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queen-rainy-love · 2 years
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iim verry interested inn thatt story about madeleine nearly travelling to thhe ships hiis mother and aunt menntioned. mmind telling the tale?
Hehehe!
I will go from Madeleine's point of view. Almost, each Madeleine woman has a name which was explained by this post.
*The scene is set back in the Crème Republic where the Madeleine family is walking around the marketplace. Tangerine Madeleine is holding a young Madeleine in her arms.*
Tangerine (Grand) Madeleine: Now Madeleine, *sets Madeleine down* please stay close. We have many places to go today. And it is easy to get lost in the crowd.
Madeleine: Okay. *holds her hand*
Lemon Madeleine: Sisters! Look! There's a new shop!!
*The Madeleine family starts heading toward the new shop. The three Aunties went in, leaving Tangerine Madeleine and Madeleine to wait outside for them.*
Merchant Cookie: Ah! Grand Madeleine Cookie! May I interest you in a new toy for your young one?
*As Tangerine Madeleine and the merchant cookie were talking, Madeleine noticed a dark-creamed Cake Hound sniffing around a wooden cart. Madeleine looked up at his mother before walking up to the Cake Hound.*
Madeleine: Hey there buddy. Is there something wrong? *The Cake Hound yip and did a spin.* Oh! What do you need then? *The Cake Hound tried to jump on the wooden cart but failed.* You want something from the cart? I can get it for you!
*Madeleine grabbed the back of the cart and struggled to pull himself up. Once he was up, he looked underneath a tarp but saw nothing but boxes.*
Madeleine: Huh? What is the puppy looking for?
*Madeleine crawls further into the tarp, almost entirely covered by it. He was so focused on looking for whatever that he never noticed the sound of the wooden cart trunk closing. It wasn't until he felt the cart moving that he realized how much trouble he could be in.*
Madeleine: (Oh no! Mother is going to be mad! She told me to stay close and I didn't!! Maybe if I get out now, I can get back to mother.)
*Madeleine crawled out of the tarp and was about to jump out of the cart but was stopped by the same Cake Hound growling at him. Madeleine could feel his eyes tear up.*
Madeleine: G-Good puppy. I just want to get off the cart. *The Cake Hound growled harder and kept its stance. It pushes Madeleine back underneath the tarp.* Please let me go.
*The wooden cart finally stopped in front of the seaport. It stopped at one of the airships. The cart started loading onto the ship when a voice called out to the cart.*
???: Oi! Stop right there!
*Madeleine heard some commotions before silence. After a few seconds of silence, the tarp was pulled away. Standing right there was Captain Caviar. Madeleine started tearing up and the elder picked him up and took him out of the seaport while the Navy took control of the area.*
Captain Caviar: Come on, kid. Let's get you home. Just don't go into carts recklessly next time.
*It wasn't long until Madeleine was reunited with his family. Tangerine Madeleine scolded him all night but his aunties just coddled him instead.*
*Meanwhile, a Cookie is standing on the rooftop with the dark-creamed Cake Hound in their arms.*
???: Damn...I was so close to getting him out of the Republic. Oh well, it's not like Dark Enchantress is giving me a big reward for him. It's not like she needs him in her army any time soon.
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So YouTube is celebrating 1 trillion views on Minecraft content or something like that, and they made like a playlist of some of the videos, and it’s all people like TommyInnit, DreamSMP, Pewdiepie (and others I’ve never even heard of), and while, yeah, in recent years they’ve had people watching Minecraft content, wHY do people constantly forget about the OGs like SkyDoesMinecraft, Deadlox, TrueMU, IHasCupquake, SetoSorcerer, BajanCanadian and the original MCYT community? Even fuckign Stampy and Yogscast aren’t on that playlist ffs!
SUre, Dream and Tommy and Pewds all repopularised Minecraft content in the last couple of years and I agree it should be recognised, but a large percentage of those views are nostalgia trips from people who grew up with the og MCYT and I’m genuinely upset that the hard work they put in for years yet again goes unnoticed. Sure, some of the are.... not great people, and I wouldn’t expect YouTube to promote, ya know, people on the sex offenders register, but not even a single Cupquake video is being put into the spotlight? No Stampy? No BajanCanadian who still plays Minecraft to this day and was part of Team Crafted for crying out loud?!
