“I met Chloe on March 25th,
2017. It was at the HVFF in Chicago. I arrived three days before the event to
have some time to explore the city on my own. When the day came I was a
complete mess. I flew almost 3000 just to see her. Of course I was first in line
She was a little bit late,
which gave me plenty of time to get more nervous. We were expecting her to come
through the black curtains. I was just talking with the staff guys (they were
so nice to me) when they saw her coming behind us.
I really can’t describe how
it felt to see her. She walked right pass me and suddenly I didn’t want to go
first. She came with her manager and sat down and I still wouldn’t move. She
was like waiting and I didn’t move. She finally told me to come over. I literally
had a speech planned and all the things that I wanted to say. I brought some
presents, but when I was in front of her I went totally blank.
I think I forgot my English
in that moment. I managed to say some words. I introduced myself and said that
I had come from Colombia and she was really surprised that I had done that.
It’s true that when you’re with her she’s hyper focused on you. She grabs your
hand and she looks at you, and only you and pays attention to every single
thing that you say and when you’re an incoherent mess (like I was) she starts
complimenting you. She grabbed my hair and said that she loved it, because she
missed her long hair so much. She said that she loved my shirt (I was wearing
the fight like a girl sweater) She always tries to keep the conversation flowing.
One thing that struck me is that she seems to be very aware of the kind of
person that is in front of her? I mean, I noticed that a few people only
approached her booth to see if she was taking pictures. She had a no photos
rule. I think with that she makes sure that people go there to have a special
moment, not just to take selfies with some celebrity.
I think she knows how to read
that love and reciprocate it when she sees that people are being honest with
her. So many of us went up there so excited only to say hello, to spend some
time with her. She tries to make that small moment special. I told her I had
totally forgotten my English in that moment and she said that Natalia would
love me, and mentioned the episode were they recruited Yoyo in Bogotá. I was
mostly trying to get out all the things that I wanted to tell her, I was so
nervous, but she never stopped holding my hand. She would hug me and she would thank
for every nice thing that I had to say.
I forgot that I had to get
her autograph so she asked if I had something for her to sign. I remembered the
Daisy pop and the gifts and I got the box out of my backpack. She asked which
color I wanted for the autograph and she started writing my name while I tried
to find the gifts, and I couldn’t find them! I was taking so long and getting
even more nervous so she got curious and started looking inside my bag. She
found another pop and asked who that was. It was a gift for a friend. She had
like her face in my bag and I was so clumsy trying to get the candy out of the
bag. (I gave her candy from Colombia) I explained some things about it and she
said that she loves treats and candy and everything sweet in general… yeah. No
I think she was smiling at
how clumsy I was the whole time. As I said, I think she really appreciates when
people cares about her. I told her that I was going to come back and also see
her at the photo ops and then she offered another hug and then went around the
table to hug me…and she just hugs you like she means it. I mean, I know that
I’m just another fan but I think she has a very special love for us and she
shows it every second. In that moment she makes sure to make you feel special. She kept smiling and
grabbed my hand again. I was shaking. I forgot half of the gifts, but I was
Then it was the first photo
op. I was like third in line. When I went in she hugged me again, called me by
my name, and I was a bit more confident at that point. The photo ops are super
fast and Chloe asked if I wanted a hug. I really never asked for anything
because I didn’t know the rules for these things but she was always warm and
nice. I mean, she doesn’t have to be like that and I think it can be exhausting
for her but again, I think she tries to reciprocate the love that we show her
in those brief seconds or minutes.
I got my picture and then I
felt like I didn’t want to go… so I just waited until she was back in her booth
and went to get the picture signed. I gave her a little bracelet and she let me
put it on her wrist. I babbled some more about how much Daisy and her mean in
my life. I thanked her. She hugged me again. I really lost the count on the
hugs hahaha. I asked about her kids and she told me they were back at home. I
said that I would see her the next day and then said goodbye.
On Sunday things were even
better. I actually felt like I could talk to her like a normal person hahaha. I
went back to her booth, of course (I really just spent my time there) Then I
was first in line again. That day Chloe arrived around 11. When she came I
started feeling a bit weird, I didn’t know if it was okay to go in so many
times… but I really went to Chicago for her, so I had to make the most of it.
She sat down and said hello.
I was wearing overalls and she said that she loved them. I told her that I
knew, that I always wanted to try but she gave me the confidence to start
buying them. She hugged me again and asked if I was going to the panel. I said
of course. I told her that I had another photo op with her and she told me that
she would see me there.
