue? Yes, I fucking did! And I was no. 12k+ in the queue for the new date so yaaaay!

And when I got to buy I was able to snag VIP with soundcheck tickets for the standing pit area right by the stage. I did look at getting seated VIP soundcheck tickets, cos I am old and crumbly and standing a long time for concerts fucking kills me... but they were already in short supply and the ones I saw within reasonable distance of the stage disappeared as I was clicking to choose them. So I thought fuck it, get the standing tickets, and I will dose up on painkillers and just suffer - it will be worth it to have a chance of being anywhere near the stage!

I can't believe I managed to get tickets! Wheeeeeee!!!

[thefandomenchantress]

DRDT Incorrect Quotes: Pt. 2

I finally made a part two yaaaay!

Hu: Where is everybody?

Ace:  Eden had a nervous breakdown, Levi is looking after her, Rose went back to bed, Teruko is trying to kill David, and I'm in charge.

Hu: YOU'RE IN CHARGE?!?

Ace: Why is THAT the only thing you’re panicking about?!?

…

David: Oh, so now I'm 'bad' just because I've done bad things in the past, continue doing so in the present, and will likely do so in the future?

…

Charles: Can you please be serious for five minutes?

Whit: My record is four, but I’ll see what I can do.

…

J: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.

Arei: It’s not a joke!

Arei: *Sniffle*

Arei: I’m a legit snack.

…

Teruko: Xander isn’t answering his phone.

David: I’ll call.

Teruko: Eden and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi—

Xander: *Through the phone* Hello?

…

Nico: *Bursts into the room* Guys, I impulsively bought a snake, what should I name him?

Everyone: YOU DID WHAT?

Whit: William Snakespeare.

…

Arturo: I have the sharpest memory here! Name one time I forgot something!

Arei: You left me, Ace, and Veronika in a Walmart parking lot at 2am a day ago.

Arturo: I did that on purpose, try again.

…

Teruko: Why is Ace so sad?

David: He took one of those, ‘Which Character Are You’ quizzes.

Teruko: …And?

David: He got Nico.

…

Xander: Rules are made to be broken!

Min: They’re meant to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.

Whit: Uh, piñatas.

Ace: Glow sticks.

David: Karate Boards.

Rose: Spagetti when you have a small pot.

Xander: Rules.

Min:

…

Veronika: Then they ran into my knife. They ran into my knife ten times.

Arturo: …You mean you stabbed them?

Veronika: They ran into my knife.

…

Whit: Sometimes, I don’t even realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and realize everyone is staring at me weird.

…

(The Cake Gang when they drop food on the ground)

Min: Aw, man. *Throws it away*

Teruko: Eh, five second rule.

Rose: Foolish germs, thinking they can stop me. *Eats it off the floor*

Eden: *Sobs on the floor*

…

Teruko: Where’s Xander?

Min: Don’t worry, I’ll find him.

Min, shouting: DAVID SUCKS!

Xander, distantly: David is the best person ever! Fuck you!

Min: Found him.

…

Eden, trying her first cup of coffee: I. AM. ENERGY!!! *Runs around in circles*

David, an avid coffee drinker, on his twelfth cup of the day: Someone slap me awake or I am literally going to fall into a coma in the next ten seconds.

…

Teruko: You spent all your money on this?

Nico, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.

…

Hu: Fine. While I’m gone, Arei, you’re in charge.

Arei: Yes!!!

Hu, whispering: Min, you’re secretly in charge.

Min: Obviously.

[oceansprompts]

Daredevil: Cutting Edge Quote Starters 1

quotes taken from the Marvel novel, Daredevil: The Cutting Edge (1999) by Madeleine E. Robins // adjust pronouns and lines as needed.

Don't bother to buzz him, I've been summoned.

It couldn't happen to a more deserving victim.

I don't believe in fairy tales.

It's too nebulous, too pie-in-the-sky.

Not one of 'em understands the bottom line, I'll bet.

Can I bring you a cup of coffee? I'm already on number seven or eight... I forget which.

So now we talk about my coffee consumption?

We do need to talk about your health.

Who the hell's been telling you these lies?

Wouldn't you like a chance to go, I don't know, live on a beach somewhere, drinking rum punch or something?

I'd rather go to hell, I love this. This is what I do.

Everyone dies sooner or later.

This room would lok so much better with lighter color, less brass and leather. It's such an old money look. It's old fashioned.

I've given myself a little time. I've given myself almost a year. I don't want to wait any longer.

This room defintiely needs to go lighter. Get rid of those horrible dark drapes, all the leather.

Maybe it's better this way. It's really very graceful of you; I wouldn't have thought of it. You die, I get the insurance money, we save the cost of a gold watch, and I get your office.

Don't look at me that way; I'm not the one who drank a dozen cups of coffee a day and never got any exercise.

I think my work is done. Thanks for the chat, it's been lovely.

Boy, is he in a mood! He asked not to be disturbed, and I suree wouldn't go in there if I were you.

By day, lawyer, friend, even lover. By night, Daredevil.

Not bad for a skinny blindd kid from Hell's Kitchen.

Not as flashy as Spider-Man, maybe, but not too shabby.

Heads up, Charming!

Great, he likes to fight. Okay, pal, then party it is!

Heading this way; hope they brought an ambulance.

All right, longjohns, we'll do it without the blade.

I didn't kill him. Not with that blow, not this guy.

What is this guy, a zombie?

You moron, he's not the perp!

Okay, Mr. Off-the-Rack, what else did you leave behind?

How did you know ⸺ Oh. He told you.

He saved my life, did he tell you that?

Do you know how the attacker knew your name?

It's okay, you've been very brave.

It was a kind lie, kindly meant.

Don't ever let me lose you.

Pleading "blind man walked into the door" again, your honor.

It's impressive. What did you do?

Must have been one hell of a wall ⸺

Yaaaay for thee good guy!

So, he was the wall you ran into?

Yeesh, I don't have to worry about you.

The fumes play havoc with my sniffer.

Wht is that tune? You've been humming it for weeks.

Show off. I bet you even know what it means.

If I told you what it meant, that would be showing off.

Maybe it just works better when you've got a little life experience under your belt.

Triumph and hell, all at once. I wish you could have seen it.

Do you have time for coffee?

How about dinner tonight? In a real restaurant. Like grownups.

Off to Rykers. Another day in Fun City.

