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sofiafushiguro · 7 months

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fantasies - jean kirstein

↳ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: teacher! Jean x fem! reader ↳ ⚠️𝖙𝖜: infidelity, age gap, fingering, use of the word "Slut", spanking. All the characters are 18+ ↳ 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 1.7k ↳𝖆/𝖓: I took A&P last semester. I was dreaming everyday about my teacher. What a man. This is very self-indulgent. Please please please someone request part 2!! I have so many things in mind.

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Anatomy and Physiology. The toughest class you've taken in your whole life.

It was understandable why you needed it, but still, did it have to be that hard? There were so many medical terms, and everything was explained so deeply that you felt it was easier to tattoo all the information to your forehead than actually study.

However, Professor Kirstein was a great teacher. He explained it the easiest way for everyone, and he had such passion for the topic that it was impossible to stop listening to him. It could be that or the fact that Jean Kirstein was the hottest teacher you've ever seen in your life. His mullet was always a little disorganized, giving him a carefree air. He always carried a cup of coffee in his hand and wore dress shirts that would tug his arms so well. You couldn't deny that you'd had a couple of fantasies with him.

But he was your teacher. Your married teacher. You've been to his office a couple of times after class looking for more explanation on the topic, and you've seen the pictures of his two children on his desk and his wall. And of course, you've noticed the ring he wears on his left hand. Sometimes, when you were fantasizing about him, you felt it was wrong. You shouldn't be thinking about a married man, especially if you're thinking about being under his desk sucking his cock.

But oh well. It is just a fantasy after all, and you were too shy in real life to do something like that.

Lately, you've been so busy with school and work that you haven't even had time to think lewd things about your professor. Until you see him Thursday at 8 am when class starts.

As always, Jean Kirstein enters the classroom with his cup of coffee in one hand and his bag with a computer in the other. He looks so hot when he sits his things at the desk and starts talking about this week's assignments. Jean's big hands roam through his bag until he finds the dry-erase marker.

He turns his back on the class to start making a list of the major and minor muscles you will need to know for the upcoming exam, and you can see his muscles when he starts writing on the board. He has a toned back, no wonder he has a master's in sports medicine. Jean Kirstein is packed. His whole body is toned, and you can tell just by standing next to him. It is delicious, and you would give anything to be underneath him fucking you mercilessly.

He is not only hot, but he's so intelligent. The way he talks to your classmates is so easygoing, and his explanations are as simple as A&P can be. His voice is attractive and makes it easy to follow the threat of the topic.

And when you least expect it, the class is over, and the only thing you did was have lustful thoughts about your teacher. You look down at your notes, and you notice you have so much missing information on gluteus maximus, abductor magnus, and god knows what other things.

"Do you need help with that?" Jean's voice surprises you. He is standing next to you, and you notice the empty classroom. "Why are you missing so much information?" He asks with a playful tone, giving you a smirk.

"I'm asking myself the same question," You reply, and you both laugh. You look down at your notes again and see the incomplete diagram of the leg muscles. "I think I just need help with this, please," You tell him, referring to the diagram.

Jean shakes his head in disapproval and rolls his eyes. "Y/N, that is the easiest thing," You laugh nervously, ashamed of not taking notes because you lost track of time fantasizing about the man standing next to you. "C'mon, get up,"

You do as he says, and as soon as your feet touch the floor, you notice the huge height difference between you two. He is so tall and big compared to you. His broad shoulders are visible from miles away, and his pectoralis majoris is bigger than yours (The only muscle you really remember)

"Now, do what I do," Jean commands you. He starts moving his legs in ways you can remember the placement and names of the anterior muscles of the lower extremities. "That was not as bad as I thought," You reply to him, making a few notes of what you just learned. "Now I'm missing the posterior ones," You comment and turn your head back to him.

Jean has his arms crossed over his chest, and his head is slightly tilted sideways. His eyes look different now, and you feel that the room's aura has drastically changed. "Turn around," he orders. His voice is lower now, and it feels like you need to obey what he says.

You turn around, and you feel something off. Oh, my, Jean was waiting for this time longer than you have.

He grabs you by the hair, bending you over the table where all your pencils and notes are. His free hand goes to your hip, tugging the fat around it and digging his nails into it. Thank goodness something inside you made you wear a cute blue and white dress that day because Jean had a perfect view of your cute white panties hugging your juicy pussy.

"Now I'm missing the posterior ones," Jean mocks you. You are grabbing the table as if your life depended on it, and you are frozen. Is the fantasy finally becoming real? "You don't need me to tell you that this perfect ass has some good muscle underneath it, right?"

Jean's big, heavy hand slaps your ass, and his other hand tugs your hair, making you arch your back and moan. He smirks. "Oh, you liked that, didn't you?" He asks. You quickly nod. There is no point in denying that this is what you've dreaming of for months. "Of course you liked it. I've noticed how you look at me during the lectures,"

Your blood gets cold. Was it that obvious that you were head-over-heels for Jean Kirstein?

Jean Kirstein.

Jean Kirstein, your married teacher. Married with children.

His hand caresses your ass until his finger brushes your cunt from behind, making you shiver and moan. This is wrong. This shouldn't be happening.

Jean feels how wet you are. Clearly, you've been wet since he got to the classroom. He decides to start rubbing your clit over your underwear, and soon, you're a moany mess.

"Professor Kirstein..." You manage to say in between the moans. "This is wrong. You need to stop," you warn him. Jean tugs your hair harder and leans to talk right into your ear.

"Stop?" He asks. He can't believe you're asking him to stop when he's been waiting for that moment the entire semester. "What's so wrong about it that you want me to stop?" Jean keeps rubbing your clit, and he kisses the back of your neck, leaving a tiny mark of his teeth.

"You're married," you remind him.

He sights in annoyance. Yes, sadly, he's married. But that's not going to stop him from getting what he wants.

"Do you see my wife here?" He asks, going faster on your clit. "Hmm? Do you see her?" His tone is harsh. Jean licks the back of your neck, giving you goosebumps.

His fingers touch that spot you like so much and give you butterflies. He feels your juices dripping on his hand. You're so wet just for him. Jean Kirstein's been dreaming about this for so long.

