I have hatched a most terrible scheme, but I need feedback on whether I should do it or not!
To preface this: I’m the shortest person in my friend group, and over school holidays I won’t really be seeing my friend group much. I have come up with the idea that I could maybe chat to my friends over discord, claiming that I had grown taller (maybe a few centimetres) over the holidays!!
Bear with me.
And like, I’ll do it how I would genuinely react, disbelief, jokes and letting it get to my head, except it’s ALL A RUSE!!!
I WILL return on that Thursday morn, my regular height, nothing different about little old rug, and they will be shocked and appalled I’d go to so much effort to do something dumb like that
I’m also thinking I could take a bunch of photos (maybe edit them) to further prove it, like in one I could have me finally being able to reach the top cabinet. Maybe after it’s all over I could make some memey ones where I’ve edited my shadow to look like I had the long spider legs like the scary other mother from coraline!!
to do this I’d have to dedicate like 3 weeks worth of bs lies, I’m thinking I’ll start with saying how, ‘oh, my back hurts’, and then that transforms into ‘I felt taller so I remeasured my height and i’ve HAD A GROWTH SPURT???’ And then it becomes acceptance and I do the stupid photos and make comments like now I’ll finally be able to reach the tall friend’s shoulder instead of their forearm
please be honest, is this batshit crazy? because if I commit myself to the bit I require all the confidence I can get or else I will crumble after a few days
i went to a tiny counterserve diner once and accidentally poured sugar instead of salt all over my hashbrowns and was eating them sadly anyways. the waitress took them away and started making me another one and I tried to protest, but she just snorted and said "we're not catholic here". now every time i'm doing something painful out of obligation i think about how that is not repenting, this body is not a catholic establishment, there is no nobility in suffering.
i can't lie to you i loveee bad endings sometimes. what if nothing worked out. what if the characters gave into their worst instincts. what if they became worse. what if there's truly no hope left. what will they do out of desperation? who will they become as their worst selves?
My favorite thing about Deadpool and Wolverine isn't their toxic dynamic, but how they somehow manage to make each other BETTER rather than WORSE like you'd expect. It feels like a "I wanna make him worse" situation, but somehow, they equal out and end up domestic boyfriends with a nice life, friends, and a new family.
i’m really enjoying the olympics this year, there is some quality nonsense going on
for the first time in the modern olympics (possibly ever?) there’s an equal number of women competing to men, and included in that group we have icons like simone biles, kim yeji, imane khelif
and then over with the dudes we’ve got yusuf dikec who took up shooting after he got divorced, turns up in a t-shirt with no ear protection only to shoot near perfect rounds. we’ve got henrik christiansen who is taking tiktok by storm not for his swimming prowess but the fact he is obsessed with the olympic village chocolate muffins. we’ve got stephen nedoroscik, who is trained literally only in pommel horse so he kinda just sits around doing rubik’s cubes while everyone else does their thing (pommel goes last) and then they activate him like a fucking sleeper agent to crush the pommel routine, secure the usa a medal, and also he cannot fucking see the entire time bc he needs glasses
quality, quality nonsense
EDIT: okay so apparently the smoking thing wasn’t true, my bad guys! dikec has been competing in the olympics since 2008 and is ex-military (but his showing up in a t-shirt without any visual aids is still iconic!!)