Have fun storming the castle!

Well, for the love a' ⸺

Maybe I should get Seeing Eye cat?

Seeing Eye gorilla, maybe!

Well, of the two, I guess the brain's more important.

Okay. Tell me the story the way you want to tell it.

They thought I'd be most... diplomatic.

Doesn't it seem a little too tidy? The pink ribbons and all?

Very good. Getting lots done. Very busy.

Does she have spies everywhere?

It's really lovely. I think you'll like it.

It should be lovely, for the amount of money it cost us.

Do we really need three playgrounds?

I presume that when you say "we are taking care of it" you mean you and ⸺

A problem? My dear, I trust you implicitly.

I don't care if you kill off a few of the local to drive the rest off, but don't taint the neighborhood.

He's playing golf! Who put this guy in a position where he can talk to the public?

Go away. You're interrupting my golf game.

Not me, I'm naturally susicious.

I was wondering if it was really any better in the lunch room than at your desk.

I just thought this might be more fun than what you were writing.

Tooth extraction would be more fun than what I'm writing.

Okay, hotshot, I'll take a stroll across the 'Net and see what turns up.

Does it look like they're going to be done with the painting anytime soon?

I don't like to leave you holding the bag, partner, but ⸺

Hey, I know what the fumes do to you.

The painters must be doing a brilliant job, because they're certainly taking their time. Only office is fully painted.

The chaos is too distracting.

Hang tough, partner. The painting can't go on forever.

The painting can't last forever, it'll only seem that way.

The paint fumes are probably eating my brain cells as we speak.

I can't smell anything, my food tastes funny...

I'm wasting away to a shadow of my former self.

I owe you one, when the painting'sdone and you can smell again, dinner's on me.

Two-bit mouthpieces! He actually said that? Who writes his dialouge?

At least he didn't call me shyster. I hate that.

So this guy deals with his problems by insulting you?

Why not just wave a big, huge red flag that says something susicious here?

Diplomacy is great for negotiation, but it makes lousy radio.

I will be the soul of discretion.

Is that what it says?

Nah, but I had you going for a minute, didn't I?

Geez, what a way to die.

Cripes, come down if you want to talk. I don't need a stiff neck.

You find anything out, share the wealth, will you?

Try not to break any of your well-informed friends too badly loking for information, okay?

Right, everytime you come in to chat, I wind up doing renovations. New plate glass, new tables, new ribcage...

[screampied]

OMG!??????

some anon said “Ok, so, gege said that toji bounces from woman to woman when he doesn't have money from a job, so what if reader is one of those women and catches feelings, but toji refuses to stay once he gets paid for his latest gig.”

I LITERALLY HAVE THIS IN MY DRAFTS????

well sorry vaygus 🥰🥰, how are you ? have you sleep well ? what do you plan to do/what did you do 💪🏼💪🏼?

regarding the book, i would recommend it for suuuure, it’s a 10/10 for me ☝🏼☝🏼

i fluent in french bc it’s my native language 😃😃

weeeell, it’s 7:33am for me so i’m going back to sleep, have a nice day 💋💋💋

-🌟

SLAYYYYY more angst enthusiasts im all for it 🙂‍↕️

hehe no worries, hi !!!! i’m okay i just got off work but gotta get up again in likeeee two more hours boo. i have an exam today i think so there’s that 💔💔💔💔 thankfullyyy i only have a few classes for today then i have the rest of the day off omg

yaaaay okayyyy !!! i’ll def look into it bc i need some book recs <3

so cuteeee ! i speak french also although its not my native. its such a pretty language tho 🫨 do you speak any other languages, nonnie??

oop we have such peculiar time differences eheh, goodnight starry sleep well 💓💓🙂‍↕️

[crossover-enthusiast]

YAAAAY IM GLAD YOU LIKE THE SHIPART!!!! uaghhh opposite au ships are cool.... ive been wanting op jack and john to kiss since the beginning

also patty and bob in the op au is very fascinating to me. like just the dynamic is so cute. Patty just adopts bob. steals his kidney

bob is just sitting in an ice bath lke "!??!?!?!?!?!? wtf happened!?!??!?!?!?" and pattys like "oh hai... wanna go on a date?" and bobs too afraid to say no

theyre so cuddly. patty just tells him to do everything "bob carry me," or "bob gimmie a kis :)"

the gang isnt worried about bob tattling bc hes afraid of police, hes just like a guy that shows up sometimes

That image kdjnksjfn

Also GOOD they should kiss. Also I hadn't even considered OP Jawbreaker until I saw that like. I think they'd have a fun dynamic it feels really cute

AND YEAH Patty/Bob just sounds like. VERY fun pairing there. If Bob's still working at that bakery I just imagine Patty comes in sometimes and is like "hey can you give me some stuff for me n the gang kthx" and then like. Gives him a kiss as payment instead of money lmao

[kirby-the-gorb]

[fandomspov]

･ ﾟ𖡼 ︎ִֶָ⁀➷

I LOVE YOU | h. styles

「 sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ 」 ଽ harry comes home angry and starts a fight with you .

「 ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs 」 ଽ swearing ; angst ; sad

「 ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ 」 ଽ 974

➪ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ's ɴᴏᴛᴇs ❝ hi loves, please don't steal my work and if you repost it make sure to give credits. requests are always opened, enjoy ❞

THE door slammed shut, loud bang echoing through the house waking you up from your accidental nap on the cozy couch "harry, what happened?"

you questioned him with a really worried and tired expression on your face "you won't understand it anyway so drop it, move your legs!" he shouted, wanting to sit on the couch. you obeyed and he dropped next to you.

"babe you're gonna wake emily up" you told him in a more silent tone

'she loves him more than anything'

you had a normal life with him, until he started drinking and going to clubs. once, you found out that he hooked up with a girl but, you couldn't leave him because you have child with him and because you still love and care about him.