You shake your head at his question, and he smiles. Jean stops rubbing your clit, making you sigh in annoyance since you are enjoying his touch. He lets go of your hair, and you rest your forehead on the table, trying to recover your breath.

Jean spanks you hard. He wants to make sure your ass is bright red when you walk out of the classroom. He takes your wet white panties aside, and without hesitation, he puts one finger inside you. His free hand grabs a handful of your ass, not letting it go while he fingers your cunt.

"Such a sluty girl for an older man like me," Jean loves the way you are spreading your legs so he touches the best parts inside of you. Having you with your ass in the air for him is a picture he will never forget in his life.

You're making such beautiful noises just for him. He could hear you moaning every day and never get tired of it. You're so wet, and your pussy is too tight that he knows it'll be a problem for him to fit inside if you. He's so hard, and his cock is so uncomfortable in his pants, but he wants to make you cum all over his hand.

Jean spanks your ass a couple times more. You are on cloud nine.

You can't believe Jean Kirstein is finally touching you and making you feel so good. No boy your age stands a chance after feeling how delicious Jean's finger feels inside you.

You bite your hand because you feel like you're being too loud. But, Lord, it just feels so good. You start cursing under your breath, and your legs start shaking, feeling like they are giving up soon. That's Jean's cue to know you're about to cum.

"I want you to make a mess, pretty girl," Jean commands you. He keeps the pace he's moving his finger inside you and gives you a couple more spanks until he feels your walls spasming around him.

No one's ever touched you this good. The way he's paying attention to your body to ensure you're feeling as much pleasure as possible is amazing.

You finally reach your orgasm. Just as Jean said, you make a mess in his hand, and you feel your juices dripping down your legs. He grabs you by the hair again and puts his finger in your mouth, making you taste yourself.

You make eye contact. He is as satisfied as you are.

"Now, don't worry about that test. I got it covered,"

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canonicallyobserving911 · 4 months

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WIP Wednesday

Fanonwriter2023 on AO3

Where CANON and FANON collide!

This is an EPIC LOVE STORY!

Season 7 FANON Speculation: Buddie Multi-Chapter Fanfic - Hiatus Reading: “I’m still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!”

Chapter 19 will be posted soon.

Currently 18 chapters completed: 673.4K Words Rated: Mature

One chapter will be posted at a time.

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I'm excited to finish writing Chapter 19 because there are only 21 days left until Buck and Eddie get married.

For anyone who hasn't read Chapter 18, here's a brief overview: Since Eddie had to work a 4/10 from Monday through Thursday, Buck and Chris went to the Diaz family's Thanksgiving celebration without him. After Helena was rude to Buck the Sunday before the holiday, he was completely nervous about the way everyone else would treat him too and he hoped he wouldn't end up standing in the backyard alone but Eddie reassured him the Diazes would love him. Also, Eddie, Buck, Adriana, Antonio and Sophia had a meeting with Helena the day after Thanksgiving and the proverbial $hit hit the fan.

Buck and Eddie will tie the knot before Christmas 2023 but they are NOT getting married in the U.S. and they won't have a wedding ceremony until May 2024. They've revealed their relationship, their engagement and the fact that they're going to Europe to their found family during the 118's Thanksgiving dinner and now to Eddie's parents, his sisters, his abuela and Tia Pepa but they didn't tell them everything. No one knows they're getting married in three weeks, not even Chris because they haven't told him yet.

Have they revealed their relationship, engagement and European vacation to everyone or is there someone else who'll find out in Chapter 19? 👀

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Here's a snippet from Chapter 19 of Buck and Eddie being romantically fluffy while they're lying in bed.

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He sits his phone down then he takes Eddie’s phone out of his hand and sits it next to his. After he does, he kisses him on the cheek and whispers into his ear, “Babe… today is another “Diaz Day” and all you’ll be doing is studying for your exam. It’s scheduled for tomorrow morning so you won’t be doing anything other than taking practice exams and reviewing scenario questions. After we eat breakfast, me and Chris will clean the house and we’ll work together to make sure all his homework is done before he goes back to school tomorrow. I’ll handle everything”.

“I love it when you give me “Diaz Days”. He replies then he kisses Buck on the forehead. After he lays his head back on the pillow, he asks, “Will I still get my “Diaz Days” after I’ve passed all my exams?”

“You certainly will but um… they’ll be different.”

He furrows his brow and asks, “How?”

“Well…” He begins but he trails off as he starts walking his fingers up Eddie’s chest.

While maintaining eye contact, he moves his head a little closer, then he leans in and presses his lips against Eddie’s. After he runs his tongue over his bottom lip, he opens for him and it quickly turns heated. They start gasping, moaning and panting into each other’s mouths and as their tongues become tangled, Eddie wants to hear his fiancé make that high-pitched noise in the back of his throat that he loves to hear. So he puts his right hand on the back of Buck’s neck and applies a little bit of pressure and he gets an immediate reaction because not only does Buck make the sound; he makes it twice.

They kiss for what seems like hours and after he breaks it, he talks against Eddie’s lips and admits, “For the rest of our lives, every day will be a “Diaz Day”… and you know what else?”

Eddie smiles and asks, “What?”

“We’ll get to…” He trails off and moves his head to the side so their cheeks are pressed together then he whispers, “faremo l’amore” into his ear. After he says it, he pulls back and meets his eyes but he doesn’t translate it from Italian to English.

Eddie pouts. “My love… you just said something else in Italian that you haven’t taught me yet. Just like Friday night when you said “facciamo l’amore” and “fai l’amore con me”. I know what amore means but what about…”

He doesn’t get to finish because Buck kisses him with so much desire and longing that it takes both of their breaths away.

What is Eddie going to do? 👀

Will he learn the meaning of those three Italian phrases before they leave for Italy? 🤷🏽‍♀️

Will he commit the new phrase to memory like he did the first two? 🙃

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Fic Summary: Months after Buck and Eddie were hit by the same lightning strike; they’re still struggling with the aftermath of it. But before they make their love confessions, they’ll spend time getting to know themselves as individuals first. Eddie learns to enjoy the simple things in life as he participates in activities on his own and with new friends while Buck learns the rest of the 31-year-old deep dark family secret about his conception and birth. Their journey to forever is still a work in progress but once they finally admit they’re in love with each other, everything that follows their love confessions will be cataclysmic.