It just feels like the people that put Minecraft on the map, the reason that the game has 1 trillion YouTube views and is arguably the biggest sandbox game ever made are being forgotten in place of people who have only been playing for a short amount of time, and creators who aren’t even big in the MCYT community at all that haven’t made an impact (and also a certain creator who faked their speed run, and then lied and gaslit their fans about it when they got caught and still denies it because they’re a pos). I’m glad that YouTube are recognising the MCYT community, but to not pay homage to those who started it all, Team Crafted especially, feels extremely wrong. Those boys worked incredibly hard for so many years, they were a well oiled machine constantly pumping out content, they were the ones that made Minecraft what it is, no exceptions, and YouTube deciding not to credit all of that hard work.. maybe it’s because they were a huge part of my life growing up and shaped me into, well, me, but I really don’t like how the only old creator on that playlist is LDShadowlady (I’m not hating on her, I’m just saying she shouldn’t be the only old creator on that playlist). It’s feels wrong to not see the people that gave Minecraft its crown have absolutely no recognition at all /:
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a2k-a-2ollux-kiin · 4 years
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okay 2o iim ba2iically iin the miiddle of a maniic depre22iive epii2ode and ii feel liike iim goiing to diie whiich at thii2 rate would be liike 2uper dope 2o here are my thought2 ii gue22?
You don’t know what’s wrong. You’re angry because things were going fine, things were great, and then suddenly they weren’t and you’re angry and your keyboard is broken and you’re trying to pretend that things are fine and you’re not angry because people get concerned when you’re angry. And you sit on phone calls and use your shitty mechanical keyboard because if anyone suspected that something was wrong they’d be on your ass. You sit and you laugh and make jokes and pretend you’re okay even though you’re not and you just want to curl into a ball and cry, and every joke you make is more self-deprecating than the last and then Karkat privately messages you and he won’t stop and his messages are getting erratic and you unplug your husktop and sit on your chair and cry because nothing is going right. You cry and cry really hard and you’re trying to not cry because crying is bad and Karkat is going to show up at any moment to help but you just want to sit and fester in your emotions and die.
You’re not sure how long you sit there but then Eridan is there and you know, you know Karkat told him something was wrong and sent him out and you wish he wasn’t here but you can’t help yourself and you let him clean up your broken keyboard and pick you up off your chair and sit you down on the floor so you can sit against his chest. You’re angry because you can’t control yourself and you push against him and scream and cry but he’s too strong and you want him there even though you don’t want him there. You’re angry and sad and angry and your chest is burning and maybe it’s because you’re mad but maybe it’s also because you can’t breathe.
Things were just fine yesterday and you want to go back to yesterday because you were able to get stuff done. You weren’t feeling like you wanted to disappear from the face of the earth and die, you were enjoying yourself. Having fun. And now Eridan is sitting here holding you because you can’t get a grip and man up and move on, you’re losing it over some tiny itty bitty hiccup or mistake or-or- you can’t even fucking remember what’s wrong, it’s everything. Everything is wrong.
Eridan is there for a long time because you’re staring off into space despondent. You know he’s asking you questions and trying to get your attention but you’re exhausted, not exhausted enough to sleep, no, your thoughts are racing and you can’t stop thinking, but all you can think about is how much you want to die. He gives up after long enough and you want to turn and ask what he wanted because you feel awful for ignoring him but if you ask and he starts talking you’ll just tune out again because if you have to listen to him talk any more than you already have you will punch him in the nose.
And soon Karkat is there too and he has a cool cloth and he rubs it over your face and it brings a whole new set of tears because it’s so nice, he’s so nice and he just wants you to be okay but you’re not okay and you don’t know how to be okay. Your mind whirs and you try to come up with something, anything to say, but the only thing that comes out of your mouth is your desperate need to figure out what the hell is wrong with your code and start three new projects, and your hands are itching to work and plan things out but you can’t sit down long enough to work without reducing yourself to a mess like this.
So you sit and let them talk at and over you because you’re too tired and far too gone to listen and try and get help. You think it’s dysfunctional but you’re not sure because dammit things were fine less than twelve hours ago and knowing you you’ll fall asleep and wake up four hours later and be back on the grind despite wanting to sleep for forever and a half and your body just wants you to rest but your mind won’t let you.
