#hur-dur

[gogx]

[nvummi]

I got a tattoo, kinda long ago. Just five characters, typed it out myself and all. It was supposed to be about the Goiâna accident and the main radioactive isotope that was mainly responsible for that accident —caesium-137. It was supposed to sit under a messed-up butterfly that I have on my chest, as it were a specimen with a cool codename under it. Goofy stuff, but it suits my body as much as it suits me, personally.

See, the thing is that I didn't think twice about it. The tattoo reads "C-137". C. Not Cs. It is not caesium. It's carbon. Remarkably not radioactive. Very cool, chill element. It can't hurt you like that. But now I've got a butterfly codemaned C-137, an animal made anew by what is now a radioactive element that is supposed to be the main component of life as we know it.

I personally find it hilarious that a mistake I made for not double-checking what I was about to permanently have stabbed and permanently written upon my skin. But instead of crying about it, I now have and entire world-building symbol smack down the middle of my chest; my very center. If my life goes down the way I want it to, maybe I'll write a book about it. About an essential component of life becoming our undoing, and how there is nothing humanity can do now but futily attempt to escape itself, as it does today, and to my appreciation, has always done.

All of this to say that I was never actually wrong.

[raven-von-bloodimir]

Amo

[fruitytuna]

Such an Idiot in Physics

So I was in class, and it was kind of an off day. I was feeling pretty tired, so I picked my stuff up and left along with everyone else as soon as the bell rang, wondering why everyone left their stuff at their desks. I took my breakfast- a raisin roll -and went into the hall and started eating it. I was a little put off when I saw someone I usually don't at that time and didn't see all the people I usually do, and I was halfway to Psychology before I realized that I had lab. So, being as suave and collected as I am, I ran back to class while stuffing the remaining half of my breakfast in my mouth. I made it right as the bell rang, and my Physics teacher remarked on how he thought I was going to my next class (he saw me leaving with my backpack). I smiled as non-awkwardly as I could with all that food in my mouth in reply, and he frowned with the realization that I had half a roll in my mouth, in a science classroom. So I went out of the classroom and swallowed it as fast as I could, but it couldn't just end there. I started to choke due to the massive amount of under-chewed bread in my mouth, and I had to stagger halfway down the hall to the water fountain so I could water it down enough to swallow. After that, I was pretty awake for the rest of the day :P