"do i look like i care right now! come on y/n don't act like you care about her! i don't love her, i never did and i never will!" he screamed really loud and you started tearing up 'how could he say something like that, emily is his daughter

"and i don't love you either, you're always so clingy, i start to think that you're using me for money! so, you can take your kid and leave my house"

"harry, love, you're just drunk, let's talk in the morning, maybe you-" "i'm not drunk, stop bugging me about it and leave me alone!" you gulped and went upstairs to bed, crying yourself to sleep.

in the morning you woke up with harry snoring next to you. you rubbed your eyes and looked at the clock. 6:28 am "im done with this bullshit" you got up and silently packed your bags, you want into emily's room to wake her up

"good morning princess" you smiled caressing her cheek. she whined "good morning" "you have to get up were going to samantha's today"

"really? i love auntie sam" she squealed and jumped out of bed, you started packing her bags and helped her get dressed, it was already 7:49. i hope harry's not awake.

entering the living room you saw harry in the kitchen frame, looking at you with a confused face. "emily go in the car i'll be there in a bit"

she nodded and waved harry bye. poor girl didn't know what was happening. "wait where are you guys going?" you rolled your eyes "you'll finally be alone like you wanted all along" grabbing your purse and coat. "come on love please"

"don't! -call me that right now. i fucking hate you and your guts, you can take your ring cause i'm out of here." you pulled your ring off and threw it at his feet "y/n please-"

you slammed the door in his face, a few tears streaming down your face but you quickly wiped them away. you met your daughter and gave her a warm smile "let's go to auntie's" "yaaaay"

"it's ok y/n, he's an asshole, i bet he regrets it now" your sister sam, said, rubbing the top of your head as you rested it on her chest

"i just can't believe he would say something like that about his daughter, i understand if it would've been about me but emily? she adores him, she's his daughter goddammit" you cried.

seeing you like this just broke her heart, harry always seemed so sweet and nice. she was wrong.

"i say you should get a divorce" sam advised but you shook your head "i can't, emily needs a father figure in her life." "and you still love him, don't you?" you nodded

your head in her chest as you cried even more. after a few days, emily asked if she could go back to harry. she misses him a lot and sadly so do you. "mommy can we go see daddy please?" she begged you

"now? baby it's too late, he's sleeping" "pretty please" she kept giving you puppy eyes so you gave in "ok fine, we're going" her squeals of happiness made you smile, her brown hair falling on her face, pulling your hand up to scoot it away behind her tiny ears.

you knocked on the door, when it opened you saw him with bloodshot eyes like he was crying. your daughter jumped on him and he picked her up while you were staring at the ground with a blank face.

"daddy i missed you so so much" emily exclaimed and tears started to roll down your cheeks.

"i missed you more princess" he hugged his daughter as his life depended on it and she hugged him back. he kissed her forehead then put emily on the couch so she can watch tv "y/n can we please talk?"

he questioned you and you followed him into the kitchen. "look love, i'm sorry i said those things, i realized how stupid i was and how much i loved both of you. i can't live without you two in my life you're my family, please please forgive me" he started crying while begging you for forgiveness.

"harry.." "suddenly he fell to his knees burying his face in your stomach as tears stained your shirt. "please love i'll do anything just to get you back, i promise it'll never happen again. i'll try to get better and change"

you pulled him up by his shirt and broke down, he quickly pulled you into his chest. you silently sobbed so emily doesn't hear. harry kissed your forehead and whispered in your ear "i love you so much"

"i love you too" he then pulled out your ring from his pocket and asked "will you be my wife again?" "of course" both of you smile as he slipped the ring on your finger "mommy, daddy i'm tired"

emily yawns from the couch and you take her to her room and put her in bed "good night princess" you say as harry kissed her forehead. at the end of the day, everyone deserves a second chance.

[thedragonboi]

Food or fiend

Before the game show began we had to sign a waiver to excuse any injuries sustained from the poison. They couldn’t make us sign anything agreeing to our death though, which was a plus I suppose, and also the reason there were on site medics. No one was allowed to *die* per say, but then again, what was good tv without seeing someone suffer? That seems like a universal constant. Though for once they offered good money for the risk.

Once the legal issues were out of the way we were briefed on how the show would go: the announcer would make their appearance, take turns getting blindfolded, be shown our foods to choose from, make our choice then immediately get checked by the medics once the ad break began. If enough of us survived then round two would begin, in which we’d have to taste as much food as possible in under 3 minutes without getting poisoned. Seems simple enough.

The first contestant was given the choice between what seemed to be a plate of cake balls. They looked nearly identical, the only difference being one was a slightly darker shade of chocolate than the other. They chose the darker and was taken away in a stretcher after blood was seen in their vomit and apparently suffering temporary nervous system damage along with that. How fun. The second came out much better, having to choose between two sandwiches and lucking out, getting the non poisoned one. The third had to choose between what looked like octopus tentacles that were skinned so they couldn’t tell what species. The third thankfully survived. All that was left was me…yaaaay.

I was last in line, told to blindfold myself and make sure I couldn’t see before they brought out whatever I was meant to taste test.

“Last but not least we have our human contestant, first of their kind on our show. Will they fare any better? Or will they suffer a grim fate today?”.

There was a gentle “oooh” from the audience before I heard the announcer speak up “now here, audience, we have the perfectly safe beverage, while next to it we have the perilous poison, famous for causing circulatory attacks, fever, dizziness and an inability to rest, resulting in death by exhaustion”. Well those didn’t sound fun. I suppose it could be worse, death by exhaustion could be avoided since it’d take a while. When the announcer was done hyping up the audience I was allowed to take off my blind fold and was surprised to find two drinks in front of me.

I take a look at the two drinks. The two were the exact same in colour, a gentle coffee brown. I pick them both up, one in each hand: they were both the exact same temperature too, at least from what I could tell, just a little hotter than lukewarm. I guess I should’ve expected that with how long I had to wait for my turn. Last test before I drank was smell. Bringing them in close one smelled exactly like coffee while the other just smelled of hot water...if that made sense. I knew caffeine in coffee was slightly poisonous but there’s no way there was enough in this cup to harm me. This must be a red herring. Something to throw me off. The other probably has a drop of cyanide in it or something really nasty. I guess there was only one way to find out.

I put down the second cup and take a sip from the coffee smelling one. There was an immediate reaction, but not from me. The audience burst out in a mix of yelling and “no”‘s in various languages. It was too late though, I had already swallowed my sip. Fuck. Did I take the wrong one? Was this a double bluff situation? I could feel the blood drain from my face and silently begged for the ad break to begin so that I could go to the medic but the damn announcer started talking.

“Oooh, seems like humans don’t have the acute senses we thought they did. Unfortunately our contestant drank the poisoned drink. Well we’re gonna have to call that game over. Don’t worry folks there’ll be more after the break” they yelled in a slightly too cheery tone.