You try to push away but Eridan won’t let you go and Karkat is trapping you on the other side and you want to move because if you just sit down and stare at your computer for long enough you’ll move on and get over this rut, you swear, you promise, but they won’t move and you say something scathing and there’s a look of hurt on Karkat’s face and guilt wells in your chest. You start shaking and crying again and saying sorry over and over and over again because you didn’t mean it you just aren’t thinking straight right now, and you know he accepts your apology because this is normal but it still hurts you and now you can’t stop thinking about it. It overwhelms your previous thoughts and you cry and cry and feel guilty and you just want to go to sleep.
You can’t no matter how hard you and Eridan and Karkat try. They sit with you and they’re willing to sit with you and you love them for it but you don’t know how to say it, you don’t know how to tell them because your tongue isn’t working correctly and everything you want to say is angry and mean and you hold it in and tremble erratically and choke back tears. They care about you so so much and you wish you could return it but you’re so broken and you’re so fucked up and you’re so busy? But it’s all self-induced and you know this is all your fault and you need to stop but you can’t stop it’s an endless cycle over and over again and your throat hurts and you can’t breathe and they’re comforting you again even though you know you don’t deserve it.
Your eyes stay pried open and you’re sad but not sad enough to cry anymore. You want to yell and make them go away but you still want them here because you don’t know why, you’ll just say mean things and abuse them. You’re always saying mean things and you don’t know why they stick around because you ignore them and they message you and you only message them when you need them and half the things you say are mean or talking trash and why why why do they care. 
And now something as simple as frustration about work has blown into something out of proportion and you think you slept a little bit but now that you’re awake you can’t sleep and you just want to fucking die.
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Personal Post (sorry it's going to be a long sad one)
Please be aware that this is really long and really sad about the death of a pet.
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So about a month ago my mom was given this small black kitten from a friend and asked me if I wanted to take it on. Initially, I didn't want to because I'm not really a cat person and never have been, but my boyfriend is, and I knew he wanted a cat so I said yes for him. So, my mom dropped the cat off and my boyfriend instantly fell in love with the thing. I, however, did not. She kept scratching and biting me and kept attacking my stuff and really irritated me. However, after spending the next few days alone with her, she began to grow on me. We decided to name her shadow. I began to see the cute little things she did like curl up in a ball and lay right next to me, even snuggle with me in bed when I would take a nap. I began to love this cat with all my heart. So much so, that I bought her a little collar with a bell on it (because she was so small we kept tripping over her so the bell helped us hear her), I bought her a bunch of toys and even a nice new food dish with a rubber mat to go under it. I began to grow accustomed to her meeting me at the door when I would get home from work. I got used to her meowing at the bathroom door when I was taking a shower. She became my little baby and I loved to hold her and pet her. Her meows were so quiet and when she wasn't running around like a cat on steroids she was a really good kitten. I loved her and thats what made this next part so much harder. About three days ago I noticed something was a bit off with her. She was very lethargic (which was out of character for her) and she wasnt eating much. I brought it up to my boyfriend and we decided to keep a close eye on her. The next day didn't give us any better results. I had to work early in the morning so my boyfriend was home with her in the morning. She was still lethargic and wouldn't eat much. When he finally got her to drink some water it made her throw up. So he texted me to let me know and he had to leave for work. A little later I got home and she didn't even get up. I showered and she meowed at the door but afterward, it was straight back to bed. When my boyfriend got home we decided it was time to do something so I called my mom who called her friend who told us to take her to the vet. So we called a vet made an appointment and went in at 7pm that night. Little did we know that would change us forever. Throughout the whole day, we had people giving us advice on what it might be. Some said a stomach ache and we thought maybe she had even eaten some of the Aloe plants we had but unfortunately none of the above were true. We took her to the vet and she barely moved which wasn't a good sign. The doctor came in and said he felt a lump in her stomach so they took her for an x-ray. When we got the results back it wasn't good and we had a decision to make. The doc said it was most likely a congenital kidney tumor, but on the off chance it wasn't, they would have to do a $300 ultrasound and regardless it would still be a tumor the question was wear. The doc explained to us the options which