AFTER FOUR DAYS OF BEING ONLY IN MY UNDERWEAR TODAY IS THE DAY IM WEARING CLOTHES....
so, for context. basically i fell asleep at a pool, got bad sunburn. we tried to keep it an at home look after.. buuut unfortunately well it didnt go so well, and only now my mama took me to the hospital last night, and it was indeed infected. they put me on that laughing gas.. (shit was funny i agree name is correct), and scraped all the blister skin off of my shoulders. and then i came out of the laughing laughter.. and my shoulders were BARE dawg,,, anyway. they put this foam on it and put some stuff over it to keep it on,, and now i'm at home after an all nighter sitting up with clothes on.. i kept telling myself i could do it in the bathroom mirror.. GIVE ME A CHEER I FINALLY AM WEARING CLOTHES.... THIS FEELS SO FOREIGN
Last Year, (I think), my Family and I were staying at a Premier Inn Hotel in Manchester. Pride Month had already ended months ago, yet they still had their Pride Decorations up.
I was a little happy seeing this, and I pointed it out to my Parents. Obviously, my Parents weren’t as enthusiastic, but my Sister was glad aswell.
Everyday we went out, before I left and after I came back, I looked at the Pride Poster they had on the Staff Only Door & did a little thumbs up with a smile.
The one Morning, I wake up to my Dad with a bag. He takes the contents out, and look at what it is: The Pride Decorations. Specifically the Pride Flag Bunting in the Window & the Pride Poster that was on the Staff Only Door.
I was surprised and confused, but apparently one of the Receptionists saw how happy I was & how I did a little thumbs up at the Pride Poster everyday, so he decided to give them to me to keep.
We went downstairs to get out breakfast, and I thanked the guy. He even offered to get some more Pride Decorations! But I said no, since I was quite happy with what I got, and also because I didn’t want to take all their Pride Decor.
I have them hung up in my room to this day. I hope the guy that gave me them is having an amazing day. :)
here is a list of facts that tell a story about my day:
1. my dad went to the same college as me
2. we have a very distinctive last name
3. my dad introduced me to his favorite professor
4. i am not out to my family so he introduced me as my deadname
5. im in a class thats having my dad’s favorite prof as a guest speaker, and she got an email from the professor of that class, with all the students cc’d on it.
6. i just got my name updated on my email, so the name it shows up with is jason lastname, rather than deadname lastname.
7. my dad’s favorite professor knows my deadname, my current name, and my last name
8. got an email from my dad’s favorite professor asking me if i, jason lastname, was the brother of deadname lastname (also me).
9. i am now so trans that i’ve got people thinking i am my own brother
thinking about the time a few weeks ago I was watching tv with my family and I went upstairs to get a popsicle except we had double popsicles and when I tried to pull the thing apart it fell into like three pieces so I just picked one up and started gnawing BUT then the doorbell rang and I instantly panicked dropped to the floor and scooted into a corner so when my mom came upstairs to answer the door she found me huddled against the cabinets sitting on the floor and eating a bright red popsicle out of my bare hands
i brought a power bank with me yesterday but clearly i didn't charge it enough bc it ran out of charge just after i got off the train
they had plug sockets in the train but i only had a cable which like. who the fuck is carrying around a full plug in 2026 lbr
got back to town it was 1 something in the morning i was like oh they have usb sockets in maccies so i go in there and plug in my phone. the cleaning lady is like oh those don't work. what do you mean none of them work!!! girl!!! and i'm like well now i can't pay for the bus back
i go back to the station ask the security guy if there is anywhere i can plug in my phone. he's says no and by the time i get back to the bus stop the last train from that stop is gone anyway. there are other buses but i don't know which stops they're from and i can't check bc no phone. and again i still can't pay and i can't use my bus pass bc it's after 11:30
and it starts raining. and i'm like great am i gonna be abandoned here all night. and i can't even take a cab bc i can't pay and i can't remember the name of the road where i'm staying and i can't check
eventually i decide to go up to the cabbie and ask him to charge my phone until i can tell him where to go 😭 and then he charges it on the way and i pay when i get back CRISIS AVERTED but please remind me to check my power bank has enough charge next time jesus christ
I feel like trump would be an alcoholic, on the dl, cuz how else do you explain the moronic shit he does
But fun fact, my username is based on my (chosen) middle name!!
Full tale under cut
When i was born i had no middle name. Neither did my mother, and my brother wasn’t meant to have one either.
His name was gonna be hyphenated, but moms mom stuck in and changed it so he had a middle name while she was still tired and weary from her first pregnancy, which, rude.
So then, fast forward to 2021 i think. We’re visiting mama (moms mom) for like, dinner, or to give her a shot, or helping out with something? I don’t remember. What matters is that this has ended and I’ve raided her fridge for some ice cream.
I’m sitting on the stairs while mom and mama talk, and the topic of me not having a middle name comes up. Mama says i should have one, and now we’re all brainstorming what it should be.
Mom suggests hurricane (running joke)
I (an edgy tweenager tryna act grown) say “something with alcohol, like Margarita!” Mama has no objections, i think there was someone else on her side of the family with that middle name but i don’t remember anymore, Mom picks and chooses that this is not a battle she’s gonna fight, and bam, my middle name is Margarita
I obviously go and tell my school friends the very next day! So everyone knows my middle name is Margarita cuz it’s a small school, and life is good.
Now! 6th grade, i love nicknames, and i love when people give me nicknames.
One of my besties, Cel, decides that based off my middle name, my nickname is now Tequila! And that’s where my username comes from!!
After that we do infact shorten it further, so I’m now Tequiqui (q is making a k sound) or Tekiki, and so i went by Kiki online for a bit
And we did infact have our hanging out segments labled “Cel and Tekiki”
