Why Are They Like This?

update: i had a panic attack in the costco parking lot while wicked played in the background :)

24 hours of insomnia brought to you by my latest manic episode (feat. anxiety, procrastination, and 3 shots of espresso)

Riz “the ball” Gukgak, my beloved

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i have two tests that i am undoubtedly going to bomb tomorrow and i had to plan my outfit around not having to say a color in Spanish and so that it's less visible when i'm sobbing over my math test :)

me: if you let the dogs go in without their leashes, they're gonna run away

my mom: no they won't

a dog: *tries to run away*

my mom: i cant believe this happened

a rant made of absolute nonsense that absolutely ZERO people would ever care about is incoming eventually. i have very strong feelings about a specific character/property and care so very much about how said character/property is portrayed. i have a list of acceptable adaptations/interpretations of the character and a list of complete garbage that should never have been created let alone made a profit. all of my qualifications for either. placement is incredibly arbitrary. you WILL get the long post once i can wrap my head around exactly why the character is so fucking good but in english words and not just the visual of her spinning very rapidly in my mind in various pretty outfits

me, writing: how many vowels can i add before this sound ends up summoning something

someone convince me to not drop this fucking class that i'm still failing after putting over fourty make-up-work hours into

Mallorie stole a cheesy hot dog and has been growling over it for 5 minutes now.