Me: Oh my god I love being in theatre I love going to rehearsals and being in the cast community.
My non-theatre kid friend: Are you sure? You just complained for a solid 8 minutes about how you are dreading doing this show, hate that you have rehearsal tonight, and can't stand all the cast drama.
Me: It's tech week.
APPARENTLY RIORDAN CONFIRMED SOLANGELO'S RELIGIONS AT SOME POINT?
I love how my birthday gifts from my boyfriend this year were a copy of Stardew Valley for my switch, and the shiny versions of my two favorite Pokémon for Pokémon Violet.
Their reasoning for Stardew Valley was because we have a multi-player save that we play whenever I go to their house and they wanted me to be able to play Stardew Valley on my switch at home (I have it on my Chromebook at home, but it's hard to play on that)
And I'm really enamored that they took all the time to go shiny hunting for two different Pokémon for me. They were originally planning on just getting me one, but when they asked my favorite Pokémon and I told them I have two favorites, their immediate reaction instead of asking which one I liked more, or getting whichever one was easier to obtain, was to just... spend so much of their time to get both...
I am so in love with this person.
They also spent money to get a reservation for a date at the local cat Cafe for Valentine's day despite all the effort they already spent on my Birthday gifts. (Sadly we had to postpone the date because I'm sick, but we're rescheduling)
I love my boyfriend sososo much
@my-girl-boyfriend
im a big fan of long fish. sturgeon, arapaima, gar. just normal fish that have been stretched out
With he’s friends
He could give everyone in the world $10 USD and still be way too rich.
(But seriously, if I make it through high school, I don't think any college will want me with the grades I have)
Good trope: Character yelling, "It's not what it looks like!" while doing exactly what it looks like.
Great trope: Character yelling, "It's not what it looks like!" while doing something so unfathomable that the person who interrupted them can't even begin to attempt to figure out what the hell it is they're seeing.
I have absolutely no idea what this blog will hold. random thoughts? art? stories? probably just whatever comes to mind. you can call me Iris. she/her
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