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Being short
Pros
Sweater Sleevies
Cons
Sweater Sleevies
1,2,5 and 6 for the weird asks!
1) I collect coffee mugs. I currently have a couple with things inside, one with a cat, one with a little lipstick. All adorable. Also, my Slytherin mug has held many a cup of coffee or tea.
2) Lollipops! I've been addicted to blow-pops for years, and I just sent my mom to buy almost fifty bucks worth of See's candy lollipops. They're like a more demure, adult lollipops that make me feel less like a six year old hopping along to the gas station with a pocketful of quarters.
5) By the bottle, when possible, or in some of my cutesy glasses or mugs.
6) pastel mixed with either sportsware or tomboy. Cutesy wootsy but I'm really bad with skirts. Not very ladylike lol.
Best part of being back home, being accused of shoving my fingers down my throat and puking for attention because I'm a lying liar that lies, even though I hate puking so much I start crying whenever it happens.
Me, so angry I'm about to start crying again, because my grandmother doesn't believe anyone else can be sick or in pain ever because she has cornered the market.
Mom: what are you gonna do with a ukulele?
Me: charm woodland creatures wtf do you think I'm gonna do I'm gonna learn to play it
Mom: Why?
Me: uh *sabrathan.exe stops working*
Me: because I want to
Mom: because you want to?
Me: BECAUSE I WANT TO!
12,13,and 15 for identity asks!!!
12) I am 100000% a cat person
13) Inside unless there's a beach
15) Bloodhound by Tamora Pierce, The Case of the Left Handed Lady by Nancy Springer, The Girl with Silver Eyes by Willo Davis Roberts, Tempest and Slaughter by Tamora Pierce, and Dragonsdale by Salamanda Drake. (I'm very big on children's fantasy. Heroines are my thing!)
Me: *wearing my expensive pink wig and a dress like a total slut™ apparently*
13 Year Old Boys: *cat calling*
Me: *flashes vampire fangs and laughs like a psycho*
Boys: ... wtf ...
Weird Events from my time in Tahoe
I walked to Denny's on Christmas morning after taking a shower and my hair froze to my head. A family offered to eat with me. I said no thanks. I took a selfie in my booth directly by the window and since I was tan as shit I passed for a prepubescent white washed Jesus in said selfie. My friends still remind me of this day often.
I lost my wallet on the way to work one day. A Russian girl showed up at my job, asked for me by name, and handed me my wallet. I thanked her and turned away for a second. When I looked back she had completely disappeared like she never existed. This was Valentine's Day.
My friends came over for my birthday party and decided they wanted to play hide and seek in my neighborhood. Like the whole neighborhood. We grouped up so in every group at least one person had a cell phone. My friend Jay and I hid out at an abandoned house. We found human bones in the outdoor fireplace. We tried to show the others but could not find the house again. I found the lot the next week, no sign a house had ever been there.
I used to get awful migraines. I would get so sick with them even water would make me sick. I had to have IV Benadryl and go to bed immediately after. I spent at least one night a month in the ER. After moving my migraines grew less frequent and less painful. I lived in the attic, which in addition to being haunted, was leaking carbon monoxide from a hidden room.
My friends and I realized there was a hidden room in my house when we saw a window on a side with no room. When one friend took a hammer to the wall she hit steel. We would hear screaming children every night at midnight. We think a child serial killer lived there.
We recorded ourselves doing accents one night with my webcam. Next morning the video had been deleted.
I'm a gold metal swimmer. I went into the lake one day and my limbs felt like lead. I could hear mumbling in a language I couldn't understand and something tried to drag me down. A friend pulled me out. She told me about the legend of the girl who's mother drowned her in the lake. I think it was the Natives that died there, calling for me.
My mom sent my friends and I to Safeway one night. We were walking my starlight only. I went temporarily blind and had to be guided to the store. My vision returned once we entered and didn't leave again. When we returned to my house I saw a hazy figure on horseback.
My friend brought her boyfriend to my room. While they were making out one friend was in the corner mumbling in Latin and clawing at her arms so much she was bleeding. Another friend and I were suddenly sapped of all energy. We fell asleep on my carpet at noon on a Saturday. No one was in control of themself.
Books I wanted as a teenager that I'm now plotting to write
I want a boy to give up everything he knows, the evil he has been raised to, for the love of a biromatic asexual girl who refuses to have anything to do with him until he stops apologizing for the homophobic and classist tendencies of the people who raised him. Also the entire book is about her and her friends trying to prevent a supernatural war and he's honestly just a background character and she doesn't need him.
My teenagedom weeved together with even more gang violence, drug, and intrigue (which as a teenager I didn't know was possible) which involves bunch of teenage girls killing abusive dickhead stepfathers and a child molester.
A mixed race gay man's perspective of a supernatural war that he's on the fringes of while his ex tries to get back together with him. Also he's blind and an asshole.
A lesbian bartender/bookstore clerk is connected by a red string to one of the bar patrons. A story of a fated love that defies race and religion with magic and self discovery mixed in.
A teenage boy follows his missing siblings into a strange alternative world with only the neighbor girl he met two days ago and a pocket watch his mother gave him as a guide. He learns the truth about his family, his mother, and what really happened when his father disappeared. He discovers himself in the process. Also there is literally no romance. Like the girl tries to flirt with him and it never works but he never outright says he's gay he's just really oblivious and as an oblivious person when it comes to love I wanted to write someone equally oblivious. This is the one I'm working on for my creative writing class.
A boy mage who can talk to dragons is kicked out of his hostler training program and ends up following a foreign knight, a bastard serving girl, and a six year old who's supposed to be the strongest mage alive in an attempt to stop demons from taking over. He's a sarcastic shit and somehow also the mom of the group it's great.
Two teenagers start a supernatural investigation service in a town based on South Lake Tahoe. Some of the events that take place in the book are based on actual things that happened to me and my friends when I lived there. Very creepy. An adrogenous gay boy and his bisexual best friend, including their romantic excursions and bumbling senior year antics.