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Chapter Summaries

Chapter 1 - Eddie makes a new friend while Buck receives devastating news regarding the sperm donation he made for Connor and Kameron.

Chapter 2 - Buck does a lot of research to learn more about the abnormalities found in his red blood cells and Eddie starts a new therapy journey that’s all about him and not the traumas he’s experienced.

Chapter 3 - After more than a month, Buck and Eddie finally spend time together outside of work but it doesn’t end well and they part with a lot of uncertainty regarding their places in each other’s lives.

Chapter 4 - Eddie has a few realizations about his life which causes him to consider moving back to El Paso, TX while Buck continues to be reminded of his past which causes him to take an impromptu road trip across America.

Chapter 5 - Both Buck and Eddie have difficult conversations with their parents and Buck finally learns the truth behind the reason why his mother despised him while Eddie finally tells his mother about the way she tries to control him.

Chapter 6 - More than two weeks after Buck pushed Eddie away after suggesting they needed a break; Eddie decides to try again. Eddie’s there for Buck when he’s at his worst just like Buck was there for him when he was at his worst and he won’t let Buck give up.

Chapter 7 - After Buck’s mental breakdown, Eddie has his back the same way Buck had his when he had his own breakdown more than a year ago. They share several vulnerable and emotionally intimate moments with one another and they begin to realize their small, sweet and caring gestures matter just as much if not more than any grand gesture ever could because these are the foundations of a long-lasting love relationship.

Chapter 8 - Buck, Eddie and Chris all have their own therapists and during their sessions, they reflect on their pasts while they’re in the present so they can prepare for their future together as a family.

Chapter 9 - Buck and Eddie are there for each other when Buck has to testify as a witness during the trial. But by the end of it, they’ll both realize their individual and shared traumas are going to keep resurfacing until they talk about them, deal with the fact that they’re in love with one another and face the fact that they can’t live without each other.

Chapter 10 - As Buck and Eddie finally begin to confront their past traumas, they realize how much they need each other to fill in the gaps of their memories. Additionally, the universe screams at them for what appears to be the one hundredth time so Buck can realize he doesn’t have to ‘find it’ because he already ‘made it’ and Eddie’s reminded tomorrow isn’t promised and he doesn’t have to die alone if he doesn’t want to.

Chapter 11 - A “virga” or dry thunderstorm is in the forecast but once the rain starts, the thunderstorm happening outside won’t be able to match the storm brewing inside between Buck and Eddie. It’s the universe’s final scream and when the tumultuous winds begin to blow, they’ll have one last chance to hold onto everything they’ve built over the last six years or they’ll lose it all forever.

Chapter 12 - Buck and Eddie have always shared a deep physical attraction and an emotional intimacy that’s unmatched but now that they’re in a relationship, they’re learning how to navigate the romantic intimacy they’ve been waiting for six years to explore. The love they have for each other is a once in a lifetime, soulmate, love of their lives type of love that transcends space and time.

Chapter 13 - While navigating the newness of their romantic relationship, Buck and Eddie take advantage of every moment they spend together. As their individual lives, people from their pasts, time constraints and the possibility of losing each other again make attempts to interrupt and interfere with their journey to forever, they love, care for, support and hold onto each other even tighter to withstand it all.

Chapter 14 - Buck and Eddie can see the lights at the end of the tunnels regarding the results of Buck’s Cancer Screening along with everything else they’re dealing with. But are the lights they see exits to the tunnels or are they headlights on different runaway trains that are speeding towards them in an effort to interrupt their forever?

Chapter 15 - Buck and Eddie have known they were exactly who the other one wanted in a partner since they met six years ago when they agreed to have each other’s backs. They’re in a romantic relationship, they’re both preparing to ask the other one to spend forever with them and by the end of the seventh week into their relationship, together they will plan their most important and greatest adventure for their future.

Chapter 16 - As Buck and Eddie begin to prepare for their marriage ceremony that will take place in Rome, Italy in December 2023, they start planning their first international adventure as a romantic couple. Even though Chris is still the only person they’ve told about their relationship, several people who know them have already witnessed the love they share and as the days continue, others will witness it too.

Chapter 17 - As Buck and Eddie get closer to departing Los Angeles for their international adventure, a moment in time will remind them; life is fragile, tomorrow isn’t promised and every second of everyday should be cherished because everything can change in an instant. The result of that realization will cause them to hold onto each other even more.

Chapter 18 - As Buck, Eddie and Chris prepare for family gatherings before and during the Thanksgiving holiday, the “Santa Ana Winds” start to blow and all sorts of expected and unexpected familial drama ensues.

Chapter 19 - Will be posted soon.

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imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl · 2 years

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All Of Me {Part 04 of 13}

Pairing: Robby Keene X Reader

Chapter word count: 1.9 K

Summary: Being the new girl in the Valley wasn't as bad as you expected, and you were finding your place when the dynamite you were living into exploded. You were kicked out of your house by your stepfather with nothing but a backpack with a few pieces of clothing. There was nowhere to go, and you were preparing yourself to spend the night in the streets when a guy finds you. After being invited to crash at his place, you didn't know the war you were walking into. A war you became determined to end.

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{Cobra Kai Masterlist}

Rivalry

That week was torture for both you and Robby. The special program he's in keeps up with the All Valley High School calendar, which means you're both on exam week. But since the topics of the subjects aren't the same, you can't study together. So the evenings are filled with silence as you just sit on the couch or the kitchen table to study.

On Friday there's an insane Biology exam, so on Thursday, the guys wanted to meet up to study since it's the one class everyone is together. So it was decided it would be after school, and here's where you are now, in the backseat of Sam's car, listening as Hawk and Demetri argue about some game.

When the car stops, you hop off immediately, giving the boys an annoyed look. The place looks odd from the outside, Japanese style. There are some other cars parked here, old cars. Following them inside, you can't help but look around. Then, when you cross what seems like a tiny room with paper walls, your mouth falls open.

“(Y/N), this is the Miyagi-Do,” Sam says as they all move aside so you can see better. The place is amazing, like a Japanese garden in the middle of LA. There are even a pond, and trees, and...

“Miyagi-Do? The dojo?” You ask, turning to look at her.

“Yes. Why?”

