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@shenanigans-and-imagines
Me not being able to reblog this because it now has the perfect amount of notes but I still super relate...
Once you get this you have to say 5 nice things about yourself publicly and then send it to ten of your favorite followers ♡♡ (~° ͜ʖ͡°)~
Mmmm…
Let’s see. I, uh, like my hair a lot. I need to actually post some pictures of it since I got it cut and dyed. Ya’ know how there are those people who bitch about “all oriental characters having blue/red/purple streaked hair, blah. Blah. Blah. WELL. I have wanted purple hair since I was in the 6th grade and now as a 22 year old I finally did it. But I was super nervous since I work in the medical field and in a fairly conservative state. I recently star- Okay so today I started a brand new job after being in the field for a little over a year. But I was so scared that I wouldn’t get the job or they would make me change it. I walked into work today and it turns out that the person that saw my hair during the interview and yelled, “I love your hair!!” is going to be my team lead. So that was nice. Oh. And I have a new job.
Speaking of work I feel pretty confident in my ability to make friends no matter what situation I’m in. I still get texts from all my old coworkers and have plans to hang out with at least 85% of the ones I like. And I derailed training today fro 55 minutes because I was telling scary stories, which the trainer and fellow trainee ALSO love.
I think I’m pretty smart? Or at least I’m good at faking it and discreetly fact checking myself on Google.
I think I have pretty decent taste in music too… Ugh, these are so hard this is why I never do these things ><”
Finally I’m good with animals I guess? SV constantly says/said that her cats like me better and the fact that I could keep a hamster alive for 3 1/2 years is crazy.
There you go. I think I have to go back and start doing those like AMA things because coming up with things is so tough XP
So… I absolutely love Vincent. Like… exponentially. And now I’m suddenly starting to realize that I have A LOT of things in common with him. List:
- left-handed
- same hair length
- despises pink
- acts like a cat
- the “off switch” thing
- allergic to cats
- kills people for fun (in video games, of course… even if it prevents me from progressing in the story… also it frustrates me that I can’t kill the children in the games because they’re frick-frackin’ annoying)
- high-pitched sneezes
- my ‘sona is a cougar
- been a security guard
- good at math
-perfectionist
- sadistic and masochistic (finally accepted that I am… it’s non-sexual, tho)
The list could really go on.
So, rebornica, are you stalking me? Kidding. Also I promise I’m still sane.
But in all honesty Vincent is much cuter than I am. That adorable bby. I’m going to be doing a hardcore Vincent cosplay in the next few weeks.
My Life: Me 5
WHO DID THE THING!?!
No really!
Anybody see that post I made like a day ago? About Chaz?
HE CAME BACK INTO THE CENTER I WORK AT. I am like 9763% that this is not okay. And this time he was wearing a "Thug Life" baseball cap.
So this situation escalated to "holy shitbALLS WHAT IS HAPPENING!?"
#ChazifyouareinfactontumblrandcanreadthisstopwearingclothesthatIcanmakefunofbecauseI'mnotsorry
'kay, thanks. Bye.
My Life: Me 4
So, I know for a fact that I've told Techie this story but I don't think she minds hearing it again. (If you do I'm sure we can figure out some way for me to make it up to you.)
Alrighty, Detentionaire family here's an extremely riveting tale for you so let's jump in.
Once upon a time, like several months ago, when it was rush at my work and there were literally hundreds of students flocking through my office to take entrance exams for the college I work at. One day in particular was pretty light on traffic, so I was just sitting about watching shows on my computer when a delightful young gentleman walked in. By delightful I mean snobbish and by gentleman I mean slap-worthy and by young I mean he was wearing a "I forgot to turn my swag off" shirt. It wasn't even a shirt it was like a tank top. ugh. ugh. ugh.
So being the profesional I am I decided to ignore all these outstanding signs of douchebaggery and ask for his photo ID and student number. And Detentionaire family, I'll let you have a moment to guess what this peach's name was. No really, go ahead. I'll even play jeopardy music while you guess. You ready? Chaz. It was Chaz. -screaming intensely-
I spent three whole minutes trying not to laugh at this kid. IT WAS SO BAD GUYS. I was grinning like a maniac the entire time! XP So that happened. Just thought you should know
My life: Me 2
GUYS, so some of you know that I work at the testing center at my college. Well today I had a very pleasant tester come in, after a few questions about which exam he was taking I asked for his student and photo ID.
His name was Kevin Tran.
KEVIN TRAN.
After I check students information they have to read over the rules of our testing center and sign that they will comply and blah blah blaaaaah blaaaAAAAAAAH. This takes about three minutes (or 20 seconds if you just blankly stare at the page and don't read the damn thing and then I have to coddle the dopes "Do you have a cell phone? Okay, that needs to be COMPLETELY off, not on vibrate or silent" "Now, take a whiteboard as well... Because math is hard without something to do the problem on." "Take the instruction sheet as well. Take the instruction sheet. Instructions. TAKE. THE. PAPER. *picks up sheet and forces it into dumb's hands*")
Back to Kevin. So lucky for me he actually sat down so I had an easier time hiding that fact that I was tearing up from not laughing because I had JUST been catching up on SPN at work. After several minutes of laughing at my oh so clever Supernatual themed math jokes I went to seat him.
Upon returning to my desk I was delighted at how smoothly the transaction had gone.
Until I realized I had made so many math jokes that I signed him in to that math section. Not the English section he had requested.
How embarrassing. I'm just gonna go crawl under a rock guys. Bye.
My life: Me 1
-random angry conversation over sandwiches-
Geoff: FUCK YOUR COUCH!
Me: This is your couch.
Geoff: Well... it's your's by proxy...?
Me: So what does that even entail? Like you want me to have sex with the couch. Because I can do that I mean I have quite a bit of free time tonight...
Geoff: Yeah, it'd have to be like reverse cowgirl.
Me: You mean reverse couchgirl.
-is now grounded-