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hermanunworthy · 8 months

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haiiiii... you asked for hermie asks so erm. what do you think hermie was like in chaparral (is that how its spelled?)

i imagine that as herman he was a regular good student- kind of uninteresting, not exactly memorable. almost forgettable.. chaparral feels like the more well funded, a bit more prestigious (like they get high grades or smth) but still a bit dull... this is purely to contrast with hemie's theatre kidness. yknow. But idr if it was portrayed differently (and i dont know how american highschools work) so uh what do you think!

hiya i was gonna respond to this last night but i ended up getting a massive headache so i had to go to bed early 😞

this is a REALLY interesting thing to think about, and something ive been trying to figure out! i think my idea of chaparral hermie/herman mostly aligns w urs. i imagine they really tried hard to blend in while also internally feeling a desperate need to stand out. their inclination for mischief probably manifested itself in more subtle, trivial ways, like cheating on tests and sneaking into classrooms and such. little things that wouldnt get them found out by their parents (bc they probably did before and it screwed things up for herman), but could still give them that satisfaction of doing something they werent supposed to. as a kid, i think they were more of a troublemaker, and probably didnt get along w other kids, bc they liked to pull childish pranks and maybe be a little rude due to low empathy (and ofc their scamminess and demonness agkdf). this probably concerned their parents greatly, and led them to be more strict w them, and for herman to conform more (aka just become more secretive. u know how kids are)

the way i imagine their physical appearance is like.... very normal and dull. black hair like their parents, shorter than they wouldve liked, no makeup, a manageable amount of acne to make them look like a regular kid, but not enough to seem gross. sucky bond levels of Average High School Kid, as much as they wanted to stand out. they tried to look as much like their parents kid as possible, even though it wasnt what they really wanted.

when they discovered their love for dc, they felt embarrassed about it and hid it from their peers and their parents, afraid that if they knew how intense and weird their interest was, they would have it taken away from them (BIGGG projecting here guys). they stole comics from the school library and hid them in their backpack. they wanted all kinds of dc merch and to go to comic con soooo bad but they kept it all to themself to the point of wanting to explode. their special interest was one thing nobody found out about, thankfully. amazingly

now. in terms of the mascot costume prank. what im really wondering is.... how much was the rest of the school on board w it? if it wasnt something herman did for the school itself, how was normal aware that it was something being planned? maybe... im thinking.... herman was like.. anonymously antagonizing the school and creating conflict between the two schools for shits and giggles. in my mind, herman was jealous of how san dimas students got to be so openly WEIRD and became.. a little obsessed w that school. ofc as soon as they saw that the school was doing joker as its play that year, their dc autism brain activated and they made their plan to infiltrate the school. doing tons of research on it, especially on the theatre department anddd the mascot!! bc they heard that normally oak swallows garcia was the WEIRDEST OF ALL. so this was not only a fun scam thing but a weird jealousy thing to get back at this kid they didnt even know for getting to be what they were never allowed to be. san dimas/teen high gave them a chance to be the person they had been born to be, and i think thats wonderful <3 (even though it led them to horrible danger and also to break a poor undeserving kids heart)

so! this ended up being more than i thought i had to say. but isnt that always how it is w me and hermie.... tldr i think chaparral herman had to mask a lot and hated it. thanks for letting me ramble gskdj !!

#hermie the unworthy #dndads #dndads headcanon #dndads hc #siren says #answering asks

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vanillastudies · 7 years

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Question Tag

rules: answer the 92 questions and tag 20 people

I was tagged by @study-the-past tysm!

since there were so many questions i put them under the cut

Last...

drink: water

phone call: my mom

text message: “do you have a bike helmet?”

song you listened to: uhhh im listening to Bruno Mars Radio on pandora rn

time you cried: i was watching the OA (great show) and this guy was describing the effect ALS had on his wife (my grandpa died of als)

Have you...

dated someone twice: never even dated anyone lmao

kissed someone and regretted it: no

been cheated on: impossible as ive never been in a relationship

lost someone special: yes

gotten drunk and thrown up: no

List 3 fav colors

burgundy, teal, light blue

In the last year have you...

made new friends: yes

fallen out of love: What is love? (baby don’t hurt me)

laughed until you cried: several times- it’s very easy to get me to cry when i laugh

found out someone was talking about you: I came to a realization that I exist to people outside of just seeing them so like, yeah but not in a bad way?

