thank you to #her btw i hope she's doing well in life (fingers crossed she isnt here). but i had an intense crush on this girl from grade school until high school and the lengths i went through just for her to even notice me.... i wasn't even out then i was only out to a few of my friends. did i learn the drums just to be in the same club as her? yeah. do i regret doing all of that?? fuck no LOL
also there was a time during those years, they made up this dumb rule that students weren't allowed to hug or hold hands with eo like we were spreading some kind of gay agenda??
stopp this is bit cute 😩 speaking of crushes, i indeed had one that i couldn't get him out of my mind for a hot minute lol he was the first person that i thought i could be in love with but then i just moved abroad for studies and that makes me wonder all the what-ifs 🤠 sorry for oversharing i'm still working on it 😩
my extremely buttoned down parents were very preoccupied with the idea that I would end up uncouth and unladylike when I was 16 (it was the heyday of the demonic and cursed reality show ‘what not to wear’). They sent me to a local short course on ‘etiquette’ that spring in the hopes it would be the full blown makeover I so sorely needed. I blew it off and went and hung out at the skate park instead, where I ran into a chaotic red haired boy I vaguely knew through friends and we made out frantically at various landmarks for the next 3 days until the course was over and he ghosted me. I stan my 16 year old self for being so wilfully disobedient and unwavering in her self-concept. I still have a bit of a thing for redheads
I am a teacher and just came back from year 9 camp and honestly seeing Year 9 girls at the final night disco (lol) gather together in a circle and scream lyrics they love, whilst wearing crop tops and sweats, long hair everywhere, clutching at their hearts and each other and singing so dramatically and passionately I was like yeah, you guys are the best.
Also some of them are terrifyingly mean. They are able to shred my sense of self into ribbons with just one cunty response- but I kinda think that is great too.
there is something so deeply intimate about knowing a person’s penmanship. you could know someone for years even but not know what their handwriting looks like. i had a coworker (turned friend) at my old job tell me how when she misses me she looks at the post-it with the passwords i had written for my work accounts. (sharing mine here bc in my head i’m friends with everyone who comes across this post. pi.fyi community has gotten me through some tough times last year and i love learning new things through people’s recs here!!)
it still baffles me that there are people out there who heavily rely on chatgpt, maybe even have fully replaced google, to make the decisions for them. idk which is worse using chatgpt or tiktok as a search engine bc what the actual fuck ?? 😭