“Oh...” You haven't told them yet, but now it seems like the right time. “Can we sit?”

“Sure.” As Sam speaks, Demetri drops down on the wooden deck, with a dramatic sigh.

“Thank God we have some sunlight today. Yesterday was so cold.” He complains as the rest of them sit down in a badly shaped circle.

“Guys, I'm new here, you know that. So I'm only fairly aware of the bad blood between the dojos.” You start, taking the book and notebooks out of your backpack just to have something to keep your hands occupied. “And to make it clear, it's not a problem at all that I'm here. But you should know that around three weeks ago my mother's new husband kicked me out of the house because... Well, because he's a cheater asshole that wanted to control my mother and me. It was pouring and I had nowhere to go so I was on the street when Robby found me.”

“Robby?” Hawk asks, perplexed. “Robby ' the jerk' Keene?”

“Yes.” You decide to ignore Hawk's nickname for Robby. “He took me to Cobra Kai dojo. He's living there and... I've been crashing there ever since.”

“What?” Miguel speaks up, shaking his head. “You can't stay there.”

“Kreese and Silver are crazy. And evil.” Demetri adds.

“Why didn't you come to my place? I could sneak you in, you'd have a place to stay... For a while.” Hawk says, and you look at him.

“We knew each other for just a little time, I didn't feel like I could. But it is what it is now. I'm living there and I'll stay there until-” The sliding door opens suddenly, and you look up to find two men coming through it. One with dark hair and a social white shirt, and the other one, blond, with some rock band tattered T-Shirt.

“Hello. I didn't know we'd have the guys come over.” The one with the social shirt says. “And we have a new face.”

“Dad, this is (Y/N). (Y/N), this is my dad, Daniel.” Sam says, and you get up to shake his hand. “And this is Johnny Lawrence, Sensei of the Eagle Fang dojo and... Robby's father.”

That makes you raise your eyebrows, shaking his hand as well. “Robby told me about you. Well, a little.”

“You know Robby?”

“Dad, (Y/N) is...” She gives you a look, and you know she's asking how much she can say about what you just told her. You nod. “She was kicked out of her house and now she's living at the Cobra Kai dojo. Robby found her.”

“Oh.” It's all Mr. LaRusso says, a surprised expression on his face.

“Wait. What does it have to do with Robby?” Mr. Lawrence asks, and he sounds a bit angry.

“Robby found her, Sensei. And took her to the dojo.” Is Miguel who answers, nodding slightly.

“(Y/N), you have to be careful around Kreese and Silver. They're very dangerous people.” Mr. LaRusso says with a hand gesture meant to calm everyone down. “Perhaps you shouldn't be staying there. You're welcome to stay with us until you can go back home.” He looks at Sam, who nods.

“No. Thank you, Mr. LaRusso, but I'm not going home. It's a long story but I'm better off on my own. And I'm fine at Cobra Kai, really.”

“Kreese and Silver won't like to know you hang around with us,” Miguel states, shrugging. “As Mr. LaRusso said, they're dangerous.”

“They know.” You tell them, crossing your arms and looking down for a moment. “They know and I'll say the same things I told them. Rivalry is good, it's only normal because of the Tournament and everything, but that's for the competition. I don't understand why or how it became something so personal, but honestly, I won't fall into that rabbit hole. I'm living at the Cobra Kai dojo, I may even join them eventually, but that doesn't mean I'll start hating you guys. And I really don't want you to hate me just because I may be taking karate classes at some other dojo.” You pause to take a deep breath, unsure of what to say next.

“That's really-”

Mr. LaRusso starts, but Johnny cuts him short. “I don't care, we'll beat their asses in the Tournament this Summer.” He says, gesturing at the kids. “We all will. Tell Kreese we'll be ready for a revanche and Silver won't be able to bribe anyone this time.”

Raising your eyebrows, you nod. “I'll tell them.”

“Hell yeah!” Hawk says, pushing himself up with a jump. He comes to stand before you, smiling. “And you go tell Robby that if we don't compete in the Tournament, I'll meet him anywhere, anytime, and I'll kick his ass all over again!” He yells, screaming something that sounds like some kind of battle cry of his.

You gasp, licking your lips and grabbing the back of his coat when he steps away to yell something at Demetri. “Listen up, birdie.” You say, giving him a mean smile. “You yell at my face again, I'll kick you where it hurts.” Giving his shoulder a friendly pat, you turn to look at Sam's father. “I understand if you don't want me here Mr. LaRusso, because I'm sure none of your students would be welcome at Cobra Kai. So I'll leave if you want me to.”

He shakes his head, pinching his eyebrows together. “Absolutely not. You're very welcome here, to study, to hang out, or for a karate lesson. And tell Robby he's welcome as well.”

That makes you smile, nodding slightly. “Thank you. That's really kind.” When Lawrence steps forward, you look at him. “...You want me to tell Robby something?”

“No. No, I'm good.” He says, and then, both men leave you and the others to study.

It's dark when Sam starts to drop everyone home. You're at Cobra Kai's street when you see Robby walking home, so you ask her to drop you there. It's raining, and he has the umbrella open. You run over to him, and he shares the umbrella with a smile. You go inside through the front door, rubbing your arms to chase away the cold.

“How was your test?”

“Good. I think I got at least a B.” He answers as you cross the tatami. “How was studying?”

“I had to physically shut Hawk up, but other than that it was fine.” You stop by the fridge to get a soda, as Robby mutters something you can't hear and goes further inside. “What?”

“Come here for a second.” He says, but that sounds nothing like what he had said before.

“Something wrong?” Leaving the open soda can on the countertop, you make your way to the bedroom. And when you get there, you immediately get what's... Wrong. “Oh...” The single bed is gone and replaced with a double bed, neatly made and set in the middle of the room. There's also a brand new wardrobe, a bigger one.

“Since you fought like a married couple over a bed, I decided to give you one where you could sleep like one. TS.” He reads and passes over the card. “At least we know he has a sense of humor.”

What can you say? This is a situation you never, ever thought you'd ever find yourself in. ...But then again, things could be a lot worse. So you sigh, giving him back the card. “I want the left side.” You simply say, climbing on the bed to claim your choice.

“No. No way.” He complains and soon comes to the bed as well. “Left is mine, I was here first.” Without saying anything, Robby grabs your waist, lifting you slightly and throwing you on the other side of the bed.