There was a pause as everyone waited for the cameras to go off air before the medics rushed over to look over me but seemed surprised that I was still standing. I eagerly follow them to a little side bench where they looked over me but after a quick blood test jab they found no harmful levels of poison. That, along with how I seemed to show no symptoms led them to assume the cups were mixed up, and I hadn’t gotten poisoned.

God that was such a relief to hear, I could practically feel the panic slip away like butter. I was told to go back to my seat at the game show table while they’d take the cups to make sure their hypothesis was correct and they were mixed up. The ad break ended moments after I sat down and listened through the announcer declaring round two had begun. There was only me and two others to compete against. The aim had changed, and now we had to test as many items on our table sections as possible within a time limit.

“And the human has somehow survived to the next round. A miracle if I’ve ever seen one. Now the aim of this round is to test as many foods as possible before the time runs out, or you fall unconscious. Ready?”

Before anyone could answer the announcer started counting down, getting the audience to join in for the final 3,2,1.

I look out at the foods in front of me and was surprised to find things like curry, cake, tacos, salad, burgers and more. I was a little cautious, looking through all the ingredients before taking a tiny bite and finding they were fine. The other two contestants followed my lead and tried out even the spicy stuff, figuring if I don’t get poisoned then they wouldn’t either. Plus it was until you got knocked out, if I got conked out first then they both had better chances of winning so even if they did eat poison they’d exit this show victorious.

By the end of the three minutes I was fine, if suffering a bit of taste whiplash. Note to self, never eat cake right after tacos, it’s not nice. I couldn’t say the same for the other contestants though. One got pulled away after two minutes and had to receive medical attention, while the other was still standing, or...sitting, but barely. Itching themselves all over and doubled over in what seemed to be abdominal pain. Well the answer to that question came quick. It wasn’t half a second after time was called before they threw up on the floor and had to be taken away, still itching their shell off.

I had won. By some strange miracle, I had survived. Another ad break was called and the medic from before had come back, after dealing with the new patients that is. They motion for me to come over “sorry human, seems you did drink the poison from earlier, somehow you just...haven’t gotten symptoms. Which is good, just confusing is all” they shrug before going off to collect the eaten foods for testing. They had to figure out what antidotes to administer to the others after all.

Was that it? Do I win even though I’ve technically been poisoned? There seemed to be no one else fit enough to take the prize. The ad break had ended again and I was going to find my answer pretty soon. Thankfully I didn’t have to go back on stage, now only the announcer on screen as they addressed viewers at home “well folks we’ve had an interesting night tonight, by a strange set of events the human has won tonight’s Food or Feind show!”. I was motioned to go back onstage and give one last smile to the camera before they cut to what I was going to win and what consolation prizes the others would be getting for their time and suffering. I had won!

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This was written for a prompt made by u/dethklok_36

Thanks for reading, I’d love feedback

[mistahgrundy]

doing ok I guess

almost been a week. I feel kinda useless in this process since husband and his sister have to go through the house and cancel/transfer all the bills. They’ve been doing a pretty great job at that, SIL especially, I dont know how she does it. I guess it’s just a matter of has to. Someone else is helping with the 401k and the remainder of the social security, so we’re not sure what’s happening with that yet.

Last I heard from MIL a couple weeks ago her 401k had about 500k in it. She’s been putting back so much money to try and retire comfortably and in the recent years the interest was just doubling it or something, and she was like yaaaay I can live and then she got ovarian cancer that spread to her bones... :(

sorry. anyway. I think what we’re gonna do is take our half and pay off the rest of this house so we can stay here and save up money because without a mortgage living here would be less expensive than renting somewhere else. The property tax is about 4000 4 times a year I think? but that’s not set in stone and this area is just going insane with the housing prices. Stupid asshole Elon Musk. Piece of shit. Move somewhere else. Fuck. Fuck him. It would be so cool if he died. Get the fuck out of my town. You too joe Rogan. Fuck off you deworming cream taking idiot.

but yeah I don’t think I have to worry about being able to live somewhere. We don’t have the money yet, though, so we can’t quite unclench. Still no death certificate. But they did write a very nice obituary. Man it was so good.

Went through her old photos for the memorial this weekend, it was so good to see how she looked before she got sick, I can replace her memory in my head with that. I don’t want to remember her as being sick anymore. I want to remember her being full of life and having hair.

[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 2766

today i went to the doctor. she tested me for covid and for the flu, as she thinks those are the two main culprits that this could be. i won't get those results for a few days, so i'm staying home more. yaaaay. /s

but i've felt like poopy and i don't wanna go anywhere. the good thing about being sick is that you don't go anywhere and you don't spend any money because you don't go anywhere. so the money you don't earn you also don't spend. so you're kind of at an equilibrium point, but only if you have some kind of savings. i got my tax return today, so that takes off a lot of the stress of not being able to pay my bills because i haven't been at work for the last week. and a half, at least, because i won't be going in until at least thursday. so rip me.

joel is worried about me. when he felt crummy the other day, it lasted for two days. he felt like shit on tuesday night and wednesday, and i felt like shit on wednesday night. he was better by friday, so three days. i'm still feeling like shit. it's been five full days now, and i don't anticipate i'll feel much better tomorrow.

i miss eating balanced meals that felt appetizing. it doesn't feel good. i've been eating more and better food than i have in a while, and like, i recognize that i should always eat food, but i get so busy i forget to eat. i guess that can be a common problem for people with adhd and asd, so i need to figure out a better way to do that than to not deal with it.

good news is i don't feel so sad or empty! i'm just feeling sick at this point, so thankfully there's not so much depression goin on now. once im not sick anymore, i think i'll be much better than i was before last week started. i already am emotionally, partly because i haven't had to interact with these people and partly because my supervisor is wonderful and is supportive of my not seeing any of those students anymore, so i don't have to face that conversation alone, if at all. so that's nice.

in the meantime i'm still coughing a bunch, and my nose is still running, but my cough is productive and my nose guck is clear. that's good news. now i just need to get to sleep properly.

[myvirtualscratchpaper]

Zoomester Studyblr Challenge

Day 30- What’s the best advice someone has given you?

"Live by the day.", My family always says this. My mom, my uncles, and even my grandmother used to say this all the time though it varies how they say it but it also means the same.

