Post of mehness and tl;dr
You Are a Mediator 
You understand people well and are a natural born therapist.
A peacemaker, people always seem to get along when you are around.
You tend to be a father or mother figure to friends, even to those older than you.
You enjoy your role, and you find that you are close to many people.
Your strength: Your devotion
Your weakness: Reliance on others for happiness
Your power color: Lilac
Your power symbol: Heart
Your power month: June
What Does Your Birth Date Mean?
That... is kind of pretty accurate. Creepy.
So today I went back to my parents to stay here for the rest of my break. The trip was pretty awful, since there was no air conditioning in the train, so it felt like a freaking sauna for two hours. Getting here, I was treated to some bullshit from my Mom. I told her that I would probably come visit them first in February before going to the US instead of the other way around, and her response was basically "I don't give a rat's ass if and when you come, so long as you pass that ethnology exam." Thanks, Mom. In addition to being hurtful it's also a complete lie, since she always flips her shit if I don't stay here for at least three weeks or prolong my US trips by a week past what I had told her as an estimate. She's also been thinking that I deliberately wasted a semester because I ended up not writing a paper for a particular class a year ago. Wtf? I know I have procrastination issues, but I wouldn't DELIBERATELY WASTE A WHOLE SEMESTER just for a stupid paper! I'm fully aware that I'm already a year behind, thank you very much. I don't know whether I'm supposed to be angry with her or believe that I probably have gotten that bad...
More highlights during this stay include my grandparents' birthdays. This Saturday my Dad and I will visit his mother for her 70th. That side of the family is pretty big, with three aunts and two cousins, who will all be there. I anticipate lots of scrutinizing concerning school and my lack of a boyfriend. My younger cousin goes to college in Japan and does kickass diving and bunjee-jumping and whatnot for studying marine biology, and... yeah. It's not gonna be a fun day. The cherry on top is the fact that on the way home, my Dad wants to drag me to some person he met on the internet on one of his chicken message boards (yes, chicken), because they live on the way. I'm all for meeting people you know from the internet, but I'm not going to make someone come who has no connection to them whatsoever. He's gonna be chatting with her for hours while I sit in the car and read a book, I bet. *gag*
My Mom's father's birthday is the week after, for which Mom and I will go there for a few days. Those are the ones who know about school in every detail and will no doubt have their two cents to add as well. Maybe I'll listen to Zagreus at night to keep me sane (lolol).
Because of all this and the fact that I'll have to get used to a more German sleep schedule, I will probably miss the odd brb_gallifrey party and sleepover and random watch- or listenalongs at 5 in the morning. I am inconsolable about that. :(
Let's end this with the few positive things I can think of. One, I don't have to be all holed up in my room and be lonely for the next couple of weeks. Two, my parents can be fun too, like when we're having barbeque tonight. Three, we have a new dog who is rather nice. Our old dog, Kessie, died a few weeks ago very surprisingly (it's still... weird, thinking about it. We had her since she was a puppy). She was completely nuts and hyperactive, so not very well liked by either of my parents. Now Mom decided to get herself an old lady from the shelter that she could take small walks with. Maya is a stray dog from Spain, about 8 years old and pretty shy. She probably got beaten and stuff. She's quite unsure about me now, but I think in a few days she'll have gotten used to me. It makes me a bit sad to see how well my parents treat her and how much my Mom seems to adore her, compared to how we treated Kessie. It doesn't seem quite fair, even though Kessie isn't going to mind now and it's good that the poor abused Maya is getting a couple more good years as she grows old. Oh well. Also, four, our old cats are still alive and sort of kicking, so I'm glad I get to spend some more time with them.
Wow, that got a bit TL;DR. I'll leave you with this gif as prize if you made it this far. :P
You understand people well and are a natural born therapist.
A peacemaker, people always seem to get along when you are around.
You tend to be a father or mother figure to friends, even to those older than you.
You enjoy your role, and you find that you are close to many people.
Your strength: Your devotion
Your weakness: Reliance on others for happiness
Your power color: Lilac
Your power symbol: Heart
Your power month: June
What Does Your Birth Date Mean?
That... is kind of pretty accurate. Creepy.
So today I went back to my parents to stay here for the rest of my break. The trip was pretty awful, since there was no air conditioning in the train, so it felt like a freaking sauna for two hours. Getting here, I was treated to some bullshit from my Mom. I told her that I would probably come visit them first in February before going to the US instead of the other way around, and her response was basically "I don't give a rat's ass if and when you come, so long as you pass that ethnology exam." Thanks, Mom. In addition to being hurtful it's also a complete lie, since she always flips her shit if I don't stay here for at least three weeks or prolong my US trips by a week past what I had told her as an estimate. She's also been thinking that I deliberately wasted a semester because I ended up not writing a paper for a particular class a year ago. Wtf? I know I have procrastination issues, but I wouldn't DELIBERATELY WASTE A WHOLE SEMESTER just for a stupid paper! I'm fully aware that I'm already a year behind, thank you very much. I don't know whether I'm supposed to be angry with her or believe that I probably have gotten that bad...
More highlights during this stay include my grandparents' birthdays. This Saturday my Dad and I will visit his mother for her 70th. That side of the family is pretty big, with three aunts and two cousins, who will all be there. I anticipate lots of scrutinizing concerning school and my lack of a boyfriend. My younger cousin goes to college in Japan and does kickass diving and bunjee-jumping and whatnot for studying marine biology, and... yeah. It's not gonna be a fun day. The cherry on top is the fact that on the way home, my Dad wants to drag me to some person he met on the internet on one of his chicken message boards (yes, chicken), because they live on the way. I'm all for meeting people you know from the internet, but I'm not going to make someone come who has no connection to them whatsoever. He's gonna be chatting with her for hours while I sit in the car and read a book, I bet. *gag*
My Mom's father's birthday is the week after, for which Mom and I will go there for a few days. Those are the ones who know about school in every detail and will no doubt have their two cents to add as well. Maybe I'll listen to Zagreus at night to keep me sane (lolol).
Because of all this and the fact that I'll have to get used to a more German sleep schedule, I will probably miss the odd brb_gallifrey party and sleepover and random watch- or listenalongs at 5 in the morning. I am inconsolable about that. :(
Let's end this with the few positive things I can think of. One, I don't have to be all holed up in my room and be lonely for the next couple of weeks. Two, my parents can be fun too, like when we're having barbeque tonight. Three, we have a new dog who is rather nice. Our old dog, Kessie, died a few weeks ago very surprisingly (it's still... weird, thinking about it. We had her since she was a puppy). She was completely nuts and hyperactive, so not very well liked by either of my parents. Now Mom decided to get herself an old lady from the shelter that she could take small walks with. Maya is a stray dog from Spain, about 8 years old and pretty shy. She probably got beaten and stuff. She's quite unsure about me now, but I think in a few days she'll have gotten used to me. It makes me a bit sad to see how well my parents treat her and how much my Mom seems to adore her, compared to how we treated Kessie. It doesn't seem quite fair, even though Kessie isn't going to mind now and it's good that the poor abused Maya is getting a couple more good years as she grows old. Oh well. Also, four, our old cats are still alive and sort of kicking, so I'm glad I get to spend some more time with them.
Wow, that got a bit TL;DR. I'll leave you with this gif as prize if you made it this far. :P