would have been surgery and if it was her kidney which the doc was 90% it was it would be a $2000 surgery and that was even if her other kidney was in good shape and could support her body which was a BIG if. There was a strong chance if we would have done the surgery it wouldn't have made a difference and she would have just passed away anyway. So that left us with option 2: to put her to sleep. We took a while to think and talk about it and decided that it was best to go that way. We are talking about an 11-week old kitten who only weighed 3 lbs. Surgery was not the best option for her. It would not have been fair to her to put her through all that for her to pass away anyway not to mention she wouldn't be able to run around and play like she did and that's not fair. We asked why all of the sudden this would be showing up now and the doc said that as she grew her kidney was working twice as hard to deal with the tumor and to sustain her body so it took its toll on her not to menton the pain she was in. So, we made the only decision we thought was right which was to end her pain and suffering even though it would cause us great pain to do so. So on September 10, 2019, at around 8:30 pm we put Shadow down and ended her suffering. This was the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make and I so badly wanted to make the selfish decision and just bring her home but then that would not have been fair to her. The one mistake I did make was staying in the room when they did it. Shadow did not like to be held down so when the doc held her leg down to sterilize it she freaked out like he was hurting her and this was even before the needle and I couldn't help the tears that were flowing at that point. Once he stuck the needle in she screamed even louder and then went completely limp. Let me tell you those images are the hardest to get out of my head because I’m only 21 years old so I have no kids so to me she was my baby and to see her like that was traumatizing. What hurt, even more, was the bill they stuck me with at the end. It cost me nearly $400 for the whole ordeal. To say I was pissed would be an understatement. I basically paid them to kill my cat and that stung the most. I didn't even have time to grieve my loss and they wanted me to pay that enormous bill. Iim actually still mad about that. That is just insensitive. I walked in with a kitten thinking she only had some stomach pains and walked out with a piece of paper and a broken heart. I was devastated and still am but am getting better. Yesterday it was hard coming home from work to an empty house because for a second I forgot she was gone and I expected her to meet me at the door like she did every day. Once I realized that wasn't going to happen I lost it. I think in those two days I cried all the water out of my body. I have lost a piece of me and every time I walk through the door of my apartment I am reminded of her because she was the first addition to my family and the fact that we only had her a month and she was only 11 weeks old makes it all the harder. But to get myself to stop crying I have to think about the good times and that everything happens for a reason. As much as it hurts its good that she ended up with us. The place she was in before we got her was full of chaos and she wouldn't have been noticed and probably would have died alone in a great deal of pain. Since she was with us all of our focus was on her so we were able to notice sooner rather than later of her decline and we got to love her with all our hearts. Although her life was short she knew love and got it and that I can be thankful for. I still miss her every minute of the day but I can take comfort in knowing that she is no longer in pain. Being home alone without her is still hard and I still have trouble getting those final images out of my head but I am taking it one day at a time and might be posting updates as sharing what I'm feeling actually helps me get through the day.
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mjwatson · 6 years
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everyone is getting mad at MJ that in ASM, she gets all sad and tells peter she can’t be with him because of his life style, and then in today’s issue of IIM, she can handle being involved in a firefight with loads of heroes and is even cool with shooting someone with a firearm.
and i get it i’m mad too, but not at MJ? don’t blame her for writers being extremely inconsistent. this is slott and bendis not consulting each other. or more likely slott doing one thing and bendis being like ‘fuck you’ and doing another.
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solitudeinme · 4 years
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I know you will read this one day.
I can’t even describe the feeling you are causing me to feel. Sometimes you are the moon and the stars. Sometimes you are the devil himself. And now, that I’m spending more and more time alone, I’m starting to become the strong woman I always aspired to be. Don't get me wrong, I was always extremely strong. But I never wanted to be strong for hate. For carelessness. For unfaithfulness. The fact that I bare these, does not make me strong, it makes me weak to the bottom. Because you let these to happen, and here I am struggling with the consequences. This is not what I deserve. This is not what I meant when I said ‘ride or die’. This is abuse. And I’m letting it. 
