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A Solivagant on the Inselberg
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Hallie
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Jun 14, 2021 03:56AM
P has a question I have the answer to, but I'm a petty bitch who hates her, so I don't give it to her.
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I was doing so bad last night that I ignored D when she texted asking for help with uni. Also, ignored the two calls she made to me even though I had been up the entire time. I replied this morning and she asked if I was okay and if anything had happened. I had to lie.Although now that I started helping her, I cannot stop being amused. Clearly, she has been sleeping through our Journalism classes because that paper is literally about research, and she does not seem to know the basics of research despite being at the end of the semester and almost completing a whole fucking dissertation.
When the Pandemic Hits Closer
Also, my uncle, aunt, and cousin have COVID. Aunt is diabetic, had to get two of her toes amputated, and undergoes dialysis twice a week, so my mum's scared for her. Uncle did get both his shots, but he still got it. Apparently Aunt had to get her second shot the day they got their results back. As for my cousin, it was her birthday yesterday, so my mum called to wish her, and she was the one who told her that they're all sick. They didn't know the results then, but when Mum called today to check-in, turns out they had it. My cousin has an elder brother overseas (he was supposed to come back in a few months or something to sort his visa), and his wife lives somewhere else (I do not know names of places in that town, nor do I understand what's what), so those two are safe.
My mum spent the rest of the day until Dad returned to speculate what his reaction would be. At one point, she said, "They're siblings like the two of you. Hallie would definitely screw the shit out of you if you got it." Firstly, Mum, I'd be too busy laughing at my brother if we lived in different countries and he got sick. No time to screw him. Secondly, my brother and I legit heard Dad look at a missed call from our uncle, 'Oh, this guy! Ugh' so I don't know. Although my brother and my cousin are the same age and always bickering when they're around each other, so my brother's kind of weirded out by the news. Weirded out? Is that a word? Sorry, I'm running on 4 hours of sleep, no coffee, and just wrote 90% of a research proposal.
My mum's upset that someone this close in our extended family got it. There were some relatives who did get it (and a small number of deaths, too), but I never knew if their existence. Still have no idea who they are exactly; just that they are related to me and they got COVID.
On the other hand, I've had quite a number of classmates get it during the second wave. Even H got it, and she literally does not step out of her room. Also, I was in primary contact twice within less than 24 hours before they tested positive, and that scared the hell out of my mum.
Ugh, remember how our (or least mine) parents' youth did not get sabotaged by a pandemic? That must have been fun! Minus the kids they had.
"I like research but I don't like the researches that we need to do for uni."Huh? You were allowed to choose literally anything that you're interested in.
The criss-cross wire thing on my braces broke at one of the ends, so I now the honour of getting stabbed inside my mouth and not being able to brush or eat. Fun :)Also, huge acne below my eye, so all of the hurt.
Uncle's Luck
Why do I have idiots for family?
This time, it was my extended family - we don't even live in the same country, bruh! I had two exams earlier, so on Sunday, I was quietly studying. While I was in the bath, someone (unknown number) called me on my phone twice, and the rest of my family, including my mum, assumed that it was a classmate calling to ask me doubts. Even otherwise, my family has never really been keen on picking calls meant for me, and only do it in rare occasions because they no longer know any of my people and they feel weird talking to them.
When they called the third time, my mum finally decided to pick up and explain to whoever is calling, but turns out it wasn't my classmate but her own brother. Why is my uncle calling me? I have no idea. I've literally never corresponded with him through my number and I haven't seen or spoken to him in two years now. I did hear my mum try to explain that she is trying to visit Grandma but COVID is a pain, but he was not listening at all. Just yelling. She did stop talking soon, though.
I got out of the bath and went back to studying, and while I was checking my phone for messages from my classmates, my mum rushed asking me who had called me and whether it was the same number as my uncle. Oh uncle called on my phone? Strange... Oh yup, it was him - twice. That's when he called again, and this time, when she answered, he started yelling, "Why can't you pick the phone? Do you think you're so great? Blah Blah." My mum tried to explain but he just would not listen and continued to scream. He cut the call again, so this time she called his wife from her ow phone and said that if her brother wanted to talk to her, call on that number because this one is mine.
A little while later, he called again. I was starting to get annoyed, so I picked up, and the conversation went like this:
Me: Hello?
Uncle: Hello.
Me: Hello
Uncle: Is this Hallie?
Me: Yes.
Uncle: I'm *insert him name*. Your uncle. Do you know?
Me: Yes, I know.
Uncle: Okay, Hallie, what class are you in?
Me: I'm in UG.
Uncle: What class are you in?
Me: I'm in UG.
Uncle: WHAT CLASS ARE YOU IN HALLIE?
Me *losing my patience*: I'M IN UG!!!
Uncle: Oh then you must be having more sense that your mum because you've studied more than her, right? I mean, you must be having some sense, right? More than your mother.
*cue what the absolute fuck?????*
Me: And what about you?
Uncle: I've studied more than you.
Me: Then why aren't you using any sense?
