Young 20 something, design student, idk, w/e.
Presentation done, drink in hand.
no no no no no no no no.
I need to go to bed early because I need a good nights sleep.
But it’s almost midnight and I can’t sleep again. argh.
so proud of all my 4th year pals today. Everyone is slaying their grad presentations.
Everyone at school being supportive of each other and end of semester, I was buzzing all day so great. Pals! everyone! so proud.
you use singular they all the time
someone’s knocking on the door, i wonder what they want
there’s a person waving their hands at me from over there but i can’t hear them
does mysterycop follow you? i love their username
can you tell whichever person was in the bathroom last to please close the door behind them on their way out?
they IS properly, officially used in the english language to refer to a single individual person, quite a lot, in a plethora of different scenarios
all the opposition comes when it’s suggested that you can still use they once you’ve seen the person or heard their name, because you know someone’s gender once you’ve seen them or heard their name, of course
the opposition is not grammatical
NTS: Call your father tomorrow because you haven’t called since mum left and you should probably let him know you’re not dead and make sure he and your sister aren’t dead. Stop being a shitty kid.
I’ve told myself everyday since my mom went away that I would call my dad but I just haven’t had the time because by the time I can take a break in the day or I’m at home it’s late or a weird time. But really I just need to call for like 2 minutes to check in. Christ. and tomorrow I’m going to call and tell him I’m spending a butt load of money on hard drives when I just dropped a butt ton on a computer. shitty, shitty kid.
When they find evidence of life outside of earth I think I’ll just cry.
What a thought.
So today I realized that one of the first things to go mentally from stress and exhaustion aside from any emotional stability is my volume and profanity filter.
As this morning a 3rd year in our type design class had his final presentation, and ONE made it a website so THAT’S a whole can of worms and TWO made it one where you can test his typeface. Upon this reveal I slammed (fairly quietly) my fists on the table and said (fairly loudly), “God Fucking Damnit” because NO! GET OUT! THE REST OF THE CLASS HASN’T SLEPT IN LIKE 3 WEEKS YOU CANNOT PULL THAT SHIT KENNETH!
mother of god he killed it. SLAYED IT. jesus christ. I’m still appalled and blown away impressed by it.