Many asked me: why do you stay? And I never know the answer. I always want to answer immediately, like I knew what I was gonna say, but in the end, nothing comes out of my mouth. My brain is telling me to stop. This is so much more than I can carry emotionally. But at the same time, I’m programmed to turn to you and always put you in the highest priority possible, because I love you. And you know what hurts the most? I know you don't. And I know how mad it makes you when I say that. But this is not love. 
I would do absolutely anything and everything for you in this world. There is nothing I can't solve when it comes to you. There is no impossible. If I had to travel across the world to see you, I would do it in less than a heartbeat. But you? I have to beg- no. I have to literally crawl on my knees for you to do anything for me. And even then, you don't do it. Even when I’m humiliating myself so much, you still look me in the eye and tell me I am the one person you hate the most. And I never ever thought that once in my short lifetime I will have to beg for somebody’s love and attention. 
This is where I think you were right. We do differ — a lot. But now how you think we do. We differ, because there is nothing I wouldn't commit for you, and you still don't acknowledge it. We differ, because no matter how angry I am, I still love you and care about you, but you abuse me. We differ, because I’m accepting your flaws, you throw them into my face. We differ, because I love you, and you don't love me. 
And yes, we can bury ourselves into mental disorders. Yes, I even took the liberty to read 3 complete books about your borderline disorder, just to understand you more. But nobody is talking about the pure hate you express towards me. And I wish I had the damn strength to just walk away from you, but that’s the one thing I’m unable to do. I can’t leave you, not because I feel bad about you, or because I know you’re sick, but because I simply do not feel whole without you. And now I know that I fell in love with your potential, and not the person you are at this moment. But I also fell in love with somebody, who could leave everything behind just to travel 300kms and be with me. Now this same person wouldn’t even lift a finger for me. And I’m just tired.
I just wanted love. Ever since I was a little girl. I never wanted perfect, I wanted it to be mine. A person, just for me. Who has eyes just for me. And after all these women and the pictures, my heart shattered so much. Mostly because this is not the result of your disorder, this is your doing, and you’re doing it intentionally, you even tell it to me that you like how they look like, and then you are surprised that I’m hurt. I am obviously beyond hurt. You don’t understand how is it like to love someone, who then cheats on you. Who constantly makes you feel like you’re not enough. Nothing I ever did to you compares to this feeling. And I would never consciously put you through it. Also, yes, it is cheating. It is initiating, it is looking at other women while you have someone who you’re texting “I love you” on  daily basis. This is very, very disgusting and most of all disrespectful towards me.
I will never understand why you just wouldn’t say: I am bored of you, this is what I want now. I would at least have a reason, and wouldn’t ask myself “what am I doing wrong” ever again. People fall out of love, that is fine. Belittling another woman by grabbing her by her biggest insecurities and bringing her down, is not fine. And I feel ashamed that I have to even mention this. But maybe I’m just a toy to you after all. You can do anything you want with me, and you’re doing it. And I should be the one to yell stop, but I get numb when I’m in front of you. Simply because I can feel the connection between us, and it makes it so hard to leave you. So I feel like this is the most I will get from this. A soulmate, who makes me miserable. Someone who is terrible, but I will never be able to leave him. Someone, who, at any point in this life, can come back to me and I will never say no to him. And I get absolutely nothing in return. No genuine, true feelings. Just ambivalence. Disrespect. Hate. Anger.  
I consider myself and old soul. I know I feel deeply, strongly, and loyally. I know what kind of love I give, and it is very rare. I thought nobody could affect the amount I can give, but you did. You damaged the supplies, to the point where there is almost nothing left of it. I can no longer enjoy life. I can no longer trust and laugh like I did before. I’m just a shadow in my own body, and it would take a miracle to heal. And that miracle would be you, healthy. But maybe I will never experience that. Maybe I really am not the woman you want by your side. Maybe you will find peace next to someone else. I wish you that, you deserve safety. But as for myself, it will take a lifetime to recover. and the main reason for this is I imagined my whole life ahead with you.
But maybe, for once, I was wrong. Maybe I love you, that’s why I need to let you go. This is either the biggest mistake or the best decision in my life. Will we be The Notebook? Do we want to be? It depends.
And it depends on you.
