THEY GET WORSE EVERY YEAR

Another story about my mom as a young child…

Her brother started hanging out with this really rotten neighbor boy. This kid was a real bully, getting worse and worse every year. He wasn’t even nice to my uncle. One day, he and another boy told my uncle that they were going to put on a play, and he could play the snake. They rolled him into a blanket, tied it at both ends, and then threw him down a flight of hardwood stairs. It broke his glasses, bruised him badly, and cracked one of his bones. He was devastated.

My mother, three years his junior, was immensely protective of him. She marched over to the bully’s house and was greeted by his sister. “Make him apologize!” she said.

“No,” said the girl. The two got into an argument.

My mother looked around and said, “I’m so… I’m so angry, I could just cut you with this piece of glass!” She picked up a shard of a broken bottle.

“Go ahead,” mocked the girl.

So…. she did.

Every Valentine’s Day Grell gets a shit ton of little embarrassing, corny gifts like singing hearts, balloons, poetry etc for Will. No amount of Will saying this is inappropriate for work and they are not a couple anyways can put a halt to this phenomenon. Even him throwing away the gifts does not discourage Grell. As a result, Will dreads Valentine’s Day and there are a lot of Dispatch members who are genuinely confused about whether Grell & Will are an ‘item’ or not.

That time I got pushed out of a job.

(warning: long story)

A few years ago i got hired at a big company, let’s call it company X. Up until then i had only been a research scientist working in microbiology but i needed more money so i took the job as a technical sales rep. I was hired to do sales and technical support for scientific research reagents. Thing is i was hired to do sales for government and governmental institutions. The job was ok, i interacted with a lot of the country’s leading scientists and built a reasonable network and some cool friendships. The county had been in crisis for a long time and getting worse every year, and my sales were becoming more difficult because the government wasn’t providing public universities for adequate (or any) money allocations to keep science programs and faculties stocked, and as the economy crumbled further, the government’s institutional labs from various sectors also started having serious problems and almost everybody switched to Indian or Chinese chemicals which were a lot cheaper than mine.

As the months passed, i was only able to get a few big contracts and sales (even though i managed to pull a few feats that got me commended as no other sales reps had been able to do what i pulled off). And yet I got yelled at a lot for not meeting my objectives. My manager was a complete tool 100% of the time.

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Kino - Breathe

Hey there! Can you write a scenario when you’re very stressed because of school and also very lost about your future and Kino comforts you and takes you out to relax? very fluff please!!! thank you and good luck with your blog ❤️ (anon)

A/N: I didn’t mean for it to be so long, but I relate so hard to your request ;3; I hope you get a little break at some point, and good luck with everything! (and thank you for wishing the blog luck you’re wonderful wow 💛)

It seemed to get worse every year. The expectations placed on you as a student became heavier and heavier, and it was at the point where you could barely keep your head above water.

On any given Friday afternoon, you’d usually be taking a quick nap before getting the usual house chores done. Unfortunately, the feeling that you were falling behind in your work was too overwhelming for your conscience to allow you such a break. Instead, you found yourself working on an essay, and in a matter of a half hour, you were face down on your keyboard.

“I’m home!” a familiarly comforting voice rang through the rooms.

Your boyfriend, Hyunggu (whom you called Kino), hated seeing you working the life out of yourself. He’d been busy all week and he wasn’t able to do anything but give you a kiss and be on his way. He’d finally gotten a free evening, and had mentioned spending it with you. You didn’t think he was serious, however, because he probably had much better things to do anyways.

Kino walked into the room and dropped his bag, looking over and seeing your face buried in the keyboard and a screen saying ‘page 52’ with the letter j filling it up.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked softly, placing his hand on your back and rubbing it slowly.
“I’m just tired,” you replied shakily as you lifted your head, “I’m fine.”
Kino sighed sympathetically and slid both arms around your shoulders into a hug. You knew that he knew when something was wrong, and there was no getting it past him. He withdrew his arms, leaned on your desk, and took your hand instead.

“If this is what ‘fine’ looks like, I’d hate to see what ‘stressed’ looks like,” he said. Bingo.You stood up and met him in another hug, burying your face in his shoulder.
“I’m just so… tired,” you mumbled.
“Simple tired or complex tired?”
“Take a guess.”
“I’m guessing it’s the kind of tired where you need a breather from life.”
You lifted your head and nodded, taking a seat again and sighing helplessly.