I tend to over worry and be anxious about everything. But going through really tough times, it's hard to see past that day you're in. Their advice comes from experience and not just to brush of my worry. There was a time when we don't even know if I can come to school that day because my mom had no lunch money to give me, but everyday, she finds a way to make things happen. Today is always what you need to face, so focus on it. Enjoy it.

It's like taking one step at a time and soon you'll find yourself miles away from that moment and everything is better.

April 30, 2021

Congratulations to me!!! Today is the end of my zoomester studyblr challenge. I made it!!! 🌼 Not only that but today is the deadline of all my pending school works and I'm glad to say I can submit them all today with no conflicts! One day at a time, as my mom would say. Yaaaay 🌺

[cafedanslanuit]

(Hey! I'm from South America too! Yayyyy!) What if Jumin got stucked quarantined with MC on her parents house and she got a cold (no covid symptoms) and MC's parents were the overbearing nosy type (you know, latino parents 😂)? Would Jumin side with them and their home remedies? What to do when you can't make use of all your money instead😱? Lol! Thanks! 🤡

I’m a simple girl, I see a request for a latina MC and I write it down <3 So yaaaay! So nice to have you reading my blog~ I had SO MUCH FUN writing these headcanons! I tried to make MC’s parents feel as a couple of VERY latino parents without falling into stereotypes and I think I got it. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it <3

important note: even if this is set in the current pandemic, it’s very light and fun, so have no worries! <3 and there are no mentions of the virus, so nobody feels triggered ~

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Listen, Jumin is a man of SCIENCE. He may not understand it completely but this man is a very preoccupied caretaker when it comes to MC getting sick. He has a personal doctor that will come at any hour to the penthouse and do a check up even if all she has is the stomach flu.

MC isn’t used to that, but he lets her husband take care of her. It feels nice to see how much Jumin cares about her well-being.

They were visiting her parents in South America, whom they hadn’t seen since the wedding. Jumin hadn’t really been to MC’s hometown before, so he was looking forward doing some sightseeing, tourism and trying new commoner foods he just had to try, as MC said. He didn’t know what the big deal was about this salchipapa, it was just fried sausage and french fries, but MC was really excited about taking him to a food truck and making him have a bite of everything.

But the pandemic started.

At first, MC was sad about they not being able to do any kind of tourism while on her country, as she was looking forward teaching Jumin about her culture. They planned to stay in a hotel, but MC’s parents insisted they both stayed with them to save money and also have their daughter close. Considering it would be a good idea to take care of her folks in that situation, they agreed.

Everyone had agreed to speak English in the house as he didn’t understand Spanish quite well yet and MC’s parents didn’t understand Korean at all.

Jumin didn’t understand latino parents.

And no, he didn’t mean in in a bad way. He knew how much MC loved her parents and it was obvious they loved her too, but the amount of boundaries they had broken and how unphased MC seemed was really confusing.

For starters, her mom would randomly knock their bedroom door and bring them both a warm drink made of oatmeal and apples. It’s sweet, warm and suddenly he’s not feeling cold anymore.

“What’s this called, my love?” “Quaker.” “Yeah, that’s the brand of the oatmeal but what’s the drink called.” “…Quaker” “That’s what you call it?” “…Apple quaker?”

Another day, he was reading on his Kindle in the living room, when MC’s mother approached him, asking him what he wished to have for dinner, as everyone had already had their favourite dish in the week. He was startled and didn’t feel comfortable saying he liked steak or any other dish he actually liked, considering he knew MC’s parents weren’t wealthy enough to eat what he did on a daily basis.

Thankfully, MC saved him and told her mom she should prepare bisteck a lo pobre, and that he would probably like that.

“Bisteck?” “Yeah, beef steak.” “…But you said bisteck.” “It’s steak with fried egg and fried bananas and rice. It’s actually really good, trust me on this.”

Jumin also found out they ate rice with every dish. And he meant it. Every. Single. Dish.

Bisteck a lo pobre was really good though.

After lunch, the four of them would always stay on the table and chat a little. MC’s parents would take that chance to ask him about their lives in Korea, how were you adapting to a married life, if you were planning to have children soon, what funny stories he could them them about C&R etc. (spoiler: he didn’t think there were funny stories happening in C&R) 

They also liked to tell him embarrassing stories about MC’s time in highschool, which made her blush deep red, even though he found those stories endearing.

He liked to see them taking care of you both, but couldn’t help but compare it to his relationship with his own father, who loved him as well but wasn’t as warm and… interested with his relationship as MC’s parents were. It was nice, but really new for him.

Three weeks into the confinement, MC came down with the flu.

Jumin asked MC’s father what was their number of their personal physician. He answered they didn’t have one, they just went to the hospital whenever someone was ill.

Jumin: ????

Since it was only the flu and nothing else to worry about (Jumin had ended up calling a private laboratory to test MC and she was negative), all they had to do was wait for her symptoms to go away. Jumin suggested they call a pharmacy and buy some pills, but MC’s mother called nonsense. There was no need for ingesting so many chemicals.

Jumin: ?????????????????

He was reading to MC in their bedroom, trying to get her to relax, when her mom knocked the door. After MC asked her to come in, she entered the room, smiling softly at the newlyweds. 

“Baby, it's time for your inhalaciones de eucalipto" “Yes mom, let me just grab a towel"

As MC stood up, Jumin looked at her confused.

“A towel? In... all-- what?"

"Oh, steam inhalations. My mom puts some eucalipto leaves on a bowl with boiling water. I sit on the floor and cover myself and the bowl with a towel and breathe deep” she explained, as she took a towel from the closet.

“Like a sauna?”

“Yes! Just like that. Eucalipto helps with breathing”

Jumin never thought he would see her wife grab a bowl of boiling water with leaves, sit on the floor and cover herself with a towel but there she was. Giggling at her confusion, she invited him under the towel, saying there was no harm in him being with you there. He obliged to her request.

Ten seconds later, Jumin stood up, coughing, as he felt ice on his lungs.

“What was that plant?!” he asked in between coughs

“Sorry! I forgot my mom also put Vick Vaporub in it”

“YOU’RE BREATHING VICK VAPORUB?”

“IT’S FOR THE LUNGS”

The same night, you spiked a low fever. As Jumin changed again the wet cloth on your forehead, he heard your mother knocking on the door again. She showed MC a white bottle with a red cap and immediately he saw his wife’s eyes widening in horror.

