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operasteersi will be honest, i don't even really know what to start this journal with
i know summer has just started, but it also feels like everything is just kinda rolling downhill faster than i can blink. i'm trying to handle flex terms while starting this new job (i will say, my first day there? holy fuck is this what a healthy work environment is like? is this what it means to be treated with decency and respect??), but there's also this looming fear. "what if today is the day they decide to strike you? what if today is the final day that you can sit here, hold your babies close, and pretend that this country dreams of a future with you in it, a dirty little thing that soils their good will?"
the news just keeps on rolling even when the cameras are off, and there're words branded on you from people who don't even see you as human
i'm trying my best to focus on what i can within my community, like, the small ways that i can help foster a sense of connection, but it's difficult when you just have this sense of "what's even the point" hanging over your head
and that's exactly why i gotta max out my sexy power
prof tries to rationalize slavery and the mistreatment of women (he was... a Character for sure)?? BOOM bitch be gone with a sexy heel kick
radical groups posting flyers to free men from porn and "sexual sin"?? BAM squat of a life time that shines brighter than the crotch coverings in kill la kill
national guard being deployed? HAH amateurs, i'm a national fucking treasure and nothing will beat the sexy that runs through these genes
anyhow, is it scary? yeah, but, i know that's why it's more important than ever for me to really express myself, so that i can connect to voices like mine and support others
on a side note: i want to get better at journaling my experiences. cause recently, i went to some plays which i thought were pretty cool, but i felt like i couldn't talk about them anymore once the day had passed. i'm not sure if that's a symptom of my burn out or a result of the culture i've experienced on other social media sites, where i felt like, if i didn't talk about the event right as it happened, i had somehow missed my chance to post about it. i want to be able to write down my memories and adventures so that i can experience them again and again, while a guy with pink hair and a sister complex throws them at me in the form of cards—oh wait, that might just be an experience exclusive to sora
i know summer has just started, but it also feels like everything is just kinda rolling downhill faster than i can blink. i'm trying to handle flex terms while starting this new job (i will say, my first day there? holy fuck is this what a healthy work environment is like? is this what it means to be treated with decency and respect??), but there's also this looming fear. "what if today is the day they decide to strike you? what if today is the final day that you can sit here, hold your babies close, and pretend that this country dreams of a future with you in it, a dirty little thing that soils their good will?"
the news just keeps on rolling even when the cameras are off, and there're words branded on you from people who don't even see you as human
i'm trying my best to focus on what i can within my community, like, the small ways that i can help foster a sense of connection, but it's difficult when you just have this sense of "what's even the point" hanging over your head
and that's exactly why i gotta max out my sexy power
prof tries to rationalize slavery and the mistreatment of women (he was... a Character for sure)?? BOOM bitch be gone with a sexy heel kick
radical groups posting flyers to free men from porn and "sexual sin"?? BAM squat of a life time that shines brighter than the crotch coverings in kill la kill
national guard being deployed? HAH amateurs, i'm a national fucking treasure and nothing will beat the sexy that runs through these genes
anyhow, is it scary? yeah, but, i know that's why it's more important than ever for me to really express myself, so that i can connect to voices like mine and support others
on a side note: i want to get better at journaling my experiences. cause recently, i went to some plays which i thought were pretty cool, but i felt like i couldn't talk about them anymore once the day had passed. i'm not sure if that's a symptom of my burn out or a result of the culture i've experienced on other social media sites, where i felt like, if i didn't talk about the event right as it happened, i had somehow missed my chance to post about it. i want to be able to write down my memories and adventures so that i can experience them again and again, while a guy with pink hair and a sister complex throws them at me in the form of cards—oh wait, that might just be an experience exclusive to sora
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Date: 2025-06-12 09:21 am (UTC)Please explain to this old person what "trying to handle flex terms" means ...?
Yes, the world is getting scarier every day. Keep fighting!
life of us chronicled by us
Date: 2025-06-14 06:38 pm (UTC)flex terms are college semesters condensed down from the usual 13 weeks to 4 weeks (there are some that are more along the lines of 3 weeks thought) so while they do go by faster and can help u get any credits u might be needing before graduating, there's usually a lot less leeway when it comes to asking for extensions or making up any late work (if the professor accepts it at all)
and yes!
Re: life of us chronicled by us
Date: 2025-06-15 08:58 am (UTC)even speedracer would say there's too much going on at once
Date: 2025-06-15 07:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-06-12 10:55 am (UTC)sparkling to infinity and beyond
Date: 2025-06-13 05:20 am (UTC)