Met someone who changed you: probably not

found out who your friends are: yea

kissed someone on your facebook list: ew no they’re all relatives

General

how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: all of them

Any pets: my dog Jackson :)

Do you want to change ur name: u know, I don’t exactly love mine but I also can’t imagine going by another name

What did you do for your last birthday: I was on an orchestra trip on my birthday and didn’t realy celebrate it but then when I came home my parents surprised me with chinese food and cake :) (and presents ofc) and my aunt took me to get pedicures

what time did you wake up: 10:00, but i prob wouldve woken up later if my dad wasn’t blasting country music downstairs

what were you doing at midnight last night: trying to sleep

Something you can’t wait for: gee idk im a p patient person but I guess going to Europe after senior year?

when was the last time you saw your mom: like 30 seconds ago

one thing you wish you could change in your life: as a studyblr I’d probably say my study space. My house is really loud and as someone who needs basically absolute silence to consentrate, there’s not really a good place for me to do homework there. So I guess I’d like to be able to go to the library more (except I need my licence for that)

listening to rn: Animal by álvaro soler

Ever talked to a person named Tom: yeah, he was this annoying guy in my middle school orchestra

Something getting on your nerves: my dad’s insistence on playing country music

most visited websites: tumblr, ao3, school website (for grades)

Other info About myself

moles: none

marks: I have a red splotchy birthmark on the right side of my foot, and a few chicken pox scars if thats what ur looking for

childhood dream: i have a hard time recollecting many memories and thoughts from childhood but probably to be an author or sth

hair color: dark brown

long or short hair: short hair definitely! long is so hard to manage (although it’s easier to do cute hairstyles)

do you have a crush on someone: does a celebrity crush count? Fictional characters?

what do you like about yourself: I love my eyes, and also my nails? Idk that’s a weird thing to like but they’re very paintable

piercings: just the standard one on the lobes of my ears

blood type: i have no idea

nickname: kenzie is a nickname, or kenz. I’m not really a nickname person

relationship status: single

zodiac: taurus

pronouns: she/her

favorite tv show: ahh there are so many good ones! Prob Gilmore Girls, Sherlock, and The Good Place as my top three

tattoos: none, but id like to maybe get a flower tattoo or sth when im older

right or left handed: left

surgery: none

hair dyed a different color: I bleached the underside back in the beginning of april

sport: i literally just quit swim team so none i guess

vacation: ik ive already talked about this but im really excited for my europe trip in 2 years!

sneakers: i have one pair that i wear and they’re these awesome nike skateboard shoes

More General

eating: rn im not eating anything but for dinner im having chicken and baked beans

favorite thing to eat: a local grocery store sells this amazing sushi that ive found in few other places- it has a good sauce and cruchy stuff on it

drinking: water

im about to: eat dinner

waiting for: dinner (im rly hungry ok)

want: uhhh now im thinking abt food but aside from that i want some zebra mildliners and the grayscale tombow brush pens. Also some cozy sweaters and sweatshirts

get married: i dont think so, but i have a while until i’ll have to start thinking abt that

career: smth in law or politics?

Hugs or kisses: hugs

lips or eyes: probably eyes

shorter or taller: shorter, but I love when tall friends lean on me

older or younger: if we’re talking abt relationships then neither??? otherwise i prefer talking to ppl older than me

sensitive or loud: i consider myself sensitive but im prob more loud

hook up or relationship: relationship bc im a minor

troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant, definitely

Have your ever...

kissed a stranger: no

drank hard liquor: just a sip

lost glasses/contact lenses: glasses, yeah (how do u lose contact lenses)

turned someone down: nobody’s ever asked me out, but on other things yeah

sex on the first date: ew no

broken someones heart: not that i know of

had your heart broken: no

been arrested: no

cried when someone died: yeah

fallen for a friend: maybe a small crush? but not like in love

do you believe in...

yourself: i guess...

miracles: only like, metaphorically, not religious miracles

love at first sight: no

santa claus: no??? why

kiss on the first date: no

other

current best friend name: chase :)

eye color: light blue

favorite movie: rn it’s definitely spider man: homecoming omg i cant wait to see it again