Uncle: What?
Me: WHY AREN'T YOU USING ANY SENSE?
Uncle: Why can't you call us back?
Me: Why should I? To listen to all of this?
Uncle: Why can't you call us back?
Me: Mum did.
Uncle: Not your mother, you. Why can't you call? Your grandmother is here.
Me: So? Why should I call? To listen to crap like this?
Then he cut the call. I called him back, and he didn't pick up. All this while, my mum kept begging me to not speak back, but I'm not afraid of him. I'm disgusted and annoyed. He called back once again. This time:
Me: Hello?
Uncle: Is this Hallie?
Me: Yes, uncle.
Uncle: I'm your uncle. *blah blah blah things I did not understand blah blah* No point getting angry. I'm your uncle.
Me: If you're my uncle, then behave like one.
Uncle: What?
Me: IF YOU'RE MY UNCLE, BEHAVE LIKE ONE.
Uncle: *blah blah things I did not understand*
Me: If you really are my uncle, behave like one. Right now, you're being more like a madman. (Took me forever to make this and I meant to say other stuff, but I only knew those in English, and I have absolutely no idea how that was to be translated to Welsh. I struggled during the entire conversation, to be honest, and kept mixing too much English, which may or may not have impacted his understanding of my statements.)
He cut the call, but called back a few times later. He wouldn't even call properly (would let it ring once and cut the call), and the one time I managed to pick it up, he was yelling at someone at home and he couldn't hear me. Finally, I blocked him. My so-called uncle - I blocked him. I only ever block the creeps, and now I have an uncle added in that list.
Other relatives began calling my mum asking what happened and why Uncle is being this crazy, and Mum was just laughing at how I straight-up called him a madman. His wife called her later, too, and apparently he told her that I said that I don't know him at all. Idiot - you're the only blood uncle I have on my mum's side of the family. Although, I do wish I didn't know you, though. I want to say that to his face.
Turns out he called all of my grandma's granddaughters. My grandma has five children: he is the only son, and my mum is her youngest daughter. They have three older sisters. All of them, including him, have one son and one daughter. He only called the girls. Creepy much? Also, why just the daughters and not the sons? Afraid the sons will bash him and the daughters will quietly listen to him? Why did he call me, whom he has never called before, instead of my dad, if he couldn't reach my mum as he claimed? His stars are lucky that he called me and I called him a madman and the next time I see him, he is going to receive a tight slap across the face along with a couple of swear words :)
"Oh then you must be having more sense that your mum because you've studied more than her, right? I mean, you must be having some sense, right? More than your mother."
Like who the fuck does he think he is to say that my mum has no sense when he himself has no common sense? He was literally talking like one of those weirdos with a perfectly smooth brain, and he talks about sense. Asshole -_-
I just attended a webinar on Python because I wanted to learn some basics, and while it was disappointing, they had a quiz at the end that determined whether you'd get the certificate and a scholarship for further mentoring. I got the scholarship xD I'm not even interested in it as a career. They keep talking about internships and job opportunities in computer science and data science fields, but I'm not even into the field. I just want to learn it out of interest and perhaps use it for data journalism or something.
Adulting is annoying -_-My uni wants to know whether or not we want placement support next academic year, and since I want to continue to pursue my Masters, I should be opting out. But everyone else is not opting out, and I'm freaking out internally because a lot of them are people who also told me they want to study further. I've filled out the form, but I'm too scared to send it because I'm afraid I'll regret it and be left jobless and homeless later if I don't go :'( If I do, then dealing with Masters will be a pain...
I scared myself into not opting out... I'm so pathetic...
The characters of Peaky Blinders casually smoking every three minutes is candidly such a mood.
I have to submit my dissertation tomorrow, and they expect not less than 35-40 pages. G and HR wrote 84 and 76 pages, respectively. I'm on fucking page 26...
*manages to get to 32*Now what do I do for the remaining 10 pages? :'(
Hallie wrote: "Alex!!!! Hey! How've you been?"i've been good!! wbu
Alex ~They/them~ ~Annabeth Chase and Alex Fierro are the best~ wrote: "Hallie wrote: "Alex!!!! Hey! How've you been?"i've been good!! wbu"
Yay awesome! I'm dying :')
I sent my professor my dissertation and he said "I'll get back." Prof, it's the date of submission...
They are shutting down one of the publications I was set to start interning at soon, so now I don't have that anymore :/
So hoorah, it's my dad's 60th birthday. Geez, he's old. I mean...
Also, my mum's going to Grandma's. Apparently she is talking weird stuff and can't recognize or remember people?
That's fun, 'cause I have exams till Mum's birthday next month, and i get to attend those while listening to my dad yell and rant every 10 milliseconds :/
To all those classmates who want to extend their help to me, please do so by killing me.
There's a lot that I need to talk about here and there's another load of work I need to get done, but I'm so exhausted today even though all I did the entire day was lay in bed.
I made the mistake of checking how much a camera costs. Ouch!
