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Sorta-ecited for tommorow

GOOD NEWS: I get out of school early

BAD NEWS: cavity filling at the dentist

GOOD NEWS: I have a needle phobia, so laughing gas, and thats always fun.

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everything here is the same instrumemt. They're all accoustic. I will probably re-post this apologizing tommorow when it's not 2:47AM. After I'm properly caffeinated.

FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DO NOT KNOW

THIS IS A TRUMPET

THIS IS A TROMBONE

THIS IS A TUBA

AND THIS IS A FRENCH HORN

THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME

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Another member of Hololive will be added to my favorites

(The list currently includes Sora, AZKI, Miko, Suisei, Fubuki, Haachama, Okayu, Mori, Baelz, Biboo, and FuwaMoco. I don't have a problem.)

Do I know what Pekora is saying? No, I know only about 3 or 5 words in Japanese. But I can assure youI am very entertained. I don't know whether its the character model or voice... (Answer: Both.)

(Maybe its that she reminds me of a less brainrotted Bijou?)

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I forgot how good I am at memorization

Specifically when theres a sound to associate with the word.

My memorization skills shocked me because I haven't tried to learn a language for 2 or 3 years. Pretty sure I'll stick around for this language, seeing as my current plan is moving to Japan after college.

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someone help- who's the gay son? Is it sam?

the west wing is the best show ever because you wouldn’t expect to come out of a hard-hitting, critically acclaimed political drama with the ultimate found family trope, right? and yet the president is a complete nerd, his wife is scary and the top in their relationship, the president and his chief of staff are Dad 1 and Dad 2, the deputy chief of staff and his assistant are in a years-long emotional affair and everyone knows it but them, the communications director is grumpy as hell and you love him so much, the press secretary is tall, hot and awesome, the deputy communications officer is the gay son and the president’s aide is the human personification of a pleasure to have in class. and they’re all family and love each other very much :)

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As a completely straight heterosexual women,

I would like to state that it is COMPLETELY normal to like 2nd gen kpop gg's because of the pretty ladies.

Who WOULDN'T enjoy the music video for Hush by MissA?

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Funny moment

One time at school a classmate didn't join the line so we all started chanting their name loudly. I think the other classes thought we were a cult.

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chapter 5 of solar system disco.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64877722/chapters/167875780

I can't put the text of it here because of a character limit, sadly.

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Why did I gain 2 followers from this?

I have a fanfic Idea where about Chase having a roomate. Should I write it? Theres more to it then Chase having a roomate, but yeah.

season 2 ep 7

The AIDs patient flirts with Chase. I agree, Chase is definitely pretty.

Oh, some things also happen with cameron during this ep, I gueuss. I'm just here to make Chase headcanons and enjoy the basically canon hilson.

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season 2 ep 7

The AIDs patient flirts with Chase. I agree, Chase is definitely pretty.

Oh, some things also happen with cameron during this ep, I gueuss. I'm just here to make Chase headcanons and enjoy the basically canon hilson.

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season 2 ep 5

was such a very hilson coded episode.

House even asks wilson on a date while insulting Wilson's wife.

Wilson tries to get House to return a motorcycle but thats irrelevent.

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my fanfics

Solar system dico: https://archiveofourown.org/works/64877722/chapters/166751305

CHAPTER 1: https://www.tumblr.com/9686764755864/782300989320495104/i-added-the-actual-chapter?source=share

CHAPTER 2: https://www.tumblr.com/9686764755864/782301630282547200/dakota-is-bored-this-is-never-a-good-sign-he?source=share

CHAPTER 3: https://www.tumblr.com/9686764755864/782302021723226112/701-am-dakota-is-sleeping-when-hes-woken-up-by?source=share

CHAPTER 4: https://www.tumblr.com/9686764755864/782302840363368448/chapter-4-of-my-fanfic?source=share

Chapter 5: https://archiveofourown.org/works/64877722/chapters/167875780

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Chapter 4 of my Fanfic

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64877722/chapters/167546329#workskin

8am

Dakota can hear someone opening the door to his apartment. He doesn't really want to open his eyes though. Only 3 people have a key to his apartment- Ida, Gwen, and Octavian. Ida is probably at work (Maybe, Dakota isn't sure what time it is). Gwen definitely wouldn't be here, considering... Well, what happened today. Or yesterday. Whatever time it was. Octavian was in the hospital, which rules him out. Pyscho axe murderer, then. I hope I'm killed quickly... Dakota thinks.

Someone touches his arm. Sort of strange stategy to wake someone up before you kill them.