“You know, I think we need to get some air,” Kino suggested, “It might clear your head a little. You’re not going to get any closer to finishing your work sitting here with a foggy mind,” he stated.
He was right. You knew he was right. He knew that you knew that he was right. Your minds were practically on the same waves half of the time, but still, all you could was remain planted dully in front of your computer.

“How about we call it a date night? We haven’t had one of those for a while,” he said.
That did it. There was no reason to debate about it anymore. You could barely remember the last time the two of you had something that could be considered a date. He was right again, so you saved your paper before closing your laptop and grabbing your sweater. Kino smiled in relief, taking your hand and leading the way.

It was perfect autumn sweater weather, and just nice enough that you could be outside without freezing to death. Kino had grabbed a blanket on the way out, so you assumed he was expecting the evening to be cold. The sun had already set, and the sky was washed with all sorts of colors.

Either way, you felt immediate relief to a small effect just by getting out of your stuffy room.
“Have you eaten?” Kino asked, glancing at the vendors across the street.
“Yeah,” you told him. You hadn’t, but you didn’t want to be a bother about it.
“No you haven’t,” he said back, wearing an exaggerated pout. Of course he knew.
“Then why did you ask?”
“Because I care.”
“Okay, I haven’t, but it’s fine.”
“No, it’s not. You need to eat, no wonder you’re so tired!”

He led you over to one of the food stands and ordered a meal for each of you. As he handed yours to you, you fished around in your pocket to pay him back, but he gestured more for you to take your food.

“Just pay me back with your love, okay?” he smirked.
“I see they added extra cheese,” you said back, a smile growing on your face.
“You’re the best,” he laughed, pleased that you were cracking jokes again.

He took your hand again and you continued walking. Before long, he stopped at the shore of a beautiful river and unrolled the blanket on the grass. You both removed your shoes and sat on the blanket, finally getting to tear into your food. As you ate and carried a lighthearted conversation, the sky became darker and quickly saturated with stars.

“The sky’s really clear tonight, huh?” he smiled.
“It’s so pretty,” you responded, taken aback by the all the stars you could see.

Setting aside your empty food containers, he laid back on the blanket with his arms inviting you to do the same. For a while, you both lay in silence, taking in the tranquility of your surroundings.

He shifted and rolled onto his side to look down at you, propping his head on his hand. The moonlight illuminated his face slightly, and you could see his comforting smile.
“You’re doing the best you can do, so just take a breath,” he said softly, reaching over to brush a strand of hair out of your face.
“Thank you for tonight,” you whispered back.
“Everyone needs a break, I’m just glad you came with me.”

He leaned down and pecked your cheek before flopping back down on his back next to you. You continued taking in the starry sky, consciously taking deep, relaxing breaths of fresh air.

“At least know that I’m never too busy to be there for you,” he continued, “Even if you just need a hug, I’ll always do what I can to help. You don’t need to fight alone. You just have to let me in a little, okay?”
Tears built up in your eyes as you listened to him. It wasn’t from stress or sadness this time, but you hadn’t felt so relieved and relaxed for so long, and finally feeling a moment of true happiness again got to you.

“Okay.”

After a while of lying together in silence again, with just the sounds of night playing in your ears, you eventually dozed off in the most relaxed state you had been in for weeks. From then on, you both made a deal that Friday nights would be reserved for letting go of the stressful week.

You didn’t know how your future would play out, but as long as you had Kino, you felt that everything would be fine. You’d still have to work to succeed, of course, but the strength he gave you was sure to help you along the way.

  • Hermione: Harry whats wrong!?
  • Harry: I just had to threaten to throat chop a guy I thought was about to take a picture of me & Lily.
  • Hermione: Those Daily Prophet reporters are getting worse and worse every year!
  • Harry: Merlin I hope my kids get their Moms temperament.
  • Hermione: [laughing] Ginny would have bat bogey hexed them for even looking their way and you know it...
  • Harry: Exactly! That way I know they can defend themselves!

Arzaylea: ‘People I went to high school with are literally doing what they were doing 5 years ago.’