Now tag 20 ppl

alrighty @rainbowdrink @gloomstudy @coffeeandcommerce and anybody who wants to! (this is a lot of questions, I don’t want to burden anybody with this responsibility that doesn’t want to lmao)

#kenzie got tagged #kenzie speaks #i accidentally saved this as a draft oops #so like ive already eaten dinner and am technically not looking forward to it anymore #whatever ill keep it

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future-rp · 5 years

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melody’s main dance, vocal, sub rap & visual isa

dingbat group; performance, acting 00 vocal / 05 rap / 05 dance

it had all been planned.

from the moment the doctors slapped her on the butt wanting to hear her cries to her family arriving home. her parents had everything mapped out. study hard, grow up and graduate. get a steady job that allowed her to live comfortably and get married.

that was it.

and for the most part, inyoung complied. she hadn’t found a reason to go against her parents, she hadn’t had a passion. in fact, she found that she took a natural liking to books and studying. but there had been a slight draw back ( and looking back, it was something her parents would’ve ignored if they knew then what they knew know ) inyoung was constantly buried in her books. maybe one of her small group of friends could pull her out to play a game or grab something to eat. ( with food cooked by inyoung, she had had a natural talent for it. something her parents and friends praised about her ) but for the most part inyoung would study and read and study and read. she wasn’t a social butterfly like her parents ( or her older family member that they rarely talked about and inyoung was rarely allowed to see, just to make sure she wouldn’t get any ideas about being an idol. )

her parents described her as a wall flower ( and she was but was it as a bad thing? inyoung didn’t think so. just a little shy and more comfortable with blending into the background. )

and then it changed.

and it wasn’t a sudden over-night change. one day her friend invited to her a small studio she took dance classes at, just to watch. but inyoung found herself falling in love and a few weeks later she found herself begging her parents to allow her to do. and they agreed, maybe it would help her come out of her shell ( as long as her grades remained spot-less and inyoung readily agreed. she wouldn’t have it any other way ) but the classes were everything to her. she found she had a skill for her, there was a certain charisma she had when she was allowed to just have fun and create something others could enjoy.

( and she had no idea rapping would come into play, or that she would be so serious about it )

but it did. her friends formed a small dance crew that would perform in hongdae on the weeks. sometimes the week days if they had free time but it was there a few things happened. the first few times, she would catch herself watching the rap performances and she saw herself falling in love with the art style. they expressed themselves differently and with power. inyoung fell in love with rap, she wanted to do that. ( something she had to hide from her parents at first, everything would’ve ended before she had the chance to start )

and the scouting came.

it was ‘14 when they were in hongdae dancing to a remix she made of come back home. it wasn’t anything serious, just a lot of beat drops so they would dance harder. and when it was over, a woman asked her about auditioning and inyoung’s world was shocked.

an idol. an idol. could see do it?

her? cho inyoung?

and before she knew it, she found herself in front of her parents begging to let her audition. she didn’t stop, she kept pushing and pushing until they finally said yes.

but it didn’t last long in her company ( if you count a year as a long time but the trainee’s who trained for seven would say otherwise ) before inyoung was cut. she had made it into a project group but the company cited her lack of charisma ( and unpretty facial features even though they didn’t say it, just kept repeating ‘image’ ) still, she walked out with her head held high because she made this far.

( and her parents didn’t hold back the gleeful i told you so’s )

and there was even more a strain between them, but she did stop training for a while. returned back to her books and her friends and put her dream on hold. or at least, showed her parents that. but she worked practiced hard in silence. just waiting for the moment she could become a trainee again because that only one been on strike out and she was determined to at least reach three.

and finally, by the end of the year her parents left for two a week vacation and inyoung opted out, citing studying for exams. it wasn’t strange. not for her at least and her parents knew that. even training she opted to cut down on time friends before she cut down on time with her books and reports. so there was nothing strange about it and a week or so later they were gone.

