#WHADDOIDO

[okcoolthanks]

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[sonicphobia0601]

Random Barnaby doodles.

[knightelf]

they let me go home like 40 minutes esrly today which was sooooo blesseddd but i am Ex Auhsted yet if i go to sleep now ill be up at like 5am unnhgghhhgggghg whaddoido 😭

[astronomical-bagel]

so for my class i have to create a cover letter, but.......... theres no specific job im applying for. I could write about my dream job but the assignment specifically said to use information from our resume and i don't have anything yet in that field!! because my dream job has several steps acutally!!! WHADDOIDO!!! hes given us almsot no expectations of what this should look like. UGH!

[funnyhat-posting]

'Ey, bawss! Dere's a weird feckin' orange thang outside! Whaddoido with it? I don' like da way it's starin' at me!

Use the meat grinder. Usually works on orange thangs.

[thatonekid41]

HELLO. IM NEW TO THIS. WHADDOIDO.

[your-mom-is-a-hoe]

i was today years old when i realized feet are the perfect pillow size for cats

[maiji]

Evening Faces

Coming back to this series. I’m determined to finish it!

This is the beautiful, gentle and frail lady known as Yugao (often translated as morning glory or moonflower, literally "evening face" - a flower that blooms at night and then fades away during the day). She’s the heart of Genji's most horribly failed love affair. Originally the love interest of To no Chujo, Genji's best friend/rival, we first hear about her in the second chapter when To no Chujo laments not being able to find her or the daughter he had with her - she went into hiding after his wife got mad and started making things miserable for her. Genji discovers her after she sees him passing by and writes him a surprisingly forward poem. He begins calling on her and quietly suspects she's the woman his friend was talking about. Their relationship grows beautifully and everything is just lovely and they are having an absolutely magical evening together when she's suddenly possessed by a vengeful spirit and then dies. Uh. Oops. (”OMG KOREMITSU SHE DIED!! WHADDOIDO????”) The vengeful spirit? Rokujo no Miyasudokoro - her wrath at Genji turned into a malicious supernatural force.

Yugao is one of the most famous chapters of Genji Monogatari, and also the one I've read the most variations of (at least four different translations plus the version in Asakiyumemishi). It’s not surprising - it’s one of the most self-contained chapters and works well as a standalone. TBH I can't say it's one I particularly care for. But I appreciate its narrative importance, and it has ramifications reaching well into future chapters. See Tendril Wreath.

Genjimonogatari series

[untitled-swapau]

Ok, so whaddoido? Just bite down?

--Majin

"..Yeah just, try not to bite it in half-" *He carefully handed majin the..purple clay-like ball.*

"..I'd reccomend Not letting it solidify in ya' mouth tho." *He snickered.* "..Just kinda need a temporary one so I can work on the Actual mold."

"..I am in No way a dentist just so its clear."

[a-gay-little-ghost]

FREAKING OUT

okay so my school laptop is my only device. there's about 39 days until school's out for summer and im freaking the fuck out because how will i talk to my girlfriend??? 😭 i have 3 gfs (im poly) and one of them is long distance! the other two ride my bus and they live close by but WHAT IF I CANT SEE THEM BC IM GONNA BE IN SUMMER SCHOOL WTFFF maybe if i met one of my gf's (we're gonna call her K) moms i could hang out with them on weekends? that would be so fucking cute omfg and ig we could still play animal crossing together maybe?, and the other one (gonna call her M) would be able to walk to my house on sundays possibly so im not worried about her BUT WHAT ABOUT MY LONG DISTANCE WIFEY (gonna call them C) 😭 I WONT BE ABLE TO TALK TO THEM AT ALL LIKE WTF AH- WHADDOIDO

AND WHAT IF K'S MOM DOESNT WANT ME HANGING OUT WITH HER?! LIKE IM LOWKEY EMO AND K'S MOM IS SO STRICT AND ONLY WANTS K TO BE AROUND SMART PEOPLE BC K IS A FUCKING CHILD PRODIGY (WHICH IS ADORABLE) AND IF I FAIL THIS YEAR ILL BE IN 7'TH GRADE FOR A 3'RD TIME BC MY ADHD MIXED WITH DEPRESSO GIVES ME 0 FOCUS AND -1 MOTIVATION ,AND I HAVE LEGAL PROBLEMS BC I WAS A PYROMANIAC WHEN I WAS 12 WTF WHAT DO I DO IM DYING

[pollypeaches]

birthday plans birthday plans whaddoido for birthday plans

[aura1-sponge]

My friend dt3eqmwjf is a homo😱 whaddoido 😬🤮😟

[mychancetosurvivethenight]

Bandstand or Dolly? Whaddoido

[pegastarstudios]

I HAVE TOO MANY PODCASTS TO LISTEN TO WHADDOIDO???

[ravkasqueen]

Rant about my day, read at own risk

Right, so today has been one of those days where I’ve come home and don’t know whether I should either cry or lie down and so instead of doing either of those things; I’m going to rant about it on Tumblr because, for all I know, someone out there may need to hear that they’re not alone.

