No, you don’t understand. This scene basically interprets what almost EVERY weeaboo goes through.
You’ve got the TRASH who is obsessed with their interest, the FAMILY who’s used to the obsession, the MIDDLEMAN who knows the world but isn’t completely engrossed by it, and the OUTSIDER who has no clue and is overwhelmed with confusion; and who requires the assistance of the middleman.
I AM BASICALLY SEKITO, WHO IS DEFINITELY ONE OF MY SPIRIT ANIMALS.
It should have been Brandon. Charming, witty, intelligent, quick
tempered and rash Brandon. Brandon was who received all the training, sitting
in on their father’s meetings and learning to rule directly from the King in
the North, Rickard VII.
A single car crash changed all of that. The driver had a heart attack at the
wheel, barreling into a barricade and crash landing into a ravine.
I wanted to take some preview pictures for the recolor I did on the weekend but created a cute vampire instead because I don’t even know. No energy. I spent the afternoon at the library with my classmates. We had a small project with ten years old kids and there were like, I don’t know, twenty of them? It was fun, I love doing such things. Next week we’re in fact having a sleepover at the library and the librarian said it’s gonna be the same group. So yeah, cool, however when these things are over I always realize how exhausted it actually makes me feel :D I guess I ignore it when I’m around those kids and then they leave and it just hits me.
Anyways, then I came home, turned on the TV and saw the first news about what happened in London. I’m still shocked and just…the older I get the more I can’t understand what’s going on in the world. I hope you are alright, guys. Stay safe.
Oh gosh… What do I want to talk about? Ah… how about vet med?
I have a feeling you all know that I love animals. Like a lot. I grew up with dogs and a cat and have had them my entire life. They all hold special places in my heart and I have fond memories with every single one of them. I always was outside at my grandparents’ house chasing down frogs and toads and watching deer walk through their yard. I went horse riding a few times and marveled at how large and gentle they were. I remember back to when I was three or four years old and standing on my toes to look over the exam room table at our family veterinarian to watch him look our dogs over. And that’s when I realized I wanted to be a vet.
I love all of the innovations that have come to vet med thanks to human medicine, as well as things we’ve found and started ourselves. I love the passion involved in research and clinical treatment, and how much the field has changed in the last 50 years. We know more about our domestic animals than we ever did, and there is still so much to learn.
Okay so one of the things I absolutely love about veterinary medicine are the people. So many people that go into the profession have 1) a love for animals, 2) ridiculously brilliant minds, and 3) innovative thoughts and ideas, all of which center around the budget of a pet’s owner. The thing I love about the last point is the fact that I’ve seen so many clinicians bend over backwards and come up with something that’s never been done or thought of before and have it work perfectly when a client comes in with $200 dollars in their pocket. I love the compassion in this field and how, even though it hurts their wallets and they make nothing, clinicians will sweep charges under the rug or severely discount it and give a patient a treatment their owner can’t otherwise afford. I love the passion and the compassion.
I feel like I’m rambling, but you asked me to talk about something I loved and this is definitely something! Lol. I just love the people and the pets I can interact with. I love being able to fix an innocent soul with my hands and do things that will make the human-animal bond stronger. I don’t know I’m not making sense but I just love it! I could go on forever but I can already tell that there is no direction to this and that I’m talking in circles, so I’m going to cut it there!