Said axe murderer drags him onto the sofa. Before- checking his tempature? This murderer needs to go back to murderer school. "What the fuck happened while I was in a coma? I was only not present for about a week and a half. Dakota? I thought you promised to call me or Ida if you felt like drinking like this."

Dakota opens his eyes and immediately closes then again. "You should be in the hospital. You look like shit."

Octavian replies "I got out. Yes, I bribed the doctor. But I'll be fine. Dakota, your slurring. Drink some water."

Dakota opens his eyes and glares "You almost died. You said you wouldn't get yourself killed. You basically killed yourself. You said you wouldn't be like him."

Octavian sighs, before saying "First, I'm not Ida's brother. I'm her cousin. Second, I'm not dead yet, okay? Third, drink your damn water. Please stop crying, if you don't stop I might start crying."

Dakota mumbles "But I'm not crying."

Octavian wipes a few tears away- Okay maybe he was crying. 

Octavian says "You might want to take a shower. Or brush your hair. Or drink more water. Jason's coming over. I gave him your adress- are you wearing my shirt?"

"Why did you give him my adress?! Why didn't you tell him I was sick or something?!" Dakota says, annoyed. He sits up a bit and rests his head on Octavian's shoulder.

"Because we both know he'd come over anyway to make sure you were okay. You realize he picked up several of your habits, right?" Octavian replies.

"Sadly." Dakota mumbles.

"So. Are you going to take a shower? I can't drag you there. We both know i'm weak as shit." Octavian says, raising his eyebrows.

"I'm comfortable." Dakota replies.

"Dakota." Octavian says.

"Yeah?" Dakota says back.

"Take a shower." 

"Maybe." Dakota replies, standing up before almost falling over. If Octavian hadn't catched him he would've hit his head on the floor.

"How much did you drink that you were semi-passed out when I got here and your still drunk?" Octavian says.

"I'm not drunk." Dakota says, while slurring.

"Yes, and I have zero health issues." Octavian says while glaring.

Eventually, Dakota takes a shower and changes clothes.

"I- I have been looking for that hoodie. For months. I've asked you where that hoodie was. You said you didn't know where it was!" Octavian mutters.

"I feel less like i'm going to puke on you." Dakota replies, stretching. 

"Wow... How comforting." Octavian says.

"Are you seriously being sarcastic? I'll puke on you." Dakota replies.

Octavian says "I know your trying to be intimidating but you're about a foot shorter then me."

"When's Jason getting here?" Dakota replies.

Octavian shrugs. After a few moments, someone knocks on the door. Then, discovering it was unlocked, opens it. (Damnit, Octavian. Learn to lock doors once in a while).

"We were just talking about you." Octavian says, comepletely deadpan.

Dakota places his head in his hands. His day was going just fantastic, thank you very much.

Jason does a double take when he see's the two. "When did you two- never mind. I'm glad I won't see anymore of Octavian's stupid pining."

Dakota raises an eyebrow "What pining?"

Octavian ignores the question, instead opting to hide his face in Dakota's hair. 

Dakota looks back at Jason "Why did you want to see me?"

Jason replies "I told Percy I was wanted to make him a Quiche. I... May have forgotten I can't cook."

Dakota sighs, muttering "'Dakota, watch the feral wolf child please' gwen says. 'Please, Dakota, he likes you.' She says. 'He keeps trying to bite me' she says. Damnit, gwendolyn."

"...Dakota?" Jason asks. "What are you mumbling?"

Dakota sighs "I never should have  taught you how to speak. You could speak fine before, who needs to know how to speak more then thirty words anyway. Whatever. Fuck, okay, but your helping me make it. How the hell did I teach you to swear but I never taught you how to cook..." After a moment of the other two staring at him blankly, he replies "...What?"

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7:01 AM

Dakota Is sleeping when he’s woken up by rude knocking. He’s not sure how he knows it’s rude, he just does. When he opens the door, Ida is there. Definitely rude knocking, then. Dakota raises one eyebrow and asks “Ida. Why are you here?”

Ida replies “What? Forget showing up at my apartment at an ungodly hour with no shoes on?”

Dakota then remembers, and swears in his head. “Of course I remember. I’m not insane.”

Ida replies “Yes, and denial is a river in Egypt.”

Dakota blinked “Isn’t it spelled ‘Denile’?”

Ida replies, weirded out, “Dakota. I’ m talking right now. Verbally, you grammar nerd. Also, I don’t know. Ask one of the 13 dictionaries you have lying around. ”

Dakota rolls his eyes “Why are you here, Ida?”

“Are you okay?” Ida asks, genuinely concerned.

Why is she asking that? What does she mean? Dakota thinks. “I’m fine. I’m always fine.” Because he has to be fine. He has to be fine because if he isn’t then he’ll never be okay again.