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marco-diaz-starco · 7 years
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Memories (page 5)
Page five
When  Marco turns the page to see what else he can find, he sees a little drawing of him and Jackie together while in the other side is star crying alone.
Marco sighs
Marco: I'm sorry star
Marco keeps reading and now the title says -my strained friendship-
(Second page of the journal)
Dear journal:
Today was an awful day, it was my song day, and I thought the people of mewni wanted to know the real star butterfly, but they don't, they want me to be the perfect princess and when ruberiot sang the part of the story when I lost the book of spells and glossaryck, everybody got mad, but I needed to tell them, I thought they wanted to know me for who I am and what I have done, and just when I thought the worst had past, ruberiot aded a new part to the song, the worst part is that...IT TALKED ABOUT MY CRUSH ON MARCO...and I felt so ashamed because Marco was there and I didn't wanted him to know or get worried, or that if he knew, things never become the same again, I felt so ashamed, when the song was over, the people of mewni kicked us out by throwing corn snacks at us, and then the high commission started arguing with my mom and then Marco looked at me, I felt so ashamed I just ran to the window, summoned cloudy and got away as soon as possible, now here I am in this cottage again, I hope Marco is ok, oh man, it's gonna get very weird between us.
Marco does a sigh again
Marco: why didn't you told me before? Why now? Why in the worst way?.
To be continued...
Well sorry for the delay again, but iIm almost done with school so then there will be pages every friday.
Credits to: 
@dipdop-and-maybelline
@_carolinaramos on Instagram
@princessmarcoo on Instagram
@StarlaWoods on Instagram 
and me.
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gumdecay · 7 years
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#my pretty much not fp :pointedly doesnt spend time w me - talks abt how much time they dont spend w me and how bad theyd feel if i did it to#them - continues to not spend time with me after telling me that#me: says its fine bc i truly dont care anymore and makes a point to tell them im not mad abt it bc if i dont theyll get pissed at me#them: i cant spend all my time with you i feel like im emotionally enabling you and its not fair to me - i feel like if i dont spend all my#time with you you wont be able to take care ofyourself without me - i feel llike because im older than you ur a younger me and i need to tre#at you how i would have wanted to be treated at your age#me: uhh i dont want you to spend all ur time w me n you Havent been spending all ur time w me n im an adult i can take care of myself w/o u#n i Do take care of myself w/o u n iim Not You at a younger age im Me at a younger age than you that doesnt mean ur my caregiver n i never a#sked u for any of that???? its not fair for u to blame me for something ur doing to urself??? i dont care that u dont spend time with me i d#ont want you to feel responsible for me i never asked u to takecare of me???#them: okay well *brings up shit that happened over a yr ago* makes me feel like this and i think u went to the hospital bc i didnt take care#of u well enough#me: bitch WHAT#this is a fuckin messn im tired of them but i spent like $300 to go n fucking see them this month so i guess ill jst suffer thru it lol#i should be writing abt this in my journal bc they might have this url still but I Dont Care Anymore lol#l
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tellytantra · 5 years
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(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); Everyone is talking heartily over a cup of tea. Sameer meets his mother. Mama ji suggests that they all should go on a trip but they share that they have come here to admit Rohan in IIM. Vishakha tells that they have come to finalise his admission and hostel. Mami ji says we have a house here. Why will he stay in hostel? Rohan’s father replies that he wants Rohan to stay away from bad company. Everyone goes quiet. Vishakha suggests Sameer to apply in IIM too. Rohan’s father mocks Sameer. He can barely pass. How will he get admitted there? Poonam speaks positively about Sameer. He will top this time. Sameer recalls how he couldn’t give exams this time. He avoids the conversation father. Rohan’s father says I can bet he will barely score 45-50%. Mama ji and Mami ji excuse themselves to make preps for everyone. Bela is knitting A on Anand’s shift. Naina asks her about it. Anand suggests her to put his photo on his every shirt as well. She happily goes to bring the photos. Naina and Anand smile. Phone rings. Anand goes inside on the pretext of some file. Naina picks the call. Sameer asks her what she was doing. She says she was missing a sweet, mad guy. Vishakha enters. Sameer tries to end the call. Naina understands that someone is there. Sameer affirms. Mummy is here. Naina says now you would understand how difficult it is to talk in front of