Natalie J.

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I love King Boo. I don't love dreaming about being placed in the intro to Luigi's Mansion 3 where he's chasing me down and trying to kill me.

It's now a brand new month and today is even my transiversary. I'm definitely feeling better than I was a couple weeks ago, but it hasn't exactly been sunshine and rainbows because the day after I left, I got the flu and missed a whole week of school. Besides that, I've mostly just been dealing with my body, gender, and voice dysphoria recently. I nicknamed last month No Nice Things November because it was just that bad and didn't feel like it ever got much better.

Thankfully, this month is off to a lot better start. I'm basically recovered from the flu enough that I'm going to be going back to school on Monday, my depression has been leaving me alone for a little while, and I have a name that fits me really well and that I'm going to try to use for a whole semester. Finals are coming up in less than two weeks and then I'm flying back to Massachusetts for winter break, so I think this month will easily be better than November was, even if it's hard to get lower than rock bottom.

All in all, I know I've only been gone for like a week and a half, but it was well needed time off and even if I'm not super active, I'm looking forward to hanging out around here again.

This has been maybe the single worst month of my life so far so I'm going to disappear for the rest of it while I try to recover from my mental health being in shambles.

I refuse to let myself do that thing I do a lot where I assume that my teacher is going to hate the paper I submitted just because I wrote it close to the due date. I'm going to assume that he will like it because he's like all the other analyses I've done on the readings he's assigned.

Man, this month has been horrible. I had to miss something I was looking forward to because I got sick, my literature paper is probably going to be a flop because I just can't get it to come together well, I'm going to have a week and a half with absolutely nothing to do, and now my guest speaker booking got canceled. I don't think I've ever been so close to crying in the middle of school than I am right now.

Folgers has been lying to me all these years because there is no best part about waking up. Waking up is the most difficult thing I have to do every day.

I love getting rickrolled by my Spotify playlist.

"I've never described anyone as a lowercase shy guy." -me, just now, in reference to males who are shy as opposed to Shy Guys

Update: this wave is actually kinda good? I was originally not into it at all but I actually enjoyed it more than I thought I would. I spent like an hour using the new Mii costumes.

Okay fine, I'll play the new wave of Mario Kart.

I'm going to another open mic night next week but I can't decide if I want to read an excerpt from my book or write something new.

It would be really nice if the tall tables at school didn't rock back and forth so much when I put my elbows on them.

Of all the reasons for someone to want to interview me, I'm so glad it's because I'm a furry.

I would rather do genuinely anything else than go to my literature class today. Literature classes make me fall asleep when they're in person and I'm running on about six hours of sleep.

I'm now officially a member of Sigma Tau Delta. They're my second honor society that I'm a part of, the first being Phi Theta Kappa.

I had a dream last night where I was Luigi and I automatically wish I could go back to it just because of that.

Well, this week sure has been terrible. The only good things about it were Mr. Mart and the fact that I think I did pretty well on my meteorology exam. Everything else was really bad.

I guess I'm just feeling the effects of the season because apparently I'm not the only one who's gotten sick. A few of my school friends are also sick and one of my other friends told me that a few of his professors have gotten sick.

I appreciate fiction writing class for inventing characters/places like today's Mr. Mart, which lives rent free in my head for literally no good reason.

So I'm pretty sure I'm not actually getting sick, I think the air is just really dry. My sore throat coincided with a huge drop in the air temperature (huge enough that it went from 80 to 52 in one day and has kept on getting lower), and I don't have any other symptoms of being sick.

I'm going to be so mad if I get sick the week that I have a bunch of things going on at school. I'll wear two masks if I have to but I've been looking forward to one of these things for nearly a month and I'm not going to let some stupid sickness take me out of commission.

I wonder how obvious it is what one of my favorite parts of Wonder was.

When you want to change your theme but don't know what to change it to D:

I just realized that I've written 43 more pages of my own book than there are in the copy of The Great Gatsby I got for my literature class.

Dear people on campus: please stop running over so many skunks. It smells like absolute trash on the way into school because of all the dead skunks.