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berryshortcakes · 6 years
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OKAY I want answers for: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24 and 25 for the Slytherin ask thing. Thank you 'tas all
ARE YOU KIDDING ME OMG😨😩 
1. What did you want to be when you grew up?
i remeber wanting to be english or geography teacher lmao, but then i decided to be a doctor. so here i am studying to become one😁
2. Where did you meet your best friend?
school
3. What is your greatest achievement?
i guess getting into one of the best universities in the country..?😅
4. Somebody you aspire to be like?
idk.. i never thought of this?? because i always wanted to be me, the one and only or something like that… but i guess my mom? she is an amazing person and mom and i love her so much🤧
5. Are you a birthday person?
i think so?? i had my birthday this week and i had so much fun tbh
6. What is your dream job?
for now i want to be forensic medicine doctor🤣 maybe later it’ll change but damn i want to work in morgue 
7. What are three things you want to do before you die?
meet bts and tell them how much they changed my life
become a great doctor and invent something or just help people
write a book
8. Who is your favourite antagonist?
hmm idk.. the joker maybe? i mean i love comic book Joker and movie Joker dghgdf
9. How different was your life five years ago?
i was still in school, i had less friends, i was single and i thought i was straight lmao, i didn’t know what i wanted to do in my life, i was scared and confused. 
10. If you were hypothetically stranded on a desert island, how long do you think you could last?
it really depends on the island? how much resources there would be. if there were like plants, fish, fruits, i’d survive for a month, maybe more…
11. Any unpopular opinions?
milk goes before cereal!!!
12. Would you want to know when you’re going to die?
not really😅
13. Do you ever take things from the hotel?
noooope. haven’t been to a lot of those lol
14. Biggest pet peeve?
hm, slow walkers, loud chewers (or when ppl chew with mouth open). when i just cleaned the house and somebody does something messy and i need to clean again dskjfhafldsj
15. Do you hold grudges?
naaah
16. Do you like the place where you grew up?
yes❤️ my house is in the middle of forest and it’s so beautiful all year, bcs in autumn it’s so colorful, in summer it’s green, in spring it’s so awakening and in winter so snowy sdajkblkj
17. Would you kill someone if they were planning to kill you?
i guess i would
18. Three things you’re looking forward to?
meeting my best friend next week bcs we haven’t seen each other in months
christmas time
meeting @ding-ddaeng 💛💛💛
19. What would you be the god/goddess of?
procrastination lamoo
20. Where do you normally sit in the classroom?
somewhere in the middle or in the front (bcs i am blind okay)
21. Would you rather always be overdressed or always be underdressed?
underdressed😅
22. Do you own anything that has been passed on to you by a family member?
yes. i have my mom’s ring, she gave it to me like 5 years ago maybe. also she gave me one earring and the other left to herself, so we have matching piercings 😭
23. What can you do today that you weren’t capable of a year ago?
i can take care of a pregnant woman. i can measure her vital signs, record her baby’s heart beat ^^
24. What is something you want right now?
some dark chocolate or instant noodles…
25. Most slytherin thing you’ve ever done?
i don’t even know????? slytherins aren’t that bad??? they’re just ambitios and determined to reach their goal, and that is what i am doing skjdaflj but i am evil to my best friends and sister, i say random stupid things but idk if that’s slythering thing to do sdfgh
you seriously made me answer all the questions… the things i do… smh
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whats-the-story-tc · 4 years
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7th of June, 2019
"The One with the Conversation"
[tw for anxiety]
Hiya, guys! I hope you all get to rest in the winter break, and celebrate, if you do Christmas or Hanukkah or Kwanzaa or Yule or anything of the sort. Anyway, today, I really started missing V, so here are some old stories I randomly remembered, that I thought I should tell you guys. This will be part one, there's another story like this incoming.
June 7th, ordinary day, near the end of school year, summer, fun. Everything's ace. Except for... that conversation. You see, about a week prior, we had to write this essay for V on "what it means to be human for me". And, after a long debate with myself, I chose to include my issues with anxiety and depression, as they're a pretty big part of my human experience. When I got it back, graded, I saw only a little question written next to the paragraph. "What's the story?" That's where the URL comes from.
On the 7th, after class is when I decided to tell her my story. I'll just quote the texts I sent to my friends, so you'll get the hang of what happened, because I don't think present day me could tell you more accurately than that.
To Pocketwatch Friend, translated from my native tongue:
"I hate when people feel sorry for me. And I know V will never say she feels sorry for me but I saw it. I forgot that those who love literature are some of the most emotional people, even if they don't show it. I didn't want help or pity, that's not why I wrote what I wrote. I wanted a civilised, mature discussion with a mature person I trust. And even though this was mature, I think half of it was just us trying to read the other's reaction."
"I didn't want her to think, I didn't want her to help, because if I don't help myself, we can't achieve anything, not even if a whole school stands behind me. I just wanted a chat. Of course I can't blame her or myself, it just went to shit..."
"And then she asks me if [our homeroom teacher] knows. Fuck, that poor woman would go into a cardiac arrest if I told her about this 🤡"
I didn't have to. She saw me break down. I had a serious anxiety attack in church the week after, on the last day of school. So I guess, she found out either way. But whatever. Remember what V asked me here. It's gonna be important later.
"I understand her reactions, but this isn't really what I was hoping for. She said goodbye to me saying that she will be thinking about this a lot. Then fucking think, but this isn't what I wanted! Of course everyone would be shocked at first, but..."
Then I went on rambling. Yeah. Pretty intense, isn't it? But doesn't contain some of the more important details I only remembered hours later.
Here's what I told my other friend, but only the things I didn't already talk about (direct quote, as we speak English w/ each other):
"I have [told her I don't need help]! And while she said it's a noble thing that I want to solve it all on my own, I have to be careful not to fall ill because of the weight of it. I told her it already happened, but I did pull myself back in Paris [long story]. Plus I got out of social anxiety on my own! If I could do that, I can do this too. I told her this as well."
"We also spoke about my inability to concentrate. [V in red, me in black.] "Despite that fact, you still do quite well in class." "Most of it is luck." *smile* "Do you think luck is all there is to it?" "Of course not. But a large part of it." "
So, yeah. Classic me, I could only remember the positive bits later, once I've vented the negative out (and went to this school-organised event, a kind of ball that afternoon to hang out with my friends). The texts to Pocketwatch Friend are from about 2 PM-ish, where the experience was still fresh, and the other two from around 10 PM.
We could say this is one of the main things that shaped my relationship with V. I mention us analysing each other's reactions, but really, we had never been more open. Me with everything I said, and her with the concerned eyes. She is really expressive with her gazes, that's why I talk about them so much. When she's concerned for you, you know it. It's evident. That's why the blog's title is "All the little ways she cares".
The other one... the quiet compliment, in that last one. She knows I'm smart, has known since day one. I remember texting my friend after my first lesson with her and saying "okay guys, I'm sure our middle school English teacher told her about me". She spoke about this grammar-related rule thing, and asked the people who understand it to raise their hands. Nobody did, as far as I remember. And V deadass said "I know Specs wants to raise her hand." I was baffled. How on Earth could she possibly know that, we haven't said a word to each other before!
But, to be fair, during that time I still called her "fox woman" behind her back, a silly nickname my classmates gave her in middle school because of her dyed red hair and many fox accessories (and, to be fair, her sharp facial features), as I didn't have enough respect for her yet to drop it. That only came about a month later. But that's a story for another post.
~ S ♡
[Every story I share here, no matter how specific I get with my wording, depicts actual events from my own life.]
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