Writing this, it feels more like a story but I really want people, especially any young female followers out there that I have that really, you’re not alone in this. Everyone has bad days and awkward encounters with the guys/people they like.

Please read below the cut if you struggle with things such as 

body image breakouts family issues  awkwardness when talking to boys crushes mental health issues and family who simply don’t understand

and, know you’re beautiful and not alone x

My day began as usual and I was in a good mood. I got to wake up an hour earlier than usual today and by the time I woke up I could tell it was going to be nice weather. Mentally planning an according outfit in which I would get to wear nice clothes which my embarrassing crush could see me wearing I got up and went about my business in the bathroom and began to put makeup on. However, that was when I learnt that the spots that I was hoping would have gone, had actually gotten worse. 

Nonetheless, I continued putting my makeup on, doing my best to cover my breakout. 

From there I went to put on the outfit I had planned but when I put the top on, I realised I had had a breakout across my chest and upon closer inspection; my back too. I wanted to cry. The top I had been planning to wear looked awkward with my boobs, which didn’t appear big enough to pull the top off and my acne could clearly be seen so I changed tops to another light one, because the weather was beginning to look very warm indeed.  

This top too showed my spots so I tried a final one. This one didn’t show my breakout but was too loose around the boobs and showed my bra so by this point, feeling very uncomfortable with my own body and like I could cry; I threw on a large, baggy jumper over my jeans abandoning all hope of my crush (who I never speak to anyway) would see me looking nice. 

My mum, whom I live alone with, didn’t know what to say about my insecurities and instead told me that we could book a doctors appointment for my depression after she caught me crying. Unfortunately, I did not react nicely and instead shut her out. 

However, when I actually did get to school, things only got more exciting. 

7 minutes before my first lesson of the day, I realised I hadn’t printed out the word document I had already prepared and needed for homework, the task being to print off a powerful speech of some kind (I picked Michele Obama) and so I ran up to the computer room, really nervous that I was going to be late as my teacher is rather strict. 

Once there, I spent ages trying to get my work to print off as my computer was being slow when my crush walked into the room. Now, I’m 17 and have never had a boyfriend in my life and have no idea whatsoever how to talk to guys who I like. So, with that in mind, the conversation went something like this:

Him: *laughs* printing off a speech?

Me: *omg he’s speaking to me whaddoido????* *awkward laugh* yeah, trying to get it done quickly.

Him: Hey would you mind printing me off a copy? I forgot to find one and my phone’s broken so I can’t see the group chat to see the homework we have to do.

And, essentially that’s what I did as by this point we had a minute to get to class on the other side of the school and it didn’t take much effort. Now, before I carry on - a bit about the guy I’m crushing on, he’s highly attractive and a fuckboi. Nothing more to say really. Why, you may ask, am I crushing on him? He makes Harry Potter references on a regular basis and he’s in my English class. He seems like a genuinely nice guy but I know he’s popular with girls. 

Regardless, I printed him off a sheet and we joked around for a bit. My hands were shaking and my throat felt constricted from how nervous I was. I’m fairly certain that my responses were too loud, too, and when he left to find a stapler I breathed a sigh of relief and logged off. When I left the computer room he was there, having just stapled his piece and we walked together for a bit and he made light conversation about our teacher, who’s just gone on maternity leave, and how we’re getting a new teacher. 

It meant so much to me that he didn’t just walk ahead and leave me behind as I knew he could of easily done. As I said, he’s rather popular and knew a lot of people around us well. 

However, something did happen (a girl lost her phone and he collected it from who I assumed to be a mutual friend) so I walked on alone. Thankfully my teacher actually wasn’t there when I arrived to class so it didn’t matter that I was late. 

Though, at lunch it got stranger. I never see this boy around, ever, but as the weather was warm (I was dying in my jumper, I really was) we sat outside and he was there - sitting at the table directly behind us. 

Nothing much happened (though, when they started playing football the ball was kicked and it hit my arse which was highly embarrassing) but when this happened, I could hear him from behind me yelling (jokingly) at his friend who had done it. 

I was also called Jasmine by some random guy and was just like ‘mate if you don’t know someone's name, don’t guess?’

Long story short, there are different sides to everyone. It doesn’t matter if you cannot talk to guys, as sometimes the guy may not be worth it anyway. Bad days happen to everyone. 

I’ve had a few asks over my time on Tumblr, some of you calling me beautiful, some of you telling me I’m ‘goals’. My friends all think I have a great life. They think I’m this happy, bubbly, cute, sweet person.

 The truth is; I suffer from mental illnesses just like a large population of this world. I cannot talk to guys. I stuggle with my body image. I get acne. I have bad breakouts. I snap at the people who care when I grow tired of them not understanding what I’m going through.

I, like everyone else, am simply human. 

And, this is what makes me and everyone else on this planet, beautiful.