I've learned something from yesterday, I went to my diagnostic appointment yesterday, and turns out. I don't have autism. Sorry to disappoint you. But what I do have, is something similar called social pragmatic communication disorder (SPCD) and, it's different but it still impacts my social skills severely, but I can make eye contact and such just fine, it's less visible than some other social disorders, since I appear "normal" it's invisible when seen, because I don't have the more visible conditions of social disorders. I think things finally make sense, but now I don't really have a community to fit into. I wish there was more awareness around my condition.

*Hates young sheldon*

*proceeds to relate to him so heavily its not even funny*

Irrationally pissed off post timeee: I don't think a lot of people realize how shitty the work climate is in the U.S. it's quite irritating. I'm thinking about this because I'm trying to get a job, in highschool, so while I don't need to pay rent, I'm still gonna have to pay car insurance and stuff. Assuming that in the area I live in, most people working entry level jobs. make around 10 dollars an hour, based on the area I live in, it'd be 15-20 hours of work at least, a month, just to pay car insurance. At 10 dollars an hour, it would take around 30 hours of work to pay for a standard apartment. If you're a college student, you are going to struggle. Work life balance won't be a thing in my future, and I simply have to prepare in high school so that I'm not overwhelmed too much. Doesn't help that in my case, it's fucking hard to get employed. I'm autistic, and while I have, for lack of better terms, low support needs, I don't have some of the skills that they want, or my skills are heavily lacking, this is mostly in the social skills department. When will people realize that America isn't a glowing beacon of hope. It's just shit, coated in fools gold foil.

So currently, for my orchestra class, even though I don't have to, I'm trying to arrange Dream Sweet in Sea Major, from the album Hawaii: Part II, by Miracle Musical. So I've been researching into this album, and now that I think about it, the album seems like its about a man losing his mind. This man is struggling through love, and pain, and seemingly becomes manic in those more, positive moments. He switches languages, on seemingly a whim. While I have no basis for as to why it happens other than perhaps because he believes he's communicating with different people, perhaps schizophrenic hallucinations. Nobody has an answer to exactly what is going on with Hawaii: Part II, and Miracle Musical has the same members as Tally Hall, probably many more. Perhaps the meaning of the album is interpreted best individually, and based on each persons own experiences. The music and lyrics pose their own meanings separately, and combine to make a third, different meaning. Perhaps it means that we are in the afterlife, and someone is in purgatory, communicating to the "Crystal Souls", of which we are one. Sorry for the rant lol, if anyone wants to hear more or discuss I'm willing to.

I know there's an irony with this rant being on Tumblr, but Snapchats new ad is shitty as fuck. They have the audacity to call out social media addiction, and then say "less social media, more Snapchat." When they, combined with Instagram, and timtoks, the three of the platforms of which cause the most body issues among teens. If you're gonna call out social media addiction, don't peddle your platform, and maybe actually take care of the problems with it.

can someone explain the wilbur soot drama to me? thx.

Just because the Tumblr CEO hates it so much. Car hammer car truck hammer hammer mallet.

I sincerely hate that the wollywog is now called a wollyhop.

I requre more mr plant. I need more mr plant. plant head characters for the win

Ashur's new tumblr video is teehee funny

According to loverboy, my gimmick is accidentally saying rude things and not understanding why it's rude. He's so silly

currently having a weird guilt about wanting to get properly diagnosed, because I feel like I'm just trying to excuse the fact that I can't fucking socialize for the life of me. even though its irrational to feel guilty about it

To those who write, I have a writing prompt here it goes: A villain where what sparks their origin story is someone using their finger to prank them into thinking a baby chicken was hatching out of storebought eggs.

HEAR ME OUT. Kass's theme, but flamenco guitar

I have fucked up my sleep schedule so badly and all I have to say for it is: Shark = puppy

I,,, am too autistic for this, I have been so,,, captivated by a man (Jon Pranzetti) building a moon base out of junk and now I want to do it myself as if I have the money for that, and as if it would have any practical purpose.

Youtube keeps calling me out for ADHD and I do not like it, like,,, stop telling me its ok to work in short bursts and not be able to work the same as other people when I literally have to.