“…Okay, then.” Ida says with a sigh, shaking her head.

“If you’re just going to judge me, leave already.” Dakota says while picking at a interesting shaped bug bite on his wrist.

9:20 AM

Dakota heard knocking on the door. He opened it and immediately started saying “Fuck off, I-“Before freezing when he instead saw Gwen.

“Ida told me you seemed off. I can see what she means.” Gwen says, looking annoyed.

Dakota snaps “Well why are you here?”

Gwen snaps back, raising her voice “Oh and you don’t have anything to apologize to me about?”

Dakota crossed his arms and says “No. You need to apologize to me.”

“About what, exactly, Dakota? I am so sick og your shit.” Gwen kept raising her voice. Dakota wanted her to top doing that.

Dakota yells back “I don’t HAVE any shit!”

“Oh? Of course, my bad- I forgot that chain smoking and dissociation are signs of stellar mental health!” Gwen yells.Gwen then continues “I don’t even KNOW why Ida puts up with you. Just because her brother asked her to look out for you doesn’t mean she has to. But that isn’t important. Dakota, you should get help.”

“You’re such a bitch.” Dakota snaps. “Go screw yourself, Gwen.”

“If you’re not going to get help, then you might as well be better off dead.” As if Gwen realized hw badly worded her last sentence was, she quickly attempts to backtrack. “Wait- Dakota, you know that’ not what I-“

“Get out. Now. “Dakota says.

“Dakota-“Gwen attempts to speak, getting interrupted again.

“NOW!” Dakota yells, only realizing he threw something at Gwen when it hit the wall and shattered.

“You need help. Oh, an by the way, Octavian woke up. Ida wanted me to let you know.”Gwen said when she left.

Dakota just sat down against the wall until he stopped feeling like doing something he’d regret.

He did do something he regretted. Dakota decides not to buy a new mirror this time.

Dakota opens the cabinet.

Chapter 3 of the AO3 fanfic i'm writing

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64877722/chapters/167281483

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Dakota is bored. This is never a good sign. He starts thinking about the fifth cohort. He hopes they’ve been eating actual food, but it’s likely just been takeout. Bit ironic given he’d been eating pizza for two days in a row. He decides to make them some food. He soon realizes he has zero food in his apartment. Hadn’t there been Twinkies two days ago? He wants to go shopping but it’s 3AM, nothing would be open.

He decides to go on a run. After he went on a run for a bit he started walking somewhere. Where was he going? Good question. He eventually knocked on Ida’s door.

“Dakota, It’s a quarter to four, why the hell are you awake. Where are your shoes?” Ida says, very, very confusedly.

“My shoes are on my feet. I put on shoes before leaving my apartment. Where’s your kitchen?” Dakota asks.

“Did you take off your shoes on the way here? Because you don’t have shoes on.” Ida says. Dakota doesn’t answer, instead he starts grabbing ingredients.

“I’m going to borrow your kitchen.” Dakota says. He decide to make spaghetti. “Do you have tomato sauce?”

Ida doesn’t answer the question. Instead she asks “Are you drunk?”

Dakota doesn’t answer, instead he starts grabbing ingredients.

Ida starts getting annoyed “When was the last time you slept?”

“Does it matter?” Dakota asks.

“Yes. When was the last time you slept?”

“No.” Dakota answers, putting the spaghetti noodles in when the water starts boiling.

“’No’? No is not an answer. Pick again.” Ida says, crossing her arms and leaning against the counter.

“Am I a magic eight ball?” Dakota says, laughing a bit.

“Are you stoned?” Ida asks.

“No.” Dakota answers.

“Are you sure? Did you make an edible and just forget it was one?” Ida asks.

“Okay, fair- that has happened before. But no. Anyways, all I’ve ate the last two days is pizza. And I guess Twinkies because they’re gone. Oh, and Kool-Aid.”

“And alcohol.” Ida mutters.

“What was that?” Dakota asks.

“Maybe you forgot about eating the Twinkies. Your memory is pretty spotty.” Ida suggests.

"Can I borrow this pot?"

“Where are you taking it?” Ida asks with a sigh.

“I was going to give the fifth cohort food.” Dakota says.

“Your never beating the mom friend allegations. Also, why don’t you put it in the fridge? I’ll it to them. Later. It’s a quarter to 5.” Ida says. “You should get some sleep.”

“Would you stop that?” Dakota snaps. “Stop it with the ‘Quarter to this’, ‘Quarter to that’, who cares that you can do math?”

“You should get some sleep.” Ida says.

“I’m not tired.” Dakota then leaves.