I kinda started feeling the
withdrawals at that point… so I just lurked around her booth for the rest of
the morning until it was time for the photo op (it was a duo op with Brett) that
day things were a lot more organized. I was one of the last ones in line. For
that photo I had a pose in mind.
It was as fast as the other
one. I think when it was my turn I went straight for Chloe and forgot that
Brett was there for a second haha so I quickly turned to say hi to him but
never let go off Chloe hahaha. The photographer would always get annoyed… and
even more when I tried to explain the pose to Chloe and Brett but they just
wouldn’t get it. It was funny because they got it wrong in the exact same way
the first time. Chloe kept asking and trying to show me if she was getting it,
and the next thing I know her leg is like around me, and then Brett got it and
I started laughing and almost ruined the photo… I’m still not totally happy
with my face, but at least we had a good time for those… 30 seconds hahaha. I
said thank you and apologized. Chloe said that we almost didn’t get it… and
then I started to feel like I didn’t want to say goodbye. I hugged her and then
left because I took too long and the ops guys hated me already. On my way out I
was like… shit Brett! And then hugged Brett. I think they both were laughing
the whole time about my clumsiness. So that was a bit of a mess but a good kind
But then I picked my photo… I
didn’t turn out that bad, and I realized that I had to do something else. I
mean, I was already there. So I ran back to the table and got the last ticket
for the next op. I ended back in line. The last person for the Chloe solo op.
I’m so glad I went back. When I entered again I asked if she was getting tired
of me. She received me with open arms and said that she never would. She peeked
outside and when she realized that I was the last person she told me “best for
last!” and grabbed my hand to take me to the center of the booth. She asked if
I had anything in mind so I just told her to make faces. When they took the pic
she quickly told me that she would say that she messed up, and then told the
photographer that she had messed up and to take another one. So they took
another picture, and I made the same face like the idiot I am. The thing is…
every time she would do something nice my brain would stop working so I had
nothing in that moment. I kinda wanted to cry.
So that’s exactly what I did.
I didn’t know if that was going to be my last personal moment with her so I
started thanking her for everything, again. I told her that I was glad I took
the very irresponsible decision to fly to Chicago in the last minute. She
thanked me for doing it and yes… more hugs. I got some time while the next
celeb took Chloe’s place in the booth so I told her that I wanted to say
goodbye and she told me to go to her autograph table again. I told her that she
was my hero. I felt like a guy was about to take me out so I gave her one last
hug and left.
Next it was the panel. You
all know how that went. It was hilarious. I was really close to them but then
went back to be closer to the mic line. I did get to ask a question about
Daisy. At that point we didn’t know if the show was going to be renewed and I
also started thinking that maybe this was going to be the only time that I got
to see her. I was happy with the things I told her. I was happy to see with my
own eyes how nice and honest in the way she interacts with people that she is,
but it was heartbreaking to think that only had like a few minutes more to see
So yes. I went back one last
time to the autograph table… Actually I waited for HOURS to be the last one to
go. Since I had become such good friends with the staff they just let me be
there. At the end I got to hang on the table where they had the pile of photos
for Chloe to sign, right next to her table. That’s when the funniest thing
happened. I see a huge, Asian guy come out from the back, He came to the table
where I was and started looking through the photos. So I went like…”Mr Bennet?”
He said yes with a smile. I introduced myself and told him my name and when he
heard it (and probably my accent) he said that I was the girl that came from
Colombia, that Chloe had told him about me. I died in that moment… for the
tenth time in two days. It was almost my turn so I just told him that he had
the most amazing daughter in the world. That she’s important for so many people
and women, that she was amazing and for me it was worth it to take such a trip
just to tell her that. He went full proud dad mode in that second and told me
that she really was, and just the way she was here with her fans she was at
home. He told me that she really appreciated me being there, and all the people
that support her. He thanked me and said that she probably would have something
special to say to me.
I went back. I really don’t
know what was going through her manager’s head at that point, but Chloe looked
happy. I went like: “I just met your dad” She was like oh no, what did he say?
He’s talking to the fans now? I just told her that we just agreed that she’s
the best. She took one of the other pictures that I was carrying to sign it
while we spoke. I thanked her for everything she did. I told her that it meant
a lot. I really don’t remember how we got to her birthday, but I wished her a
happy birthday and told her that mine was coming up too. She wished me a happy
birthday. I was trying really hard not to cry in front of her, but I told her
that I really meant all the things that I had told her, and that it might seem
like just a tv show, or a fictional character… but it really makes a difference
in the lives of so many people. She knows, she works her ass off to brig Daisy
to us and she loves every second of it. She thanked me and hugged me and she
wouldn’t let go off my hand while I told her.