( it also had been the first and last time she slacked on her studies )

instead she spent the first week training even harder. the dance studio had become a second home to her. and finally she could sing and rap around the house without irritating her parents. she rarely looked at her books, everything had been focused on getting signed again.

and luck was on her side. the next week she started to go to auditions. the waiting game had started until she got a tip that dingbat group were holding auditions. inyoung double down, went to get the information and in that moment she knew she had to make an impression. she had heard about the company and she could see the woman in front of her dismiss her without a second thought. she looked plain, maybe slightly unmemorable. maybe inyoung over thought it but first impressions were key. and her second had to be better.

so she showed up, dressed in normal clothes but there was a very bright change. seriously, she walked into the building with bright pink hair. ( it was a big change for her at least, she stuck to her natural hair color and pink made her feel a little wild. a nice little boost for herself. ) and when she stood in front of the panel, the same woman stared hard at her. “singing?” it was an easy assumption and inyoung simply bowed her head. the music came on and there was a slight deep breath before she went straight into her rap. that did shock them, she could see it ( but it would always be better to remain humble )

and the outcome? her relationship with her parents had been filled with utter disappointment.

once she had been offered the contract and they came back to the news. the fight they had that night could be heard miles away. that night ended with a promise, if she didn’t debut this time she’d give it up all together. and she agree’d. if she didn’t make this time, then she would quit.

( but then again, they didn’t know that this would be her second strike and she aimed for three )

but somehow she was accepted and her training started. and the relationship with her parents all but came to an end. by now, they understood that she wasn’t going to give up. in their eyes, she turned her back on them. so nothing she did after really, mattered. every problem she encountered while training? she couldn’t talk to them, if it was that bad she just quit. so she sucked it up and threw herself into training. she wasn’t a talkative trainee, most didn’t like her. you only saw her at practice, rarely in the lunch room. whatever time she didn’t spend training, it went towards school. it felt like life was hectic and she never slowed down. but the real panic set in when dingbat prepared their next girl group, and her name wasn’t on the list.

it felt like the four years she spent training would end in another failure.

( but all good things come to those who wait. )

finally, she was added. they gave her a chance and she had to improve as if her life was on the line. what could she do? she was the ace dancer but her vocal skills didn’t fit up to what they wanted. not at first. it had been one of the rare times she let her grades suffer ( just a little ) so she could focus on improving her vocals. she was a great dancer who was a better rapper than a vocalist, but they already had a main rapper. but she wouldn’t be cho inyoung if she gave up. she was a hard worker and a quiet one.

( and in the end? it paid off )

she had been added to the final lineup, she would make her debut. after burning the bridges with her parents, after failing to debut once before. she was finally able to shine on stage as a member of melody.

and she would tooth and nail to make sure she only shone even brighter.

#ft. accepted #ft. melody bio

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atombombbibunny · 7 years

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Chocolate Geodes (Part 1?)

Summary:John drunk texts Alex.

Word Count: 1577

A/N: This is based on things that have actually happened to me… I’m like so unsure what to do haha. Also should I consider a part 2? I have ideas for it but like I dunno let me know.

Alexander was lazing on his couch, his girlfriend Jessica tucked under his arm, they were watching a random episode of Friends on Netflix, the night was slow, the rain was pattering outside their apartment building, things almost felt too perfect.

Alex felt his phone vibrate under his leg where he tucked it when Jessica leaned on him. He pulled it out from under him, John’s name brightly flashed on the screen, as he unlocked it, he noticed the time and knew it must have been late from where John was.

John moved two years back, it was only a few states away but the time zones were a few hours ahead.

John: 11:30pm

Hey :)

Alex smiled, it had been a few weeks since they last spoke.

Alex: 11:31pm

Hey, whats up?

“Who’s that?” Asked Jessica leaning over watching him text. “Oh its just John, we’re just catching up.” She nodded and relaxed on his arm.

John: 11:40pm

Not much, Laf is here… Hey I’m gunna b in town in a few days, was wundering if u wanted to hng.

Alex let out a light laugh as he scanned over the message once more.

John: 11:41pm

Also me and Laf hav been drinkin

Alexander rolled his eyes.

Alex: 11:42pm

Aha, I can tell. Sure thing I’d love to see you

Alexander and John had always been close, in high school everyone basically thought they were together with the amount of time they had spent together in between classes and outside of school.

But they didn’t care, they knew their friendship was unlike anyone elses. Though their sexuality was constantly joked about, they were both out John as gay and Alexander as Bi, it took Alex a long time to find someone that didn’t find his sexuality demeaning, and now he had that with Jessica, perfection.