I could just get an iPhone at the same price :/
I didn't even get into the photography programme next semester. Perhaps I shouldn't count my eggs before they have been laid?
My mum calls me everyday from grandma's and every single day, without fail, she says, "Wait, you're exam is on... Thursday? What day is it today? Ugh, call me and let me know how it went as soon as you finish it, okay?"Like Mum, I'm in uni xD You can chill. I need to manage exams on my own anyway.
Hahaha my dad just said: "My job is a high risk job."I mean, it is when it comes to finance and stuff, but my dream job is um... *laughs awkwardly*
The Day in a Nutshell
First of all, why did I think Alex was the last person other than me who commented here? I swear I saw their profile picture every time...
Secondly, if I don't fail (and there is a very high chance I will), I have finished "studying" Irish forever! 14 years of it and I'm still at year 2 level, lol.
Thirdly, I want to make pasta, but I never get the time or the opportunity :/ Either there's too much other stuff that my dad made, or I have exams or some other work.
Fourthly, I called Mum on the way to the grocery store after the exam, and while we were talking, Grandma said she hasn't seen me. Mum was like, "You can only hear her, though. You can't see her on this." She then handed Grandma the phone to talk to me. I struggled... She asked if my exam was over for the day and I replied yes. She asked if I had lunch and I said nope, I've got to go back home and eat. But when I tried asking her of she had lunch, she couldn't understand thanks to my my poor language skills. I even tried rephrasing it, and I still cannot - for the love of books - speak Welsh to save my life!
Hallie wrote: "Deepthi! Heyyy!"How're youuuuuu? :333
I missed you!!!! *glomps and hugs you real tight*
I'm meh... How about you????I've missed you too! *bear hugs*
Hallie wrote: "When the Pandemic Hits CloserAlso, my uncle, aunt, and cousin have COVID. Aunt is diabetic, had to get two of her toes amputated, and undergoes dialysis twice a week, so my mum's scared for her. ..."
yoooo be careful. get the vaccine if you can/want to.
edge wrote: "Hallie wrote: "When the Pandemic Hits CloserAlso, my uncle, aunt, and cousin have COVID. Aunt is diabetic, had to get two of her toes amputated, and undergoes dialysis twice a week, so my mum's s..."
Oh yes! I'm partially vaccinated now.
Dissertation
Hallie wrote, on July 4, 2021: "I have to submit my dissertation tomorrow, and they expect not less than 35-40 pages. G and HR wrote 84 and 76 pages, respectively. I'm on fucking page 26..."
Yesterday, while I was about to have lunch, I got a text. When I checked it, it was my Journalism professor, who was also my guide for the dissertation. He had texted both in the common group that we have for our classes as well as personally to call him. Imagine staying out of everyone's radar for nearly two years and then getting the text, "Hallie call me".
Me being me, thought of every terrible situation possible. Is my dissertation bad? Is there an issue with it? Or has something else that I messed up somewhere? Did they think I was cheating? I was scared as I dialed his number instantly. The first time I called, I got some strange message, so I dialed again.
Fortunately, he picked up and he seemed like he was in a good mood - asking how I was and everything. The he proceeded to say, "So Hallie, I was reading your dissertation, and..." I was already trying to think of all possible worse case scenarios and how to get myself out of trouble. "I spoke to *insert Psychology professor's name* and we want to publish some students' dissertations at a conference that's taking place soon. Are you aware of it?" No idea. He explained and apparently he thinks mine will fit in well and told me not to miss out on the opportunity because it will be great exposure.
I genuinely never expected that. I have the strong feeling that the journal will reject my paper, but HR as well as Prof think I should give it a shot anyway. Now, here I am, trying to convert it into an academic paper that is of 3000 words. It's like 11,663 words or something, and I'm only down to 6,468 xD Funny how previously, as you see in the quoted message above, I was worried that it would be too short. Now I need to make it short and that's an even bigger pain.
Hallie wrote: "DissertationHallie wrote, on July 4, 2021: "I have to submit my dissertation tomorrow, and they expect not less than 35-40 pages. G and HR wrote 84 and 76 pages, respectively. I'm on fucking page..."
Why am I stuck doing this again? I thought I was done with this.
New rant - why would any paper's length be restricted to 3,000 words? Why? Just why?
I've legit started removing tuff from my review of literature.
3,000 words xD Why? Currently at 4,302 words...
Ugh 953 words extra and there's nothing else left to cut :'(
Fuck this, I'm just going to send it to my prof.
No, but really - I don't mind. Besides, I'm only a year younger from the legal age to drink in the US (even though I'm legal here).
Well, my birthday didn't go as bad as I thought it would, and I got to do the two things that I could realistically do. Plus, turns out my birthday is Book Lovers Day, so isn't that special? My birthday legit collides with Nagasaki Day, the day Charles Manson and his cult murdered Sharon Tate and others, Singapore's Independence Day, and Book Lovers Day. Crazy, because I'm a disaster,
a bit too homicidal for my own good, loved Singapore ever since I was a kid for no rational reason, and love books.
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