NO-I-CAN'T-I'M-NOT-READY

Idk how some of ya'll are so pumped for possible Bellarke angst in season three...

I love angst in fanfic all day. Fanfic angst is my jam. But that’s because I know that they’re gonna end up together in the end and everything is gonna be fine.

Canon angst? That scares the CRAP out of me! Especially with writers like KS on board and people like LM in her corner…and the way Jason talks about them makes me hella suspicious!

I’M LITERALLY CONTEMPLATING ACCOMPANYING SEASON 3 WITH SHOTS OF THE HARD STUFF TO GET ME THROUGH IT. HOW ARE YOU GUYS EXCITED? I HAVE SO MUCH ANXIETY OVER THIS! WHAT IS YOUR SECRET?!

I AM ONLY A MERE MORTAL AND THEREFORE I AM NOT READY.

Dat moment when you wanna sleep but your clingy boyfriends are being… well… clingy B(
Poor Josh X’D He’s probably dying from the heat of Auvi’s fur and might go deaf due to Devon’s awfully loud snoring.

It’s just more of a doodle but I like it <3
I love this ship so much! >////<

Josh belongs to ready-to-ride-the-bull
Auvius and Devon are mine


Idk but the ending to The Divine Zero sounds like a teaser like it just its like I feel like they’re trying to lead me into something that I can’t have yet….. I mean they’re leading us into the new album but they do shit so stealthy… how do I prepare???? WHATS GONNA HAPPEN NOW???

44--I Love Everything

Today started off amazing. I had made a writing center appointment weeks ago for today at 9am. It’s part of our whole requirement for this rough draft of the introduction I spent the good part of my July 4th weekend writing. I made it for online but in chat format so live online instead of just submitting it online and having them give feedback. I’m so glad I didn’t make it face to face because what actually happened was absolutely awesome. I sign in at 10 minutes to 9am. I wait. And wait. And wait. Nothing. Then the other writing center lady (not the one I made the appointment with) came online and told me that the one I made the appointment with was running 30 minutes late. Mine was the first appointment for the day. She asked if I would reschedule and I said no because I had a pharmacology presentation later today and needed to practice so ended up switching my appointment to a submit online one. It was great.

Then I’m practicing my pharmacology presentation and we get an email saying that we would have to dress up every day for next semester of didactics (which is also our last semester of didactics). This makes me amazingly happy.

Okay wait… I know I know. Why are you bitching about dressing up? I mean I should be okay with it since clinicals will be starting right after right? 

Okay…so no one has had to dress up every day ever for didactics (besides the occasional interview, guest lecturer, etc). No class before us. And the wonderful reason for this change in policy for our special class? Because our original dress code keeps getting violated by a small select group of girls. We are allowed t-shirts and jeans but no shorts/tank tops/gym gear. And this small select group of girls INSIST on wearing gym gear to class often enough because “oh-my-gawd-I’m-totally-going-to-hit-up-the-gym-afterward-and-can’t-be-bothered-to-change.” So bravo, small select group of girls, you got our policy changed! The handbook got changed! BRAVO! You should be proud.

But in other news, my pharmacology presentation went wonderfully. Well I felt like it was horrible. But everyone said it was wonderful. It was on the treatment of pulmonary embolism with a heparin-induced thrombocytopenia thrown in there just to you know keep things interesting.