But John and Alex continued their weird sexual jokes to each other, it was always harmless.

When John moved Alexander took him to the bus station to say goodbye, they had both kept their emotions intact, but as soon as it was time for him to leave they hugged and Alexander could feel John shaking and his tears soaking into his shirt. He lost it after that.

The buzz pulled Alex from his train of thought

John: 11:50pm

Hey, I’m not tht bad. Cool, I’ll be in Satrday

Alexander chuckled and pushed his phone back under his leg assuming the conversation was over, but a few minutes went by and another buzz came from his leg, Alex assumed it would be some random gibberish, he was close.

John: 12am

HAVE U SEEN THE CHOCLATE GEODE1!?

Alexander let out a chuckle and responded quickly

Alex: 12am

No I haven’t

A second later he got a video sent his way of a giant chocolate ball that had candy crystals inside it, aka a chocolate geode.

Alexander got a sudden growl in his stomach as he finished the video.

Alex: 12:05am

OHMYGOD WE NEED IT

John: 12:06am

This is a thng we need in our livs.

Alexander had a smile glued to his face as the conversation continued, Jessica was dozing on his chest, he pulled her in closer as her eyes drifted.

Alex: 12:07am

yes

Yes

YES

John:12:07am

I cn only imagin how espensive it would be but… Worth it!1!

Alex: 12:08am

Yes! Just store it in a freezer and chip at it when you want some

John: 12:10am

So yum.

Alexanders lips curled into a smirk.

Alex: 12:11am

Like you ;)

John: 12:11am

;) Ctch me in bed bby

Alex: 12:11am

Damn boo ;) ;)

I think you’ve had enough wine tonight love.

John: 12:13am

Haha, I know

There was a silence, Alexander began to worry, did he push him too far, what should he say back to that? He hated forced small talk. The buzz in his hand cleared his worry.

John: 12:17am

But

I will tell u that i actualy had a total crush on you at one point haha :P

Alexanders breath hitched, he was nervous. They were always flirting like that, but this never came up. Alex had assumptions but never said anything.

Alex: 12:25am

Oh really?

Was John just drunk?

Was… was he being truthful?

Was it time truths came out…?

John: 12:26am

Whn we were in highschool.

Alex: 12:26am

What grade?

Alex would admit to himself that he wasn’t sure what he was going to say, he was just asking pointless questions till he knew what he would do.

John: 12:26am

Couldnt tell u. But I knw it would never happem.

Alexander paused and watched his phone…

Alex: 12:28am

Well. How do you know?

His chest hurt from his heart pounding so hard. Why was this freaking him out so much, he was just drunk.

John: 12:30am

Cuse we were too good of friends. Plus i think you were still perssuing Maria

Alexander mentally groaned, he remembered Maria, she was abusive towards him always bringing him down. They were constantly on and off in high school.

He remembered how crazy he was back then, thinking they would spend the rest of their lives together… in high school.

They never lasted more than a month when they got back together, and he could feel his friends loath them both when they would cuddle.

Alex: 12:33am

Ohh man. Fuck Maria. Biggest mistake of my life.

John: 12:34am

Ya. Whatta dick

Alexander stopped answering once more.

His high school life flooded back to him, all the times Laf and him got wasted and made out, and the next day it would mean nothing, they only did it for attention.

When Hercules and John dated and how horrible it hurt when they broke up, they eventually got over it and the group went back to normal.

The times they got bullied in school for being who they were by Charles and his gang of assholes.

The times John would clean Alex up after he would stand up to them and get beat down.

The times John and him went shopping after school on mondays and thursdays just to avoid going home.

Alex sighed as he flipped through the messages they currently had.

He held his breath as he typed out his message

Alex: 12:40am

Well… I had a crush on you too.

John: 12:40am

Really? When?

Alex released his breath, his texts seemed less and less drunk. Was this all some trap? Was he getting some gossip on him?

The crush was back in high school. There was nothing there now.

Alex: 12:41am

Ehhh. It was weird. It was after you dated Herc.

But I thought it would have been too weird.

Jessica shifted from her snoozing position, “Mmm. I’m gunna go to bed.” she mumbled out.

Alexander nodded staring at his phone. Jessica waved in front of his face. “Hello?” She asked, he raised his head and gave her a gentle smile.

