i suppose i should say this here, too, since i made a feed about a
month ago asking if my bestie (polsci prof) clocked me as autistic.
well, i went up to his office today to talk to him about an
experience i had this monday which reminded me of something that
happened in his class semester—something about my professors
immediately clocking that im nervous about presentations—so i ask
him, "is there something about me?" and he tells me, mind you
without me bringing up the subject of autism around him ever, that
he'd always thought that i was on the spectrum. i told him i'd
always suspected that i am autistic and he said something along the
lines of "i mean, i have adhd, so i sensed some neurodivergence in
you." this is great.
despite the fact that im majoring in international studies, i
actually have no real force within me to change anything in this
world. my ideal future is one where we return to hunter-gatherer
societies, or at least to bartering, but economists think that this
is "less effective" than using money or keeping up the global
capitalist system. free trade is beneficial to all, according to
them. and who's going to listen to me over an economist?
showing oomf the gay bolshevik texts
yesterday i ate all the leftovers of the biscoff cheesecake that my
mom made and, ever since, i've been reeling with the consequences
of eating something so dense with cream and cheese. do not let your
greed get you into such tragic affairs—always live a life led by
moderation when it comes to these things.
my bestie is wearing those really bright purple pink and green
sneakers again today... i didnt get too good of a look, but im at
least 85% sure theyre the Puma MB.03 Toxic Basketball Shoes
today while sitting upstairs i was contemplating whether i should
visit my bestie's (polsci prof) office or not, and for once in my
life, i thought to myself, "why dont i eenie-meenie-miney-mo it?"
and so i did. i designated one thumb for "yes" and the other "no,"
and, in the end, i left it in the hands of fate—landed on "yes,"
almost doubted myself, but then decided it must be a Ramadan
miracle, and made my way to his office. i always check first if his
curtains are drawn or not, and they were, so it was safe to knock,
except when i did, i didnt get an answer...but, somehow, i suppose
i didnt want to give up. i shuffled my way to the window and he
noticed me and, fortunately, seemed free enough to happily wave
& invite me in. indeed, i should always trust in Allah's plan
for me.
been getting a lot of cramps recently and, honestly, i blame the
sykes-picot agreement
now that im exempt from fasting for the next week or so, i should
go to the bestie's (my polsci prof) office and show him this
showstopping thing... see, i got a video on my fyp a while ago of
someone painting birthdays and, though i was really close to
scrolling, i decided to see if they maybe had done his birthday
too. Lo and behold—December 26 was in fact included; what are the
chances? Anyway, it's a really pretty painting so i decided he
needed to see it too, lol. hopefully i can actually stop by soon
you know, at first, i was somewhat worried that my style of prose
is a bit too dreamy—getting a little bit too close to the
ramble-zone and burdening the reader with unnecessarily long
tangents. then i started reading Fyodor Dostoevsky's Crime &
Punishment and i realized there's nothing for me to worry about,
really
anyway, since everyone on twitter was being cranky and haters about
it, i'll say it here now; im thinking of getting the bestie (my
polsci prof) and maybe even my anthro prof gifts for eid—i single
them out because theyre the only ones i have an idea of what to get
(it's pretty easy: the former likes dogs, latter likes cats). not
to brag or anything, but im kind of a genius
Asked my international relations prof if I could see his tie today,
and thankfully he was very happy to show me. It was this navy blue
with little golden dots, and some gold thread woven in here and
there. Told him it was very pretty. He often wears really nice ties
so I make sure to point it out
learning russian right now (before you comment "?" it has nothing
to do with the fact that my bestie (polsci prof) is russian. uh.
trust me) this stuff is difficult. i havent gotten to any grammar
or sentence structure yet, just memorizing words is pretty onerous.
im getting better at reading cyrillic script quickly though
gave the bestie (polsci prof) a physical copy of one of the selfies
we took last semester, because my mom printed them out unprompted a
while ago. we took two, so i have one taped on my cabinet and now
he has the second one; this socializing shtick is great.
Happy birthday to my older brother, who keeps coming into my room
just to throw plush toys at me & "test my reflexes." I can say
I'm better at catching things now
my bestie (polsci prof) introduced me to his sister today &
asked me if they looked alike. happy to report that they do, to a
scary degree, maybe
told my prof (and bestie) that ive been keeping track of when he
said his sibling would visit & bro jus said "youre funny" in
such a tone ,. did he just clock me as autistic or what
stop sending me plushies i have a girlfriend
dont like my feeds if ur homophobic brah im a LESBIAN i love WOMEN
i love LESBIANS I LOVE GIRLXGIRL
saw my bestie today (my political science professor) all is
forgiven
Muy professor (who is also my best friend its true) going to the
louvre without me ... watch out for who is fake & who Is real.
Lots of liars and snakes and traitors out there , ok?