“But I spoke first!” Raising your voice a little, you pretend to be mad, holding his arm and pushing yourself over him at the same time you pull him to the right side of the bed.

“That's not how it works.” He snaps back, and that's how it begins.

At first, it was just one trying to push the other off the left side, but soon enough, you're not sure what you're doing anymore. You're just fighting, playing, throwing each other around, rolling over until the sheets are a total mess. When you finally stop, still a laughing mess, Robby has his upper body on top of you, a hand on your ribs, where he was tickling you.

“I need a break, seriously.” You say, laughing again. “I need to breath.”

“We still haven't agreed on who takes which side.” Now that the adrenaline levels are lowering, you feel how bad your face is burning... Because his face is only five inches away from yours. And he doesn't move away. You were half expecting him to move away the moment he noticed the proximity. But he didn't.

“Well... I'm not giving up.”

“Me neither.” He says in a much lower voice. And you feel it, you feel it coming when he starts to come even closer, his hand moving from your ribs to your face, cupping it gently.

“HEY!” The sudden yells make you flinch, closing your eyes and thigh in frustration. “ROBBY BOY!”

“Damn it,” Robby mutters, sitting up. “It's Kyler. I forgot I said I'd go with him and the guys to some stupid party.”

“Go. Have some fun, you deserve it after that exam.”

“Don't you wanna come?” He offers, and you sit up as well, looking at him.

“No, I don't even know them. And I have to study anyways. So why don't you go and have fun for both of us.”

He nods, and so do you. And for a while, you both just sit there, staring at each other. “I'll be back at eleven.” He finally breaks the silence. “And I'll be making you some questions to make sure you did study.” With that, Robby leans closer and places a kiss on your cheek.

You don't even have time to process it, because he gets up, and then he's gone. But you can't keep the silly smile from your lips.

And of course, you couldn't focus that much on studying that night.

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r-ene · 2 years

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how i've been surviving my second semester

not really big on tips with academics, more of staying and feeling alive on 12-hours class days

ive been mentioning in some of my posts that i have 11 to 12 hours class schedules this semester, and those days (wednesday and thursdays) are probably the most difficult days to squeeze in study time after class... especially wednesday since for thursday there's 4 major subjects to study for. and since the semester is ending, i'd like to share the things i've been doing because surprisingly i haven't felt any signs of burn out since this second semester.

note: i have a pretty lax schedule aside from wednesdays and thursdays this sem so most likely i won't be able to abide by these the following semester once our hybrid classes start + different schedule

1. workout first thing in the morning

started this one with just planks before and it helped me a lot with back pains due to sitting the whole day since after my last class at 7:30 pm, I would still continue to study after eating dinner, feeding Luna and so on. and recently i've been doing a 15-minute work out of 2-3 sets depending how much time i have before class starts and = instant energy boost. i noticed i didn't need to nap as much as i used to, but once i get to nap, i would feel all my tiredness from the day

2. sleep early on other days (M, T, F, St, Sn)

honestly still working on this because i like to do a lot of stuff within a day because i like getting things done as soon as possible and in advance for more leisure time + more time to do extra readings/notes and etc but this one is a necessity to lessen the probability of getting burnt out

3. supplements + caffeine

bee pollen supplement, vitamin c and collagen are the ones i take daily. aside from energy boost, as someone who hates being sick and doesn't like taking meds, i should keep myself healthy. i think caffeine, coffee speaks for itself for a 12 hr class haha

4. wednesday no-sleep

as much as possible i dont like doing this because not only is it a bad practice but since my wednesday schedule is 7:30am to 7:30pm and i have 4 major subjects on thursday, i need to sacrifice sleep to read through and study for those subjects especially during pre-exam week and exam weeks.

5. study buddies~ (+fun break times)

my group of friends from senior year has been a big help with this, we go on discord almost everyday and even though we are all from different majors (respiratory therapy, physical therapy, nursing, medical technology, architecture, marketing) we like hanging out on dc to study together for accountability and additional fun for studying :) we also have break schedules like wordle time at 12 mn where we all drop what we're doing (unless its very important) and go on wordle.

6. n a p s

this speaks for itself + i mentioned lots of times i love naps, sleeping in general since i was a kid. please make sure you take naps whenever you can, even a quick 15- to 20-minute nap could be an instant energy charger + it's also a break for our brain, to enhance memory and performance.

7. time management/prioritize

hmm another thing i'm still really working on, but since my gap year i like making to-do lists the night before and now i would make a list of things i need to do and highlight them in different colors for those i need to accomplish within the week and on another sheet of paper i would write down 3-5 tasks to get done within the day. +

8. not skipping meals

i used to not like eating breakfast but i've been practicing to do so recently because it's a necessity and since i worked out, i need to recharge or else i would fall asleep during morning class and even just a simple oatmeal is a big help with concentration (+ to avoid diabetes since both of our parent's family have a big history with diabetes mellitus, type 2) and i think there's a lot of people the same as me that when i really focus on something there's that tendency to put aside meals and eat once i get done and it's not a healthy thing to do especially since working/studying requires a lot of brain energy + energy in general, which we get from eating meals on time to avoid additional stressors such as stomach pain or headache from skipping/missing meal time. that being said, let's also eat healthily

9. cold shower before class

i swear i can never focus if i don't shower with cold water in the morning, especially with these kinds of schedule. it really wakes me up and theres a lot of benefits to showering with cold water (+ i live in a tropical country, it helps lessen me being irritable with the heat especially this summer time, specifically from 9-12nn, then i would shower again before lunch time gets done because it's also really hot at 1 to 4pm)

10. stretching

12 hours of class sounds bad but continuously sitting down for 12+ hours with pre-class and post-class study sessions is BAD. i can't begin to imagine how painful my neck, back and glutes would be if i don't move around every after 2 hours or whenever i can. im actually requesting to my mom if we could have a bar height table when we move so i could study/attend class with the option to just stand whenever i want to.

11. don't forget to wind down

personally i love going on a bike ride and walk around our village with the intention to just breathe in some air and do some sight-seeing, relax to wind down. sometimes i would do those to work out or do other exercises to sweat out the day's stress. other than those, sleep, read, watch, browse through my coloring books and do some coloring are other ways i like to wind down. another important note to not go to bed with a headache and/or get burnt out easily.