“No” “But it’ really good for--” “No, no way” “But MC…” “Mom, I can’t stand thymoline…”

MC explained to Jumin it was usual for people in your country to soak the cloth in thymoline, since it supposedly helped lower the fever, but you couldn’t stand the smell. Seeing you mother insisted it was better than just water, he decided to check if it really had such a bad odor as MC said.

No, it didn’t.

It was worse.

The next day, the fever was gone, but MC still had a runny nose. For breakfast, her mother replaced quaker with a suspiciously good smelling tea. And he was a sucker for new tea.

“What’s in there, dear?” he asked

“Hmmm, what was in it, mom?” MC asked, redirecting the question to her mother.

“Borraja, escorzonera, eucalipto, menta and muña” she explained.

“Ah, Eucalipto. The one you used for the sauna” he remembered.

“Yes, that one. Would you like a cup too? It could help you prevent from getting the flu too” MC’s mom offered.

Jumin looked at MC, doubtful

“It doesn’t have Vaporub, right?”

“It doesn’t” MC giggled. “This one tastes actually good”

“Yes, thank you.”

When MC was about to take a sip, her father cleared his throat, looking at her with a raised eyebrow.

“What do we say before taking medicine?” he asked

“En nombre de Dios” MC sighed, and took her first sip. She then looked at Jumin and explained to him. “En nombre de Dios. In the name of God. Dad and mom always told me I should say that so the medicine works”

“Weren’t you an atheist?” Jumin asked. He couldn’t barely finish his question before MC began coughing loudly, gaining her folks attention. Once she regained her breath, she shot him a warning glare.

“Don’t say that in front of them!” she whispered. “They hate it when I say that. They think you made me convert back to christianity so let’s keep it like that”.

The symptoms disappeared in the course of three days with MC’s mom’s herbal remedies. Even if he couldn’t understand how MC could breathe Vick, he really enjoyed the tea her mom made for them both.

Jumin felt at ease chatting with her father or trying out new teas her mother made for him. He found out he didn’t have so hard to get along with them, as they were also welcoming him into their family.

Even if it was still new for him to see parents as invested in their daughter’s life as hers, he could see where did MC learn to be warm and caring as she was with him. Someday, he decided, he would go back again with his wife to do the tourism they couldn’t do this time and bring back as many of her mother’s herbal teas as he could.

[2ynjns]

wrong package || tomorrow x together

day 30 of 31 days of christmas with ydale

pairings: txt x reader

genre: neighbors!au, slice of life, fluff

warnings: slight profanity. this is inspired by my own experience except the txt part and i found friends HAHA kms. and also this is the last txt christmas upload of the series! WOOHOO! i hope you all enjoy it!

*ding!*

you excitedly unlocked your phone to check the notification you got. you ordered some clothes and miscellaneous items online as a christmas gift to yourself. you have been patiently waiting for this day to come most especially you can’t wait to unbox the items you bought and use it at home and keep yourself sane during quarantine.

your package has been delivered!

**** Express 0000000 from KOREA delivered as of 12/30/2020 04:21 PM.

Reply STOP to cancel msgs.

you giggled out of excitement and rushed to your front door.

you swung the front door open wide and didn’t see any package at all. you figured the delivery man probably left it inside the mailbox. you quickly ran back to your room and took your jacket to wear so you could go outside and check your mailbox.

“mom! i’ll be back. imma just check the mailbox!” you didn’t wait for your mom’s answer and just headed out your house and ran to your mailbox. 

you walked quickly because first, you’re wearing a thin jacket and shorts and you’re only wearing flip flops. the cold breeze of nature hit your legs and your face even though you barely stepped out of your house.

you opened the mailbox and found a box inside. the box isn’t relatively big or small, it’s just a perfect sized box that fit inside your mailbox.

what could fit inside this box that i ordered? you asked yourself.

you ordered so many items online that you can’t even keep track of it. all those tracking numbers that you have put on your phone is uncountable, really, you didn’t hold back on spending your money.

you ran back inside your house and rushed to your room. you grabbed the box cutter and clapped your hands, happily giggling to yourself and started cutting the box open.

“yaaaay! here i c-- what the hell is this?”

you were dumbfounded from what you saw inside the box. you quickly closed it and checked the name on the box.

Choi Soobin

**** Cherry Blossom Ave

South Korea

“who the hell is choi soobin?” you said and scratched your hair from frustration because one, you got the wrong package: two, you don’t know where your actual package is: three: who the hell is choi soobin??

oh wait, you thought. this is literally the same street as my house. you muttered to yourself.

“lemme search the address!”

you grabbed the phone and opened your maps apps and searched the house address stated on the shipping label.

“it’s my next door neighbor?” you whispered to yourself carrying the box outside to your living room.

as soon as you got to your living room, you found your mom talking to someone at the front door. you peeked to see who was your mom talking to and you saw a tall guy holding a huge box while smiling.

“oh, there you are y/n. our neighbor said your package was delivered to their address. he dropped it off for you.” your mom opened the door wider, exposing you looking shocked than before.

you shuffled to come closer to your front door and asked the tall guy. “are you choi soobin?” he smiled at you and nodded his head. 

you looked at the opened box you’re holding and passed it to him. “uh, here’s your package. i accidentally opened it cause i thought it was mine.” you awkwardly giggled and took your correct package from him.

“don’t worry, i immediately closed the box as soon as i saw what’s inside.” you said and continued your awkward laugh.

soobin just blushed and smiled at you. “no worries, it’s okay. the packages are mainly for my friends anyway.” he said and tucked the box to his sides.

“what are you gonna say, y/n?” your mom said to you while both her hands are on the side. you looked at her and pouted.

“yeah, uh. thanks for dropping off my package.” you said and bowed. he boxed back and smiled one last time, “no problem. thanks for this too.” he said and waved at your mom.

your mom pushed you aside and took your spot as she talked to soobin.

“you’re that neighbor from next door right? the one with your four other friends? don’t you only live with them?” your mom went no chill on her questions. you nudged her a bit and pouted and eyed her at the same time. warning her to stop asking so many personal questions.

soobin looked back to see his four other friends hysterically waving their hands in the air. he turned his gaze back to you and your mom and smiled. “yeah, me and my friends live alone without our parents.” 

your mom smiled and opened the door even wider this time. your eyes almost popped out from her action making you step back a little bit, too.