“I’ll join you in a bit.” Jessica snorted. “Have fun” she said as she moved towards the bedroom. “Night my love.” he shouted down the hallway. “See you soon.” she shouted back closing the door behind her.

John: 12:43am

Haha, i dont think it wouldve been weird.

But

I always feard the freidnship if we broke up.

Okay, so he was drunk for sure…

Alex: 12:43am

Yeah me too

Cause I love you so much.

Hey remember that time we hung out at Thomas’s place and we cuddled and I kissed the top of your head? I was like ‘this is super cute, but he’s totally into Thomas.’

Alex was nervous, was spouting too much information at once. He felt like he was the drunk one.

John: 12:44am

I love you too <3

Ever since we met in histry and u came up to me.

I totally remember thqat and I thought ther was somthin there…

I remember being supr jelaous that you used to make out with Laf and not me.

Alex: 12:44am

Hahhahahahahaha. Oh my god.

Noooooooo

John: 12:45am

What? Was it not good?

Alex: 12:45am

With Laf? Ehhhh, no.

John: 12:46am

Y!? I wnna no1 Hhaha

Alex: 12:46am

He would always shove his tongue down my throat, I mean we were drunk but still.

Wait

This won’t make things awkward on saturday right?

John: 12:47am

Npe, will it with u?

Alex: 12:47am

Of course not.

John: 12:50am

I couldve swrn u knew i had a crush on u.

Alex: 12:50am

I always had my suspicions but I never knew for sure

John: 12:50am

I should go to bed

Alex: 12:51am

Yeah, it must be at least 3am there.

John: 12:51am

close enugh.

Alexander got up and started heading to bed. This wouldn’t change anything. John will get up tomorrow and tell him it was a joke and Alex will agree, and everyone will move one.

Alex stood in the hallway. What was he so worried about, they were talking about past crushes, they no longer existed.

He crawled into bed beside a lightly snoring Jessica.

He flipped through his phone, rereading the messages to see if this was on big set up. Or joke.

Or something like they always do.

But it was nothing

John told him he HAD a crush Alex told him he also HAD a crush. Had, in the past.

Nothing more

Alexanders eyes began to close a his phone vibrated one more time in his hands.

John: 1:15am

I never thought that would come out. But it seemed appropriate.

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irregodless · 7 years

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so i wanna tell yall a thing. a little story. a story which, as the timestamp might imply, is nine years old, thereby placing me in seventh grade

i had the nastiest wretch of a science teacher. she was condescending and told the class i was going to shoot up the school one day every time i left the room- contributing to both my personal problems and the potential for me being liked by NOBODY later in life in school. but this isnt about that. (note: i also never shot up the school so she can go eat ass)

but were studying cells because. you do that in middle school science. and we have a project assigned us to bring in a model cell. it could be a plant cell or an animal cell, didnt matter. the basic response was using a shoe box for plant and a styrofoam ball for plant yknow basic stuff. but- and now this is pertinent- the list of possibilities also had an option that spoke to me DEEPLY as being creative, fun, and interesting. one of the suggestions was to MAKE A CAKE. as you can see, thats exactly what i did. and as you might guess from the green color and rectangular shape, i chose to do a plant cell.

i went home and i was like “MOM I GOT IDEAS” and she was like “yeah?” and we set to work on this mf. i was so excited. like i was gonna bring it in and we were gonna eat it in class and maybe also people wouldnt hate me for no reason. yknow. unreasonable dreams of a middle schooler. we looked through those instructions THOROUGHLY

so i come up with ALL of the details, with, of course, some input from my mom. but she only helped make my ideas work better. imma walk yall through my choices here.

the main attraction was that i made my vacuole out of JELLO. yeah. u see that dark green circle there. its lime jello. i put jello IN THE CAKE. the vacuole is a cells reservoir of water. so like. WOW JELLO. but also: JELLO INSIDE A CAKE. this is pretty much the only part my mom helped me with because. i mean. it wasnt even easy for her to put jello in a cake let alone a seventh grader who doesnt exactly bake all the time. NOW i REALIZE the vacuole is awfully small for a plant cell, but if it were much larger, the integrity of the cake wouldve been thrown off. like you can only have so much jello in a cake. i have learned this.