12. last but not the least, HYDRATE

water, water, water. sometimes i infuse my water with cucumber or lemon but usually it's just ice cold water in my 750mL flask and i would drink every now and then, especially when i can't focus/feel sleepy and refill at lunch, mid-afternoon and dinner. i also like drinking cold water as soon as i wake up and it's just really a necessity.

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beingdreeyore · 10 months

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Reflecting today on how much has changed...

Today has been tough. It feels like a rough day, one of the lowest days, like tears would be acceptable and necessary, but at the same time it looks so different to how these days used to look.

I woke exhausted but also relieved that it was one of my three 'work from home' days left for the year. One or two nights a week the pain in my spine is so bad that I spend the night tossing and turning, endlessly searching for some magical (and fictional) position that will ease it all so I can drift off to sleep. Midnight passes in a flash. 3am becomes 4am. The traffic starts outside. Then it's 5am. Suddenly the song that plays at sunrise on my speakers is gently floating through my tiny apartment and it's time to get up, regardless of how sleepless the night was.

Thursdays I do a walk though. Not the longest walk, but a decent walk before the day starts. Otherwise I might spend the entire day in the safety of the apartment and never hit a single heartbeat over 100 in a minute. It's tempting to be that person. I struggled the whole way with lumbar discomfort and a heaviness in my legs but reassured by the physio yesterday that what is happening is not doing damage, it's rebuilding.

Once home, I did a practice multiple choice exam. I passed but it wasn't the mark that I'd set in my mind. I know on exam day I have to factor in what will likely be a sleepless night the night before and also performance anxiety. It wasn't high enough to make me feel safe if both those things occur, but I still passed. Two months ago I failed in the most spectacular fashion and I thought I'd never get to this stage - I'm passing each and every practice run. It was a sleepless night and I want to sit down and sob, and yet I was still able to pass.

There's a bottle of wine in the fridge and as the urge to cry hit me at regular intervals, I thought about it. But I went back to my questions and my emails. Finalised my reports. Attempted some dancing on my lunch break. The alcohol is still unopened. Would it have been three months ago?

Dancing was a mess. It's only one move that's breaking me but the whole routine relies on it. It occurs in the first 15 seconds and then at regular intervals afterwards. After 35 minutes of not making it past the 16th second, I gave up. It beat me today. I wanted to cry again, but didn't. I wanted to binge eat, but didn't. I stuck to my nutrition plan. I made an appointment with the clinical psychologist I haven't seen in six months, just in case these symptoms linger. And all the while I wanted to cry, but I didn't. I didn't drink or eat or give up. The sadness comes too but the work still gets done.

The thing about this atypical depression is that it kicks my butt. It kicks my butt, it makes me fat, it takes my sleep, and it slows me down to a stage where I come home from work each day exhausted. But where the wins are though is that when I reflected on my goals for the month and my goals from last month, I'd met them all. Well, all except the weight loss.

The reduced drinking. The sticking to the nutrition plan. The exercise as dictated by the physio. The daily study. The meal prep. All those things I told myself I had to do to get through this, I did them. It didn't look like that the last time I was in this place. The last time it looked very much like I was drowning. I can usually manage a few on certain days, but I don't do all on every day. It hasn't been easy. It's been checklists and reminders and a lot of positive self-talk, as well as self tough love. There's also been inner negotiation and bargaining but it's paid off. Regardless of how low I feel the work is still getting done. How many times did I put these exams off because the lows were too much?

So today is a day of reflecting. It's not perfect. I still slip up. I have so much more work to do. But little things today like hearing my inner voice tell me that I'm not unloveable hit home. Has that inner voice ever told me that? I've told myself on repeat so many times that I'm not asking for too much when I ask for the bare minimum that I suddenly seem to believe it. It feels real and no longer contrived. I know what I want and it's more than being offered. It feels rude and ridiculous that men expect me to settle for far less knowing what they will get in return. When did I start believing that?

So there has been reflection. Its a win on a day like today and I'm taking it as such. I know it won't be perfect and I don't expect that of myself. But I have my checklists and my reminders and I know I will get through this too. Though I only see it when I look back, it's clear now that each time I get a little stronger and I get a little closer to beating this for good. Today I am grateful for finally having that realisation and for learning to love myself enough to be able to even get to this place.

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babytowntm · 1 year

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Life update ! I saved enough money!!!

After a bit of a slow drag these last few weeks, I finally have stuff to post here again.

Corona has been spreading like a wildfire again through my social circle. My boss, my boyfriend, my family even my friends all got it at one point. I still haven't caught it so I'm hoping it'll stay as far away from me as possible.

My boyfriend, despite his sickness, is currently working on the last part of his exam season. Uni has been especially tough on him and ever since enrolling he's been struggling ever since. He's studying computer science I suppose it's called and as such you have to be able to use a lot of mathematics. He always succeeded at math but unfortunately no one really prepares you for how much harder Uni-Math will be. He only has two courses about mathematics and he's been struggling hard. It's heartbreaking to watch because he's been trying so hard to improve but it barely shows or even works out.

These are the only two courses he's failing in and right now he's in his 4th semester. The courses he's still struggling with are from the first semester. He promised himself he'd try these courses one last time this month and if he fails again, he'll look for another way to work in the IT Industry. I don't know what to feel. On one hand I really want him to succeed because he's been working so hard and I wish for him to continue his dream, but on the other hand he's been working on these courses for a year and a half now and still hasn't succeeded. Maybe he should try something else.

It's a bit conflicting. Aside from that though, work for me has been fine. Mostly. My boss is very nice and understanding but ultimately very scatter brained most of the time. She forgets a lot of stuff, stuff she hasn't told me about, and then we're both lost on what to do. She tries her best though and I appreciate it a lot.

but on the most important of important notes... I DID IT!!!!! I finally saved enough money to start my driver's license. I already signed up for it and cannot wait for my first lesson to start. Unfortunately the driving instructor still hasn't replied. I'm giving him until tomorrow. The only days you can talk to the people in charge is during tuesdays and thursdays and I've already waited a week. Thursday is the day I'll visit his office.