“poor kids. why don’t you have dinner here with me and y/n? Invite your friends too! and don’t worry we won’t harm you, well y/n might. but i won’t. have a proper meal with us, treat us like your own family from now on.” you mom said letting soobin in and calling the four other boys who were waiting outside.

you glared at your mom and made an irritated face. you looked up to see soobin starting down at you and that made your shy and hug the package your got.

“i guess we’re friends now?” soobin smiled and handed his hand out. “i’m soobin, and y/n right?” he asked. 

you looked at his hand, then back to his face, then back to his hand and hesitated on shaking his hands. but you did anyways.

“yeah, i’m y/n. and that’s my mom, y/m/n. sorry if she’s being weird right now. i hope you don’t mind. but yeah, please feel free at home.” you said and watched four more boys entering your house.

“wow! you’re such a cool neighbor. hi mrs. neighbor. i’m huening kai.” one guy said. your mom giggled from his introduction and guided your neighbors to the dining table. the boys introduced themselves one by one and your learned that their names are soobin, yeonjun, beomgyu, taehyun and huening kai and they all live together for university.

“well, feel free to feel at home. you can visit us anytime too, please give my child a social life.” your mom patted your head. you looked at your mom and pursed your lips.

“geez, thanks mom.” the boys laughed.

“don’t worry, mrs. y/l/n. we’ll take care of y/n.” yeonjun said and finally started eating.

“oh, christmas is next week. you all should celebrate christmas with us.” your mom suggested. you sighed and took a bite of the rice. “y/n’s dad will be home and you all should meet him. he’d love to have more children at home since y/n is an only child.” your mom added.

you drank water from your cup and looked around. oh, yeah. it is christmas next week.

“sure mrs. y/l/n! we’ll try to bring in food too.” taehyun said. “i’ll bring christmas hats.” beomgyu added.

and from then, you found new friends, aka your neighbors.

[junggoku]

open heart book 2 and its current plot threads

man, looking at it so far they’ve already set up a lot of drama and plot threads and it’s only been 5 chapters ajdhsjs i just complied all the plot points and threads that i’ve noticed while replaying below. this is a long one that no one asked for but i wanted to gather my thoughts since a lot is gonna be happening our second year it seems.

WARNING: CONTAINS SPOILERS and shitty theories from yours truly

-the death of someone we apparently know and love: at this point, it’s too early to say decisively who it is. it could be anyone really (except the LI’s. i still don’t think they’re gonna kill off rafael he’s most likely just a red herring). they hit us with this one right off the bat and is a major plot thread.

-esme and dr. thorne: this is obviously gonna start rearing its head later. we don’t know much about thorne yet and what he’s capable of. we just know he’s got a grudge, he’s influential, and we’ve been warned about him (harper doesn’t like him. we do as harper does)

-the state of edenbrook and financial problems: this is another obvious huge one. this is definitely gonna be bleeding into a lot of the drama that unfolds in the story and between the characters. It will also be the overarching issue that they have to work towards solving. we’re already seeing how its affecting everyone and we just got a hint that mass kenmore is also suffering. which is the seed planted for another problem later.

-rafael and sora: if you’re romancing him, you get tha added drama of being in a love triangle yaaaay! he may or may not also be dying so this could go hand in hand with the first point. either way, it’s drama.

-bryce’s family and his little sister: we just got introduced to this one. this is a whole can of worms on its own with his parents being criminals (and wealthy ones at that) and now his younger sister is staying with him after running away from home for a reason that hasn’t been explained yet. this is gonna be a fun one to watch unfold. angsty, but fun! especially if you’re romancing him, you’re touching on the emotional aspects with him now more than the physical (keke)

-ethan: ...in general. yeah this guy gets a whole point on his own because my god this man has so much drama and angst surrounding him, it’s practically bleeding out of his pores. if you’re romancing him, you’re already subscribing into the forbidden relationship storyline. the whole “will they, won’t they” shebang. the writers have also laid the groundworks for what is possibly the overarching theme within his route this time: you and ethan’s disagreements on how the diagnostics team (and the hospital as a whole) should proceed forward. this one’s interesting since the writers foreshadowed it in chapter one with ethan’s diamond scene when he and mc talked about standing up to one’s superiors. looks like ethan himself will be a superior we need to stand up to. we also know we’re gonna be getting drama in the form of his absent mother who walked out on him 25 years ago. all in all, i’m not sure if ethan stans are winning or losing at this point.

-jackie’s financial troubles: not only is money a very, very big problem now at edenbrook, our salary’s are getting cut and they’re paying the residents an intern’s salary. jackie seems to be the one hit the hardest with this, since we saw her check get bounced, and she doesn’t want to ask her family for help (which could also play into more problems later).

-sienna’s exhaustion: i’m not sure if this is gonna end up being more significant later, but the writers consistently bring up how sienna appears very tired and i am Worried(tm). not much else to say on this right now, but @ mitch....if you’re picking on her and making her life harder..............watch yourself

-rivalry with mass kenmore: with the state budget being cut, and all the hospitals scrambling to stay afloat, edenbrook isn’t the only one panicking. like kyra said in chapter 5, mass kenmore is also a hospital that got hit hard and they’re looking for a method to keep themselves open. from the description for chapter 6, it appears that they’re also gonna be jumping on the bandwagon of chasing after wealthy, high-profile patients to fund them. also since people have posted the outfits spoilers weeks ago, mc’s “undercover” mass kenmore uniform makes sense if you operate with this happening.

-aurora and transferring to mass kenmore: i guess this could also go with the point above and play into the rivalry later since MK technically is stealing away one of edenbrook’s most talented doctors. i’m not sure what else could ensue from this, but i can’t imagine this won’t come up later as some dramatic point.

-declan nash and panacea labs: and of course, we can’t forget this one. with the way book 1 ended, i can’t imagine declan isn’t planning some form of revenge on mc and ethan here. the writers are already sprinkling this back in with those frequent appearances from declan at the hospital. he also said some concerning things about funding and money (that the mc noted too). too early to say what form this will take, but we should keep this one in the back of our heads. we haven’t seen the last of nash and he won’t let us forget it. (again, harper hates him. we do as harper does)

WHEEEW so that was long. i don’t think anyone cares enough to read all this but man, my blood pressure’s already rising, thinking about all this. AND IT’S ONLY FIVE CHAPTERS IN! remember when the oph team said a lot of things are gonna be happening our second year. they weren’t kidding.

