About Supernatural ending and kpoop and the person that loves me more
Supernatural is ending and I'm still in S14... yeah I'll find time for it sometime around christmas and let you know what I think, but of course remember I always avoid endings...
I'm kinda disappointed in myself for not catching up , I've followed them for 15 years and now I'm just ignoring its end...
well no so quite, I decided to finally have those tattoes I've been talking for ages so now I have two of them:
The MOC, for both Supernatural and the biblical reference "And the Lord set a mark on Cain, lest anyone finding him should kill him (Genesis 4:15)." I dare you to touch me now...
The lady bug because an old professor I mention often, Dr. Pol; I was told I'm abusive to interns and inferiors in general, and I'm not!! I try not to, I just have too much soldier in me to be soft when they make mistakes or ignore and order, so Dr E (new personal hero Lady Dr Ellefsen, queen of internal medicine and everything awesome) made me cry and caused me to have a crisis telling me that, I cried my eyes dry while sitting next to doctor Pol in a different hospital while he worked and I tried to get myself together. we spoke in spanish so nobody would understand what we were saying. is not like I wanted everyone knwoing I was crying over being called a mean name
in the end he sat next to me, and said "tienes que aprender a ser mas mariquita" which translated directly means "you have to learn to be a bit more a coward/sissy/weakling" there I was all offended and feeling even better, the guy that thaught me to be strong, the one who taught me to always speak my mind and the one who directed me back to military wanted me to be more a coward? seriously?? he then looked at me and used English. "a ladybug, sweetpea!(that nickname only he ever used for me) don't you know ladybugs? how cute they are?" he was making no sense to me. "get one, and try to crush it, it'll take a lot of effort, they're hard, and if they fall they just get up and keep walking, they're resilient little bastards, yet they can fly... don't let that place change you, you're a ladybug, don't you ever change that..." so yeah another bout of crying later, it made so much sense- so yeah ladybug tattoo...
My new developed obsession is just as insane and as unhealthy as any... it's one I already mentioned, my emotional crutch... it became a mess since I have merch, playlists, pictures and screensavers and all the huff... there's this saying in spanish "en la vejez viruela" means something of the sort of "a grandma with chikenpox" referring of people that likes/gets kids' stuff when old, like "kids plays for gray hair" well chickenpox people... chikenpox!!
so now-... here I am listening and singing along with BTS and the worst part actually SINGING IN KOREAN!!! and knowing what I'm saying... Bone is having a field day teasing me about it.
So yeah coming with that is the fact that me, used to be on edge about everything, always aware of her surroundings and always waiting for an attack relaxed a bit after all this time and finally I'm even allowed to use earbuds without sweating nervous, my panic attacks are almost non existent and I've been allowed to go out with friends to have a beer without any other problem, so yeah, I'm finally getting a grip of myself, so... the person that loves me the most bought me this amazing electric -very distinctive- blue earplugs that I love (and I'm wearing right now) but were getting ruined by being rolled and tucked in small spaces in pockets and backpacks, right? see... I'm always busy and I've been careless with them until I noticed the cords are getting ruined, so I was sad because I really do love them, so the same person who bought them for me, bought me one of those small toylike cord protectors, a tinny
this little guy is protecting them now :))
I'm finishing my last two weeks in infectiology, go me!! during the pandemics!!!
so yeah whatever comes after?? bring it on!!!
I'm kinda disappointed in myself for not catching up , I've followed them for 15 years and now I'm just ignoring its end...
well no so quite, I decided to finally have those tattoes I've been talking for ages so now I have two of them:
The MOC, for both Supernatural and the biblical reference "And the Lord set a mark on Cain, lest anyone finding him should kill him (Genesis 4:15)." I dare you to touch me now...
The lady bug because an old professor I mention often, Dr. Pol; I was told I'm abusive to interns and inferiors in general, and I'm not!! I try not to, I just have too much soldier in me to be soft when they make mistakes or ignore and order, so Dr E (new personal hero Lady Dr Ellefsen, queen of internal medicine and everything awesome) made me cry and caused me to have a crisis telling me that, I cried my eyes dry while sitting next to doctor Pol in a different hospital while he worked and I tried to get myself together. we spoke in spanish so nobody would understand what we were saying. is not like I wanted everyone knwoing I was crying over being called a mean name
in the end he sat next to me, and said "tienes que aprender a ser mas mariquita" which translated directly means "you have to learn to be a bit more a coward/sissy/weakling" there I was all offended and feeling even better, the guy that thaught me to be strong, the one who taught me to always speak my mind and the one who directed me back to military wanted me to be more a coward? seriously?? he then looked at me and used English. "a ladybug, sweetpea!(that nickname only he ever used for me) don't you know ladybugs? how cute they are?" he was making no sense to me. "get one, and try to crush it, it'll take a lot of effort, they're hard, and if they fall they just get up and keep walking, they're resilient little bastards, yet they can fly... don't let that place change you, you're a ladybug, don't you ever change that..." so yeah another bout of crying later, it made so much sense- so yeah ladybug tattoo...
My new developed obsession is just as insane and as unhealthy as any... it's one I already mentioned, my emotional crutch... it became a mess since I have merch, playlists, pictures and screensavers and all the huff... there's this saying in spanish "en la vejez viruela" means something of the sort of "a grandma with chikenpox" referring of people that likes/gets kids' stuff when old, like "kids plays for gray hair" well chickenpox people... chikenpox!!
so now-... here I am listening and singing along with BTS and the worst part actually SINGING IN KOREAN!!! and knowing what I'm saying... Bone is having a field day teasing me about it.
So yeah coming with that is the fact that me, used to be on edge about everything, always aware of her surroundings and always waiting for an attack relaxed a bit after all this time and finally I'm even allowed to use earbuds without sweating nervous, my panic attacks are almost non existent and I've been allowed to go out with friends to have a beer without any other problem, so yeah, I'm finally getting a grip of myself, so... the person that loves me the most bought me this amazing electric -very distinctive- blue earplugs that I love (and I'm wearing right now) but were getting ruined by being rolled and tucked in small spaces in pockets and backpacks, right? see... I'm always busy and I've been careless with them until I noticed the cords are getting ruined, so I was sad because I really do love them, so the same person who bought them for me, bought me one of those small toylike cord protectors, a tinny
this little guy is protecting them now :))
I'm finishing my last two weeks in infectiology, go me!! during the pandemics!!!
so yeah whatever comes after?? bring it on!!!