#driving #driverslicense #saving #boyfriend #life #blogentry #diaryentry #digitaldiary #diary #writing

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paleangels13 · 2 years

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Ah yeah already off to a good start with this morning... Shoutout to my "friend" and a fuck you from the bottom of my heart <3

Now...does anyone have any tips on how I can get myself motivated to study?

My exams are at the end of next month (/beginning of August) and I'm super scared to fuck up again and ruin my summer... But also I haven't been able to find motivation for like 3 or 4 weeks now and just feel tired all the time... I know I need to use the time I have rn to study but fuck 😭 (fyi I'm currently having holidays but they are almost over and I've barely done anything... They started on Monday and will end Friday soo... Yeah, it's Thursday today...)

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hi-iamaj · 1 month

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I just had a breakdown over trying to download dataset for my financial economics assignment. I can conclude that even though I've been in university for almost 3 years now, I still get mind blown by the amount of stuff I need to do.

I got macroeconomics assignment that is due in 3 days and the lecturer still hasn't tell us how to do the assignment. We need to make analysis and also power point and record a presentation in less than 3 days. I have financial economics assignment due Thursday (it's Sunday night already) and I already spend 2 hours stressing because I cannot download data that is needed. I also have financial economics exam next week which I'm not happy about. I need to draw a comic book for my creative thinking class and it needs to be done by next Sunday. Got calculus II exam on Friday and I haven't even started studying for it yet. Thank god my accounting class is already finished with exams and assignment last week

#university #uni life #hi.rambles #im dying #my class are from 8 am to 4 pm #then followed by my job from 6 pm to 10 pm #my schedule is packed already #the only consolation is that after 2 weeks there will be no exam and assignment anymore #only lectures and tutorial classes #and in 6 weeks i will begin finals and then its sem break #god i cant wait for sem break

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girltomboy · 3 months

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So the decision my bf ended up making was to give up on this semester, study for the next one and get a job in his hometown, save up money to pay his uni debts AND move to the big city next year to finish the rest of his exams. Which is a faulty plan, but at least he didn't fully drop out (a decision for which he gave credit to his friend, who told him not to drop out once, not me or his parents, who have been saying this since forever, but NEVERTHELESS-)

He came over on Thursday to leave some documents at uni, and we spent the weekend together. Our only friend here didn't want to hang out (in reality he was working and we were too lazy to go visit him at work on the other side of the city, but his hostile tone didn't give us many signs of our presence being actually wanted) 🥲 so we ended up going to the house of an old dorm neighbor of my boyfriend's, met his gf and spent an evening there while he ranted about religion. I'm gonna be honest, it was a bit of a shock to me to discover that such people really exist. I mean generally I'm good at wrapping my head around all the different kinds of people who exist in the world, right. I like to believe I'm pretty good at perceiving diverse ideas, personalities, tastes, experiences, etc. outside of my bubble. Right.

Now I don't know what it was, but hearing this guy talk about god and religion in a highly conservative way I haven't even heard my PARENTS talk really shook and scared me a bit. Like he was ranting about immigrants and gays worse than any elderly religious person I've met, and we're talking about a guy who's barely entered his early 20s. Talking about "we have to keep our country clean" when our country has historically never been "clean" in the way he means it, like ever. He proudly told us the story of how he moved out of the dorm because he got paired with a Baptist roommate (a BLACK man too!). Well, according to him it wasn't really the sole reason, but a pretty decisive factor, probably. Anyway, he had a male way of dominating conversations, so fortunately I didn't have to say much (neither did his girlfriend, but he made her wash the dishes, sooo 🤡). But he did put my boyfriend in the spotlight because he mentioned having visited some monasteries with his parents last week. And he casually said it felt pleasant to just be there with his parents, so his friend got activated and started telling him he should do it more often, pray, believe, start reading prayer booklets, etc. He went on all sorts of tangents about how god works in mysterious ways, and suffering is the blessed path. Later on two other dudes showed up (apparently my bf knew them from the dorm too) and they were pretty much as pious as their buddy. So when they arrived, the Christian guy started over and once again centered my boyfriend's beliefs in his rant, and even spoke with his MOM over the phone about how she should take him to church more often, MAKE him pray, MAKE him read prayers, etc. And my boyfriend did not seem to mind, maybe because he was the center of attention during the entire discussion, maybe because they made him explore a topic to which he hadn't given much thought before (although he does describe himself as an atheist, he admitted he felt some sort of inner peace during the monastery visits, which... I kind of understand, but to jump from that simple comment to - YOU HAVE TO GO TO CHURCH NOW, THE LORD IS TRYING TO GET A HOLD OF YOU AND YOU HAVE TO RESPOND TO HIS CALL is a bit 🙄), but EYE was pissed off not just on my own cause my religious trauma was getting activated, but also on his behalf because it seemed to me like they had all cornered him and were pushing him into this whole thing without taking into account his opinion, his wishes, his beliefs AT ALL. And mind you, he was preaching all this stuff while rolling a joint, so if you ask ME, sincerity might not be his strongest suit.

After the religious conversation died down, he started telling an interminable story about some kind of journey he and his girlfriend had (ironically, his girlfriend is also an immigrant, but he probably doesn't consider her as such because of geopolitical reasons 🤡 that's just another slice of his fascism cake). His girlfriend uttered 3 sentences at most, while he bragged about how he organized so many people of so many backgrounds, races, and ethnicities that were traveling with them and became their leader basically. I understood nothing of his story (as much of a chatterbox he is, he sucks at it) but at least we got stoned and my bf suggested we go home after a while. And we had enough time to catch the night bus. On the way home I tried to rant about the religious fella, but we were both too cold and tired, and my boyfriend seemed set not necessarily on defending him, but on finding excuses for him. I guess I get it because they were dorm buddies, and my bf said he didn't use to be so god-crazy before, maybe I got triggered because of my religious past. His talking points were one of the main things that drove me away from organized religions in general. I feel like I shed all traces of respect and inclination towards organized religions, but I kept at least a little bit of spirituality that has nothing to do with them. However, this guy seemed like the polar opposite: all religion but no spirituality, no empathy whatsoever. I mean he wasn't terrible, he was a good host and seemed friendly, affectionate with his gf, generous, overall warm. Until he started talking, that is. 🤪

