we watched kaiki k at acc today and it was great, adam is getting exposed by the lacasse gang, i’m an honorary member of the pyro gang, band happened and i’m hella tired and my self-esteem plunged (dem alto runs tho), and andy is essentially that middle-aged mom who whips out her phone to spill that tea
Tag: mysteric’s musings
yeah idk what i’m doing at this point
just realized that gary’s french name is régis chen wtf. he sounds like that effortlessly cool asian kid everyone loves and that all the girls want to date and then you hear his english name and he just sounds like another obnoxious fboy
me: sleep is for the week
also me: needs at least 7 hours of sleep to function at all
me: …
in conclusion, i am weak as hell

that and hiding from my problems
Chenle: I have an idea.
Jisung: A good one?
Chenle: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
me with my friends
blood was shed, and our sanity lost (if it ever existed in the first place), but we’re all alive, so all’s well
so today i learnt that at my sister’s language school, she sat beside this boy. and while there’s nothing wrong with that, said boy decides to hit her head for no apparent reason. so naturally my sister grabbed his wrists as self-defense to prevent getting hit on the head again since we all love getting hit on the head right?
anyways, you probably are wondering what the heck the teacher was doing and why wasn’t she caring at all?
well, she did care.
she screamed at my sister.
for f***ing self-defense.
if this isn’t sexism at its finest, i don’t know what is (okay, maybe the boy had connections to that teacher if she can be called that since teachers are supposed to be people kids look up to right? but still.)
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and that concludes mysteric’s little rant of the day.
really random (and late) but when i first saw lucas’ thor costume my first thought was that he looked like sailor moon for some reason
we were getting assigned seating in math and this kid just goes “Sir, can I please not sit with myself? I don’t like myself that much,” and honestly, mood.