5:02 AM

Dakota got back to his apartment. He had left the spaghetti on the fifth cohorts porch. He start pacing around hi apartment he doesn’t notice when Ida comes in.

chapter two of the fanfic I'm wring on AO3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64877722/chapters/166925992#workskin

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I added the actual chapter.

I wrote a Fanfiction.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64877722/chapters/166751305

tw: Implies alchohol!sm and eat!ng d!sorder

1:00 pm

Dakota blinked open his eyes before squinting. The curtains were open. They were closed when he fell asleep. More so passed out, but “fell asleep” sounds better. And “Passed out” makes it sound like he’s insane. He’s perfectly fine. He got up and could feel a headache forming. He closed the curtains, the headache stayed. Not caused by the light, then. He walked out of his room and into the kitchen. He filled his water bottle with water, dumped a packet of electrolytes in it, dumped a few packets of Kool-Aid, and then poured the last ingredient.

“You look like shit; Happy birthday.” Ida says, raising an eyebrow. She adds “Why are you wearing a hello kitty shirt?”

Dakota doesn’t answer for a few minutes, drinking his Kool-Aid adjacent drink. Dakota finally asks “Want something to drink?”

Ida scoffs and says “Why would I drink wet sand?”

“It has electrolytes, Ida."

“It also has 5 packets of powdered Kool-Aid. Not mixed in.” Ida replies with a sigh.

“The shirt isn’t mine.” Dakota says.

“Well, that clears everything up. I have zero questions.” Ida says sarcastically.

Dakota rolls his eyes “How did you get in here?”

“I have my ways. Want to get lunch?” Ida asks.

“I ate last night.” Dakota says. “And I’m going for a run after taking a shower.”

“You’re going for a run? You left the legion a week ago. You don’t need to go on a run. Anyways, you probably went for a several-hours-long run last night.” Ida sayswith a frown.

"Want something to eat?" Dakota asks.

"No thanks. I looked around your kitchen. All you have to eat is apples and Twinkies. And a lot of alcohol.

Dakota walks to his room, grabbing clothes.

Ida remarks “Why do you only own jeans?”

Dakota pauses, saying “I own two pairs of sweatpants.”

Ida says “Wow, much better.”

“Can you hand me my cigarettes?” Dakota asks.

Ida instead says “No, get them yourself. Oh, while you were unconscious. I put them on top of that shelf.”

Dakota narrows his eyes “I can’t reach the top of the shelf, Ida.”

Ida smiles and says “So? It’s not my problem your short.”

Dakota says “5’4 isn’t short.”

Ida replies “Says the second shortest person I know. Anyways, I’ll be out of your hair now.”After Ida leaves Dakota throws one of his books at the shelf. Thankfully it works. He places them on the table before taking a shower.

2pm

Dakota comes back from his run and lies down on his couch. He starts thinking. He shouldn’t start thinking because thinking leads to breaking the bathroom mirror again. He absently wonders what Gwen is doing. Last time he spoke to her he yelled at her. It was valid, though- she decided to leave the legion. Sure, she had served the required 7 years and then 2 more, but it wasn’t fair. She couldn’t just leave him in charge of the 5th cohort. Sure, he was good at the emotional stuff, but not the actually important stuff.

Dakota noticed a clock. For some reason, it’s 3:00 pm. This doesn’t make sense. Last time he checked it was 2:20pm. The clock must be fast. Or he’s actually going insane. That’d be an ironic death. He at ran out of Kool-Aid. He attempted to drink more Kool-Aid, but discovered that he’d Drank all of it. And he had also run out of Kool-Aid mix. Fine, then. Time to go outside. He put on his jacket and his boots before leaving.

He passed by a pharmacy and went in to buy more Ibuprofen. When he was at the register, the check-out lady says “Didn’t you buy Ibuprofen 2 weeks ago? I don’t mean to be rude, but Ibuprofen can hurt your- Well. I forgot what it hurts but I know it hurts an organ.” Dakota somehow manage to escape the lady’s questioning. Though, if Ibuprofen hurts your health, it would certainly explain why he was dizzy all the time. Thankfully, the check-out person at the supermarket doesn’t judge his purchases. They look at him strangely for the amount of Kool-Aid he buys, but thankfully they keep their mouth shut.

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I accidentally made Mike an unhinged gifted child

With the way I characterize him, the song "Pyscho" by Hakos Baelz describes him well. I had no idea about the song when I started characterizing him first- sorry guys, I turned Micheal into a extremely burnt out gifted kid that was bullied until he had a glow up in 8th grade and dyed his hair. He's more of a freak then Bryce even, he's just really good at hiding it.

I'll write a fic about the two of them, eventually.