#that was a nuts experience tbh i was so relieved to hear my bf say 'should we go?' i almost got weak in the knees #also i got so stoned for the first time in like 2 weeks #and the guy just wouldn't stop talking fr i was fighting for my life in that cramped up kitchen #and i felt bad for his girl. there was too much masculine energy in that one kitchen like she and i barely got to exchange a few words #and the 2 guys that arrived later were kind of douche bags like one of them did not even introduce himself to me #just walked over to shake my boyfriend's hand #and then later when we said we were leaving (they were not even in the kitchen anymore btw i think they'd gone in the living room)#i heard one of them say duuuuude just stay a bit longer we just smoked like the fuuuck haha #like we hadn't even planned on STAYING at all and we'd already been there for hours before they came #plus we hadn't eaten anything since breakfast and it was almost midnight so there was only the night bus left #idk if my bf heard him or thought anything of that comment but it kinda pissed me off bc who are you? WHO are you literally #but i stayed silent cause we don't need to explain ourselves to anybody and it was so sexy of us to leave early like bye 🛹😎✌

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meg2md · 3 months

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I've spent WAY too much money in the past couple days. Partly because I need to (bachelorette party plane tix & fee for whatever else) but also because I'm trying to get some fricken SEROTONIN after someone failed to hotwire my car and ended up just totally butchering it instead :')

Picture this: you took your 6 hr in-training exam on Thursday followed by a quick 3 hr nap then back to work for an overnight. Friday morning you go to bed, wake up in the afternoon to pamper yourself and get your hair done, and then back to bed. But you're in your Self Care Era!! You've lit lavender candles, made your sleepy girl mocktail, and cuddled under your new heated blanket that you bought with gift cards gifted to you by one of the private OB/GYN groups at your hospital that you work with. Saturday morning comes. It's, as usual, fucking cold. It feels like 5 degrees but is probably more like 11. It's 0553 in the morning and you're gonna drive to the hospital to start your 6 AM call shift (it takes you exactly 5 minutes to get parked and then 1-2 to get to sign out). You put your key in the engine.... but wait. It feels weird. What? Is this your car? Yep, definitely. You try to turn a light on but it doesn't work, so you turn on your phone camera and see

whatever the fuck this is.

Anyway getting a rental car was confounded by the fact that I lost my license a month ago and haven't had time to replace it (70-80 hr work weeks, hello???? but also I'm lazy). Finally picked it up today, three days later. I'm just.... PISSED. Thank god I'm on an outpatient rotation, because if I were on gyne onc right now there is no way in hell I'd have enough time to get anything done or take any time off.

Anyway so yeah, spending money. I'm not huge into the whole medfluencer thing but there's this one girlie I found on YouTube about a week ago that I LOVE who is a 4th yr gen surg resident. She's inspired me to not only study my field a little even though FLS and ITE are over, but to get some home goods like a little table so I can work in my bed (using rn), a cheap(ish) espresso machine, eat healthier, etc.

Also I just spilled my sleepy girl mocktail on my laptop so I'm gonna turn it off now

anyway my life is a mess but I'm trying my hardest to girlboss as best i can with a negative attitude (thnx depression) and a completely busted car

#medblr #premed #medical school #residency #gradblr #studyblr

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r-ene · 2 years

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Life post midterm exams: daily walks with Luna and Rene entering her true crime era + study planning at 10%

been weird not having to study after Thursday since this week would only be more of attending a two-day international conference.

messaged our professor for pulmonary pathology the other day regarding the topics for discussion this prefinals and maybe I'll start studying in advance today if I don't have much to do after fetching my brothers from school.

I'm actually really interested in action and crime films but I haven't gotten into reading and listening to podcasts and I think in comparison to what I am used to watching and what I've been listening to with rottenmangoes, I haven't really gotten into the depths of true crime, really. And so far, aside from rage and confusion, curiosity and feeling disturbed, I feel sad for some of the criminals.

The book I'm reading at the moment is entitled The Secrets of the FBI by Ronald Kessler.

also, happy international respiratory care week !! 🫁🤍

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bittersweettweet · 41 years

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I haven't looked at my diary or written in it for such a long time. Last Monday, I had a sore throat, and the doctor said I needed two days of rest. When I woke up the next day and rubbed my face like I always do, my lips felt funny and really big. It was weird! So, I went to the bathroom to check it out in the mirror. But guess what? Not only were my lips swollen, but my left eye was super puffy too! I looked like a scary monster!

I ran across the street and rang Sherry's doorbell to tell her I couldn't go to school. The doctor said it was an allergic reaction, and I had to be careful about what I eat. I was supposed to go back to school on Thursday, but I changed the date on the doctor's note so I could miss my exams.

My mom was okay with it. They never give me a hard time about school, except for a few times. It's like they trust that I'll do well! But the truth is, I barely ever study. I go to school half an hour early just to do my homework, and sometimes I copy it from other kids. But somehow, I still do okay on my exams. I think it's because I pay attention in class. I sit in the front row because the mischievous kids always sit in the back, and it's hard to focus back there. The classes are so crowded too. Sometimes, our benches meant for three kids have to fit four. It's really hard to move around. At any rate, my teachers love me. They're always telling my parents how what a good kid I am ;)

There was this one time when the teacher moved me to the back of the class, and my grades started dropping really fast. I told the teacher that I couldn't see. And guess what? It was actually true! Ever since my eye test in 6th grade, I found out I'm super nearsighted and have a lazy eye. I was kind of excited to get glasses because I thought they would be cool. I wore them for a couple of days, but then I got tired of them and stopped wearing them altogether.

Yesterday, my cousin Tara, who we call cousin even though she's actually my dad's cousin's daughter, came over. She taught me how to knit the back part of the sweater I'm making. All my friends think my mom knitted it, but I swear I did it all by myself. Now I'm working on the front part.

Today, Shabnam was taking a shower, and suddenly the water turned cold. It turns out Behrooz went to take a shower too without telling us! Poor Shabnam, she got stuck with the cold water. I felt bad for her, and I was really mad at Behrooz for doing that. We need to tell each other when we're going to take a shower so the water doesn't get cold.

Oh yeah, I have a test tomorrow. I'll write more in my diary if anything interesting happens.

11/30/1982

#true story #diary #journal

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