[pebblysand]

[may '21] - the life update no one asked for (and some quick links)

Hello team! How are you? What a month it has been! But: we have had some proper sun, the days are getting longer, I have gin&tonic with me to give me fuel to write this and it is now the 30th of april - yay! I know I'm bending the rules of these monthly posts a bit there, by writing the may post by anticipation but I really want to focus on 'proper' writing this weekend, so I hope that you will forgive me :).

But, first, some quick links to different blog pages you might not see on mobile :

to read my fics [links to the hinny ficfest fics: one ; two ; three]

to read my original work

fic recs [new additions]

proper blog/site [that I never update but maybe one day I’ll bother]

[NOTE: i am currently accepting prompts for short ficlets on the hp fandom if you fancy. my ask box is open :).]

Everything else, under the cut (contains: ETAs for current WIPs - say, if you’re waiting for chapter 8 of castles, for instance... -, reading lists, and life update)

Currently, I’m writing:

**Castles [HP - post-war canon]**

links extended a/n-s: chapter v ; chapter vi

This is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT the priority for the coming days. We are having a bank holiday here in Ireland on Monday and the main objective now is to get the first draft of next chapter done. I have the outlines (both general and particular) and have - maybe - around 15% of the actual chapter done. Due to external factors (more on that below), I've had quite a hard time finding the time and energy to actually focus on this over the past few weeks which is why I kind of booked out this weekend to Get Shit Done. Hopefully, it works. ETA for next chapter: 30th May.

**R O A R series**

Harry&Hermione one-shot [ETA: July probably]

An original horror/thriller story [ETA: this is the next thing (after castles chap 8 on the agenda. Considering the ETA for chapter 8 of castles, we're probably looking at beginning of June for this.]

Something to fill this silk prompt [ETA: TBD]

That Peaky Blinders fic I started and never finished [ETA: TBD]

** Hinny Ficfest **

I am very happy to announce that I'll have not one but two short stories coming out for the upcoming hinny ficfest. I obviously can't talk about them too much on here but here's what I can tell you.

- the first one will be called: [like fire in the rain] and answers to prompt 78 - "truth or dare". It's a short three sentence story (a format I used to enjoy but haven't done on tumblr in aaaaages) that's a bit angsty (you know me) and is set within the 'sunlit days' in year 6.

- the second one, I'm not too sure of the title yet, but right now I'm thinking of a line from a song by passenger called 'holes': [she said the wolf's just a puppy and the door's double-locked (so what'd you gotta worry me for?)]. this is (loosely) inspired by prompt 27 (Molly finding out about Ginny/Harry) the summer after the war, but has kind of grown into a what-if-castles-wasn't-my-headcanon kind of fic. It's currently just shy of 3,000 words. I'm considering posting it on AO3/FF as well by the time it comes out on here but I'm not sure. We'll see.

They're both fully written but need a bit of polish but will definitely be ready by the 10th :).

Currently, I’m reading:

Calypso by David Sedaris: I've finished this! It was absolutely lovely - would highly recommend if you're looking for a nice, non-fiction read. I'd probably give it four stars. Not magnificent but definitely worth a read.

I’ve started re-reading the Divergent series because I have the attention span of a five year old atm. -- Update: yeah, still there. I don't think I've picked this up recently.

I've also started Watch Her Fall by Erin Kelly. I really loved her thriller He Said/She Said so thought I'd give it a try. For now, it's fine but I've found it sort of hard to get into it if I'm honest.

I’m still labouring through Troubled Blood, the JKR/RobertGalbraith book (ugh), but I have made significant progress on this. I'm on page 789 so almost at the end. I cannot wait to be finished with it. On top of everything else, it's just way too long. And, that's coming from someone whose favourite HP book is OOTP.

In other news:

I have to say, this month's been a bit of a struggle. Not in terms of mental health but just a lot of things happening at once. I had my exams at the start of the month, obviously, then I went home to France. Then, Ireland decided to introduce mandatory hotel quarantine so I had to change my tickets, come back early to avoid it. Then, the day before I left, my mother had a stroke. I just - I don't want to dwell on this too much. It's over, now, she's fine, has (from what the MRI showed) very little damage to her brain. She's at home and living her best life. Frankly, she's a bit of a miracle. This being said, I can't explain to you the stress and anxiety and heartache of last few weeks, and of not knowing what to do. Of not being able to fly home, having to be in Ireland because I was starting a new job and couldn't afford the hotel quarantine; it was just a lot. I think I didn't even have words to put on it at the time, which is why I didn't write about it before. It's easier now, now that it's over. In the thick of it, I didn't know where to start.

Now, I also didn't want to mention this because I don't mean it as a sob story. I just feel like I should explain why I haven't been the best at putting content out, lately. For that first week after it happened, when we were waiting for the medical exams to come through, I had to start a new job, pretend to be 'happy to be here' and 'excited' like everything was fine and that alone kind of sucked all the energy out of me. I was texting her every half hour at the same time, anxiously waiting for a reply. She lives alone, you see, and she's the only family I have left. I feel bad about not being able to write, but it's been hard. I just couldn't focus. On top of that, while the new job is interesting (and it pays money, yaaaay!), it's just a new routine to get back into, so I've also been feeling very tired.

Additionally, the extrovert in me has been begging to see more of her mates, lately. The weather has been really nice and I'm so eager to go out that I have struggled to keep my resolutions of 'no, I'm staying in and writing tonight.' I used to get plenty of social interactions at work, back in the day, but now that I'm fully remote, all I want to do on my days off is see people (especially with the easing of restrictions in Ireland). I feel like overall, it's fair, though. Introverts have struggled in our society for years, now, it's fair that we, extroverts, during the pandemic, bear more of the burden. It's just that this sudden return of my social life has also not truly catered to much writing time, haha. Hopefully, May will be more stable.

I am feeling better, now. Mum is doing good, the results of her MRI were very positive and the only real thing that's changed is that she says she's 'exhausted' which I guess can be expected after a stroke, haha. She's a warrior and I love her. This week, I've been feeling finally more able to focus and with the bank holiday, I really hope to get some proper writing done. I just need to escape in the magic of HP again, haha.

Anyways, sorry for this rather grim update. I suppose I also want to be honest and say that it's not always rainbows and butterflies. Here's to May, though. Hopefully, it'll treat us better :).