family. Vishakha asks Sameer who is on call. Sameer takes Pundit’s name. Naina asks Sameer to say I love you. He ends the call in haste. Munna says anything. His mom says you just said it was Pundit. Sameer diverts the topic. Vishakha gives him a gift in advance for his results. (Voiceover – Sameer):Whenever I was trouble, I used to share it with Munna and Pundit. They could get me out of the problem anyhow. I hid this problem from them too. I was unable to think of anything. Result was due next day. I was worried thinking what I will tell Mummy tomorrow. Next morning, everyone is checking the results. Naina has topped again. Preeti has scored 45%. The sisters share a hug. Their friends have passed as well. Naina checks Sameer’s result. He is marked as absent for all the tests. Fail? She recalls Sameer’s hesitations while going in the exam hall. She thinks of his excuses. Sameer comes there too and does not see her initially. He goes to look at the results and finds Naina there. She looks at him in shock. He begins to explain when she walks away. Munna and Pundit ask him about his result but he goes. Kartik and his friends are checking their results too. Munna and Pundit see Sameer and Naina’s result. Naina comes to a classroom. Sameer follows her. Listen to me. She asks him what she should hear now. I don’t understand how it happened. You were studying religiously and went inside the classroom right in front of my eyes. How did it happen? He reasons that he did it for good. She keeps his hand over her head. Tell me the truth. Sameer ends up telling her the truth. She reprimands him for not thinking that he will lose one year. She says we listen to our mind in such cases. He says our names would have been on the board together. We would have failed together if I had told your name to Ma’am! I can hear it if someone will raise questions and blame us. I wont be able to bear it if someone will question you! Please try to understand. She slaps him. You listened to your heart following what you wanted but did you think how I will feel after knowing that you lost a year because of me? I became topper but you ended up losing your entire year! What was the need to act like a hero? You could have taken my name. You are mad. You dint do the right thing. Sad song plays in the background. Sameer makes a fist of his hands. Sameer thinks of Vishakha’s words. Anand is talking to someone to arrange dollars for him. Bela is unable to understand any of it. He explains that American Dollar is used in America. She compares the price and exchange amount. He explains the concept to her. If the economy will work like this then one day Dollar will be very expensive. (Voiceover – Naina):Chacha ji was right. Dollar rate is indeed shooting up the sky. I wonder if a day will come when one rupee will be equivalent to 80 USD. Preeti excitedly tells her result at home. Her parents smile hearing it. They hug Naina after hearing her result. Bela and Preeti go inside. Anand asks Naina how much Sameer scored. She keeps quiet. There was too much crowd. I was so excited after seeing my result that I couldn’t meet him. He asks her to call him and ask. She tries averting it but in vain. Anand is hopeful he will score really good marks. Naina recalls his result. Sameer comes to his room and his landline is ringing. He paces in the room for a while. Anand takes the phone from Naina. Sameer picks it just then. He talks to Anand calmly. Anand asks him how much he scored in exams. Precap: Sunaina comes to Sameer’s home. She has told them something which worries everyone. Update Credit to: Pooja
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rice-a-rina · 7 years
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homeboy got mad at me for misplacing his charging cable for the switch and basically called me a fuck up. that is where he went wrong hmm boy. found the cable for him and he fucking KNOWS he fucked up by saying that to me I could see him sweating from miles away. all he said after that was "I'm going to work" . damn straight glad i didn't even have to tell him I didn't want to talk to him for the rest of the night bc he knows.
I’ve gotten much better with not taking crap, and now, more often than before(but still not that often) I’ll just get pissed off that I’m being treated that way instead of crying in a corner. 
I’ve been really stressed out and tired and forgetful lately(iIm working two jobs and only have 1 day off in two weeks) so I can understand why he got so frustrated with me again (bc I forgot where I put something or gave him another vague excuse even tho literally all i said was “I dont know where I put it” and “It might be at our friends house”) but fuck if Im just gonna sit here and cry about it I grew up with enough of that shit I am just so over it and done. i’m not a fuck up or a failure, and im doing so good rn im not a bum or an idiot I am smart and strong and if anyone ever tries to put you down know that you are smart and strong too and all of lifes assholes can go burn in a vat filled with fluoroantimonic acid
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