the dark green frosting u see, is the cell membrane whereas the sides of the cake were the cell walls, and the lighter green frosting is cytoplasm.

the sprinkles? ribosomes. the gummy bears are everyones FAVORITE memetic phrase: the mitochondria. the gummy worms? those are the chloroplasts.

the nilla wafer was the nucleus and the gumdrop on top of it is the nucleolus. the (i believe) sour gummy worms were the nuclear membrane. and the twizzlers were the endoplasmic reticulum.

now i left out a FEW parts looking back, but theres the possibility we didnt go over those parts. i highly doubt i would have actually left them out on the project. i had no reason to do so, and had the picture we were supplied in class to go off of.

so we took this picture on the night we finished it, the day before it was due (because thats really the only time to MAKE a cake) and my mom and i were SO proud and SO excited like omg

and i take it in and i list off all of the stuff, showing my knowledge of the cell and thereby fulfilling the requirements of the assignment. so she takes it and the other projects and puts them on the windowsill to continue class. despite bringing silverware and plates, we did not eat my cake in class. i was disappointed, but fair enough i guess, she needed to observe it closely to grade it right? she says i can pick it up after school to take home.

now lemme explain how my middle school worked. it was three stories, not counting the cafeteria that was like, in the basement. the science rooms were all on the third floor and i believe i was on the first floor for my last class that day. lemme explain another thing: im fat. and i always have been. stairs are my natural enemy. yknow what makes it worse? People. more specifically middle schoolers. more specifically middle schoolers who REALLY wanna go home. there was never a hall NOT congested in my school. so i work my fat nerdy legs up the stairs to get my grade and take my cake. lemme also explain another thing to contextualize: the bus lot was a fair distance from the doors. like they were accessed from a breezeway some way off the school with only one pair of stairs that was nearby. and as you might know, they WILL leave you.

so anyway i go upstairs to get my cake and my grade. and shes at her desk and i make myself known and grab the cake.

lets take a guess at what my grade was. you can probably guess by context clues, but tell me, what grade do YOU think i deserve on this? mind you- for its faults like the vacuole i was also a seventh grader in public school.

go ahead. make your guess. what grade do you think this cake deserves? wanna know what grade it GOT?

a d. a fuckin. D. not even a high d like not even a 69 or something, no, like a 62. i was. HEART BROKEN. i had worked so hard. my mom had worked so hard. I HAD FOLLOWED ALL THE INSTRUCTIONS. any minor mistake was NOT enough to lose me 40 points and gain me a failing grade for my work. i was also in seventh grade and a constant victim of bullying and had onset deprssion and anxiety. so like. things in general werent GREAT for me.

so she goes somethin like “u wanna leave it here we can eat it tomorrow or whatever im a terrible person and so are my daughters that tried to kill a bus driver lmao” and i, like, heart audibly broken in my ears dont really hear her and say “no thats fine ill take it.” THAT MF AND THOSE TINIER MFS WERE *NOT* EATIN MY CAKE IF THEY WERE GONNA DISRESPECT IT LIKE THAT. not this abusive teachers and not those bullies.

so i took the cake home. and i tried my damnedest to get to the bus lot and get on my bus to go home. i succeeded in THAT much at least, but not by much. and nearly running while holding a cake isnt exactly FUN.

anyway i get on the bus. and u wanna kno what i DO?

i start crying. like. a lot. and i eat. the whole. mother. fuckin. cake. i eat the WHOLE THING on my ride home (which was aided by the fact i have always been the last person off the bus every year of my life). i ate the WHOLE DAMN CAKE. WHILE CRYING. ON THE BUS. and refused to share it with anyone.

so i got home, still crying, with an empty cake tin in hand. and a fuckin d to show my mom.

so yeah, anyway, basically she can eat a dick and i have not gotten over this in, as you can see, a little over nine years. fuck her.

#life story #git fukt you cantankerous bitch #im not tagging this with long post or food because its very important and personal to me and i hope yall understand #and if you dont then maybe consider the following:#whenever i have a mental breakdown none of you even check to see if im okay even when i say i wanna kill myself #so nobody has any business coming into my blog demanding i tag things to make them feel more comfortable #you can deal with seeing this post one time and seeing one picture of a cake

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