


BRB FINALLY OFF TO CHANGE THE WORLD! lskjdhfjdkslkdjfjdk


I reread the email a couple of times in case AND IT’S REAL LIFE

[Rules]
^because I’m lazy I’ll tag in one post when I’m done with all my tags
[My questions]
[Rules]
^because I’m lazy I’ll tag in one post when I’m done with all my tags
[My questions]
who gave anyone permission and precedence to talk to me during an episode of a show i’ve laboriously invested in per mental collapses, emotional bipolarity, and sometimes physically punching the air in triumph is beyond my sensibilities ‘cause no one comes before a new episode of my fandoms thank you much but why are you still speaking since i’m not even listening since every part is a good part and the idiot person comes back again and this time stands in front of you because they’re made of invisible while on the phone and how have they survived being so thoroughly incapable of reading body language and the i’m gonna smack you expression is yet again beyond me so i’m gonna have to do this the hard way and oh shit that was probably harsh oh well i’ll try to remember to apologize later and look peace at last but not really because this episode is ripping me apart -
It was yesterday but I missed it BUT OH WELL TWO YEARS AND A DAY OLD :D.
I hope to be around for another year ^.^.
Thanks for following!
§ = How do you feel? -::- I’m doing pretty good right now. I thought someone would be disappointed in me for something, but they’re not so I feel elated :D.
▼ = Another question: -::- I thought a lot about it. I know it’s “just a blog”, but it’s still apart of me so I wanted it to represent that well for sure. Anywhoddle, It’s going to sound pessimistic, but I’m not even a pessimist lol. It’s basically how I often feel about the world, that it’s an overabundance (surfeit) of sadness (doldrums). It is what it is, but I doubt you’ll find anyone who’d say I don’t do my part to maintain optimism. I often feel sad, but I’m not sure if I’m sad because I’m sad or because the world seems sad or both! Just talked to my sister on the phone 15 minutes ago and she called me an optimist and said me getting let go from my job at the prison was expected because I’m an optimist. Makes sense, right? LOL. Secondly, it’s excessive eating and drinking; I’m a glutton. My worst deadly sin. And as you can see, I’m excessive in other ways such as that this answer is long. I also excessively think to the point that it’s second nature now. I go above and beyond with a lot of things, such as my layout for my blog. My personality can also be surfeit. Also, doldrums means bored and I often feel ennui. Secondly, that the world in stagnant. If we all pool more efforts, we could change things. And I also love that “drums” is in the word, for my musical side :D. Finally, I love words so I wanted to show that off. Wordgasms!
I’ll never finish a book at this rate.
I’m deleting 49,053 words. Aka, all of it.
Starting over… again.
Version 6 of this story.
I’m the wishy washiest motherducker, ever.
[edit] not deleting the story, just starting a new version ;).
I don’t want to be a feminist anymore. Like a five-year-old, I want to close my eyes, stick my fingers in my ears, stomp my feet on the floor and scream “No! No, you cannot make me, I won’t, leave me alone!” I am, simply put, too tired. So very, very tired.
I am tired of fighting with my friends. I am tired of arguing that someone groping and slapping my butt isn’t “what I have to expect”, just because I’m at a bar, and the one attacking my butt has a drink in the other hand. I am tired of hearing “boys will be boys” and “when you’re dressed like that …” and “that’s just what guys do”. I am tired of trying to drown those sentiments in loud, repetitive no’s, screamed over and over again, till my throat is sore and my voice weak – just to hear them repeated, as soon as exhaustion threatens to silence me.
I am tired of being afraid. I am tired of seeing someone writing something offensive, sexist, racist, ageist, ableist, somewhere online. I am tired of seeing those writings getting likes and lol’s, and SO TRUE’s. I am tired of being consumed by confusion and anger, typing, typing, typing and typing a seemingly endless response, including research, links and statistics, and then hesitate clicking “submit”. I am tired of knowing that I hesitate because I am afraid of the flood of responses that will come. I am tired of knowing that I will be bombarded with lighten up’s, stop whining’s and get a sense of humor’s for so long, that I will start to wonder if I am indeed wound up too tight, a nagger and humorless. I am tired of the fact that I’m afraid of being called a cunt, even though I don’t find genitalia insulting or demeaning.
I don’t want to be a feminist anymore.
(via notafraidofruins)
Your dominant hues are green and blue. You’re smart and you know it, and want to use your power to help people and relate to others. Even though you tend to battle with yourself, you solve other people’s conflicts well.
Your saturation level is low - You stay out of stressful situations and advise others to do the same. You may not be the go-to person when something really needs done, but you know never to blow things out of proportion.
Your outlook on life is bright. You see good things in situations where others may not be able to, and it frustrates you to see them get down on everything.

House Hybrids: Ravenpuff- Ravenpuffs are constantly contradicting themselves, thinking they have done something completely right and then deciding it is absolutely awful the next minute. They do this with people as well, thinking that everyone is as they seem until their Ravenclaw side speaks up, and they begin to second guess every movement a person makes. Ravenpuffs tend to be quite shy, and if they talk to you they will be friendly; but make no mistake, they are analyzing every single move you make. Ravenpuffs are very academic and later on in life what one would call “work-a-holics” devoting themselves into whatever passion they may have. Ravenpuffs tend to be very creative, observing others and using it in their work. Ravenpuffs shudder at the idea of conflict, avoiding it anyway necessary, usually keeping to themselves to make sure it stays this way. Novelists, musicians and psychiatrists are often Ravenpuffs. (source)
So some of you may or may not know that I want to be a Counselor (right now even pondering just doing my PsyD or PhD, waaa I could make more money so I can start or contribute to funds relating to mental health!). Currently still working out the process. Tonight I was talking to someone about something that was very personal and it made me realize something profound. The population I want to work with. I couldn’t figure it out and I think I’m definitely suited for the young adult population. It’s so clear now that I don’t even know how I missed it!
I just wanted to thank everyone who felt like they could talk to me about personal issues in their lives. From those I follow and those that I don’t. You’ve helped me figure out my lives’ direction. Glad to see Tumblr being useful!
Remember that you guys can always talk to me :D. I know, I know. Sirius blogging here. You don’t have to do it Anonymously - I will never post it unless asked to. Even if you don’t want a response, I’m all ears. G’night! <3
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I’ve been the URL oh-potter-you-rotter for almost 2 years. I’ve tried changing it twice before and I couldn’t do it. Three is charmed (I think). It’s time though and I’m a little sad, too. Nonetheless, you’ll find the same content - just under this new URL.