Then she eyed my iphone on
the table. She asked if I wanted a selfie. I turned to check if there were
people in line and actually some people arrived after me so I just looked back
at her, but she was grabbing my phone and she told the others that it was
because my photo op came out wrong. She told me that I had come all the way
here, that I should get one. I just nodded and she was already going though my
phone and opening the camera app. She took a pic, and then I said that my hair
was terrible, so she just took another one. She didn’t look like uncomfortable
or like she had to do it. She really wanted to make that moment special. I
think she wants that for all her fans and I think that it’s important not to
pressure her to sign things and take pictures on do things. She’s a person just
like us, she could be tired or having a bad day, but she’ll offer something
special to make you happy if she can. She wouldn’t stop thanking me and I told
her that I was happy that I got to see her one last time. Then I saw her
manager check her watch and I think I said it out loud because Chloe laughed.
She got out of the table again to hug me and that’s when I broke. I told her
that I didn’t know if I would get to see her again, but that she had made
everything so special that I would always treasure these days. She told me that
we would see each other again and I told her that we didn’t even know what was
going to happen with AoS and that I just needed Daisy in my life. I told her
that it would kill me (Don’t judge me. I was a mess in that moment) she was
like noo! Don’t die! Hahaha She said that she was going to do new things.
In the end she just hugged me
and thanked me for coming. I waited until she left and waved her goodbye. I
actually didn’t cry when she left hahah I think maybe I’ll get to see her
again. Now I know that going there was totally worth it and I would definitely
do it again.”
the more I think about it, the less and less sense it makes for Terra to be one of the Darknesses in KH3 because like
in literally every moment after Xehanort possesses him we see Terra fighting back. in the Graveyard, in Radiant Garden, and now in darkness limbo as 0.2 showed us, ten years later, we always see Xehanort struggling to control him. why?
because he can’t.
at no point can he fully, 100% smother Terra’s influence.
the only time Xehanort and Terra seem to coexist “peacefully” is during the Apprentice-Xehanort arc – during which time their hearts were sealed and memories presumably lost.
and considering this series is constantly stressing how intelligent and farsighted Xehanort is I just can’t imagine he’s actually stupid enough to count Terra among his 13 when he knows full well by now that Terra is a force to be reckoned with. Terra would require far too much focus and effort to maintain a hold of, because a) IT DIDN’T WORK TWELVE YEARS AGO AND IT DIDN’T WORK TWO YEARS AGO SO WHY WOULD ANYTHING HAVE CHANGED, especially when b) we’ve seen that Terra’s only gotten stronger and more confident since BBS?? and c) I’ve said this before but I’ll say it again: Terra was impossible to control with Xehanort’s whole heart inside him. attempting to control him with only 1/13th of his heart is just? asking for failure? I mean really?? why don’t you just carry around a ticking time bomb while you’re at it man
don’t imagine dan and phil shopping for the perfect new piano
don’t imagine dan pulling phil over to instrument after instrument, testing out the keys and the benches and phil grinning fondly the entire time
don’t imagine dan picturing where the piano will end up and getting the dorkiest little smile when he thinks of all the new songs he can learn
don’t imagine phil taking a step back and watching dan in his element, still wowed by his impeccable talent
don’t imagine dan suddenly stopping, a look of awe upon his face as he turns and whispers to phil, “this one. this is the one,“ his voice full of emotion as phil gazes back just as adoringly
don’t imagine phil flipping over the price tag, his eyes bugging out slightly, but then shrugging because hell, they could afford 5 of these pianos and besides, dan deserves only the absolute best
don’t imagine the shivers running down dan’s back when the piano is finally delivered, and the little dance he does with phil around his (their) room when he finally gets to revel in how aesthetically perfect it looks and how well it plays
most of all, don’t imagine dan finally sitting down at that piano like a true virtuoso, his fingers deftly producing the gorgeous melodies of his and phil’s favorite songs, and phil’s entire being flooding with pride and affection, his face glowing and eyes shining as he reaches out to stroke their dog lying on the bed with him, feeling utterly at bliss and grateful beyond words for this new place that seems to be bringing out the best in both him and dan, this place where they’ll probably spend the rest of their lives together
I KNEW THIS MOMENT IN WILD SPACE REMINDED ME OF SOMETHING.
The minute OMG OBI-WAN’S HERE AND I NEED TO TALK TO HIM happens, Anakin LITERALLY RUNS OUT OF THE ROOM, even twenty years later, he’s still doing it as Vader. OBI-WAN SHOWS UP AND *WHOOSH* HE’S OUT THE DOOR and everyone just gets the fuck out of the way.