Ummmm….. you don’t even have a job? And never even had one or any other type of adult responsibility? Like paying rent or bills? You are not getting through life by working for and earning the things you have like the rest of us but by scrounging off others who do work and achieve things by themselves?Where on earth did you get this sense of superiority that makes you think it’s ok to laugh that others who unlike you, are living in the real world and earning a living for themselves? You have nothing in your life that you worked for? Even your paid/sponsored Instagram posts and lip fillers came off the back of Luke’s and 5SOS’s popularity and not your own? 

Get a job and join the rest of us in reality because with that you’ll get a sense of what it’s like for someone who hasn’t taken advantage of others and leeched off them. You really should not be proud or happy to be a freeloader because it really is shameful. If Luke dumped you tomorrow where would you live? How would you provide for yourself? I suppose that’s where the safety net of Dad and your trust fund comes in? 

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Chapter 15: Episode 1

           That week continued to be full of surprises. Or distractions. I wasn’t sure what to consider them. But the next afternoon I returned home to find someone had broken into my apartment.

           Someone that looked an awful lot like me.

           “Mom!” I shrieked. “What are you doing?”

           “Your dishes, what does it look like I’m doing? Honestly, Laney. Your astigmatism gets worse every year.” She glowered. “You got that from your father. My eyes are perfect.”

           I waved my hand. “But what are you doing here? In San Myshuno? You didn’t even call!”

           “I thought I’d drop in and surprise you,” she said simply. “Is that so wrong? You used to like hanging out with your mother. Au revoir to late night McDonald’s runs. And to think they even have a new Shamrock shake.”

           “I’m glad you’re here. I’m just surprised is— wait, what do you mean they have a new Shamrock shake?”

           She smirked, wiping her hands off on a towel and slinging her arm around my shoulder. “Come on Lane, let’s do lunch. I think a bit of catching up is in order since you don’t know how to use a phone.”

           I grimaced. “I get the feeling you’re a little pissed.”

           Mom laughed. “Not at all! Now, what would my little food critic recommend? Show me the city’s great gastronomic wonders!”

           My eyes slid off to the side. Oh boy… this is gonna be fun.

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My Family Hates Me and I Want To Die: a novel by me

anonymous asked:

Oh! I forgot to mention, good luck in school, it'll get better trust me ;)

based on the fact that my GPA, which was already low from the start of the year, is getting even lower as time goes on, is not quite a good sign. I don’t show any signs of improving no matter how hard I try to work or focus. My brain is just unable to process any subjects that aren’t grammar or (sometimes) math related. That’s not enough to get a good GPA for the whole year. Last quarter mine was under one goddamn point. Under one point. How do you improve from that when the previous year you barely got over one.

I don’t know if anyone will ever read this, but I really need to express myself, even if it’s just online.
I’m studying in a 2 year cursus to prepare competitive exams in order to enter a business school. But the thing is that it is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. It requires skills in every domains especially in maths, which nivel is ridiculously high. I’ve lost the count of how many time I cried doing my maths. I do nothing but studying, thinking about grades and work, I feel so guilty when I’m jot studying that I’m never peaceful. I’m an artist, I love to draw,to create,to laugh,to make puns, to read, and I feel like I’m losing myself. I’m constantly stressed, and I’ve had OCD for many years now but it gets worse and worse every year and I can barely hide it now. My parents often look at me as I was crazy and I know that I’m often unpleasant because of my stress…
I have no friends to talk about meaningful things with, so I feel very alone, as no one will ever understand me completely. I’m really shy and I’ve never went out with friends or anything,but I’m really friendly and I’ve noticed that no one keeps a straight face while talking to me haha And recently I’ve been thinking about death often, too often because it scares me, like sometime when I’m alone I feel a wave of panic thinking that everything is just a matter of time.
The standards in my school are so high that I often feel dumb. I know I’m doing this for my own good, for my future but everything seems so complicated to me, I don’t even know if I’ll be happy in my business school, if I will ever thrive in my future job…
Maybe that’s because it is a stressing time, but all these questions are constantly in my mind and they are driving me crazy…

  • me: I get worse every year
  • them: No you don't
  • me: *internally* how would you know I literally don't talk about my feelings to anyone because they're always invalidated and you have no idea what I've been through the past few years let alone this year so for you to go and say that makes absolutely no sense
  • me: *externally* :) you know what! you're so right