SANA: What are you doing? MOM: Have you seen my green veil? SANA: *Speaks Arabic* MOM: Yeah.. SANA: Yes! Why? MOM: Because I don’t know what you’re up to anymore. SANA: I’m not up to anything! MOM: You are out with all your friends and suddenly I see you outside with Yousef and then you don’t tell me anything. I’m worried, don’t you understand? SANA: You talk about my friends like they’re criminals or something. It’s not like all non-muslims lie, drink and have lots of sex! MOM: I know that, Sana. SANA: Yeah, then why can’t you trust that I have friends who are good people? MOM: I trust you, Sana, but I know lots of young people don’t follow the same rules as you. And you know that Norwegian society have lots of customs that don’t fit us. SANA: There are lots of things in Islam that doesn’t fit me either! Like its view of homosexuality or why does Islam say that muslim men can marry non-religious women, but muslim women can’t. Isn’t that a bit sexist? At least in the society we live in and when Islam says the Quran can adapt to every society you live in…? MOM: Where is this coming from? SANA: I’m just asking! Aren’t you allowed to ask? MOM: Yes, you’re allowed to ask. You’re allowed to ask. SANA: But what? You don’t have any answers? MOM: I’m just worried about you, Sana. I don’t want you to get hurt. SANA: I won’t get hurt! ELIAS: *Speaks in Arabic* SANA: *Answers in Arabic* ELIAS: I heard. What were you doing with Yousef the other day? SANA: With Yousef? ELIAS: Yeah, mom told me she saw you together. SANA: Oh, yeah. He just walked me home from Noora’s. ELIAS: You like him! SANA: Huh? No! ELIAS: Yousef is a nice guy. SANA: It’s just that he’s not a muslim. ELIAS: Yousef is the most muslim guy I know. He doesn’t drink, he’s always respectful to everyone. SANA: Yeah, but he doesn’t believe in Allah. ELIAS: Doesn’t believe in Allah.. Do you know how many people I know who say they believe in Allah? But they still drink, steal and vandalize. What’s more important? Saying you believe in Allah or live like you believe in Allah? The most important thing to me at least, is that my sister is doing well with a good guy and.. not only goes to the Mosque. SANA: I don’t think mom agrees. ELIAS: You know mom just wants what’s best for us. It’s just that she was born in a completely different country in a completely different time, so she doesn’t know what it’s like to be us. You have to stop having such a sad face. Because when you’re sad, I’m sad too. SANA: I’m not sad. ELIAS: That’s good. SANA: There’s a party at Løkka* tomorrow. If you want to come. ELIAS: With your friends? Those who were at the flat the other day? SANA: Mhm. ELIAS: Fun! Fun. Yeah, of course we’ll come. SANA: Bring Yousef! ELIAS: Yeah, I’ll do that
clark, five steps out of the grave, seeing bruce has gathered a team full of dangerous, superpowered individuals, while the world apparently now reveres superman as if they weren’t on his ass before he died:
Ruin my chances at my dream job, will you? Please, let me return the favor.
(long story. tl;dr at the end)
I am a nurse. When I was in nursing school, I loved my rotation through ICU and wanted nothing more than to be an ICU nurse, because I eventually wanted to become a nurse anesthetist (ICU experience is required for anesthesia school). My first job after graduation was not in ICU, but after 10 months as a nurse, I was offered a position in a Multi-system ICU. It was a training program for new nurses and I was told I would get 16 weeks of training. Fantastic! I was so excited! Then right before I started, I was told, oops, no, you actually only get 6 weeks of training. Um, okay, kind of concerned that that’s not enough time, but I’m going to try my best. I was somewhat apprehensive, but still excited. Until I met my preceptor.
This girl was undoubtedly intelligent and knew her job, but she was so mean to me that I was regularly having near-panic attacks in the few weeks I worked there. She would send huge emails to the educator about how much I sucked, and would ream me out in front of other staff and patients (one time one of the other nurses had to intervene). The other girl who started the program at the same time as me even said how awful my preceptor was being to me. She was also arrogant as fuck, and always bragged about shit, like how her fiancé (who was a practicing nurse anesthetist and made a lot of money) paid all this money for her engagement ring, and paid all this money for his surprise proposal, and how once they were married and had kids if she wanted a thousand dollar baby stroller, that’s what he was going to buy her, and how her wedding was going to be so big and fancy and expensive and perfect. And she was one of those people who was “super Christian,” and was fake nice and passive aggressive when talking to you that it starts to make you wonder if you’re crazy for seeing the vile in them. I hated her with the fire of a thousand burning suns.