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29 days ago
Current The security camera going off in the middle of the night scared me awake last night. Good times!
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2 mos ago
I would die for a Charlie Puth and Lewis Capaldi collab song.
2 mos ago
My therapist mentioned referring me to a psychiatrist for anxiety medication, then at the next appt. said it wasn't a good idea as it doesn't the issue. I would've loved the temporary relief though...
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2 mos ago
I thought a tiny woman like me wouldn't break a sweat with the timed wall sit. Ho Ho homg wtf
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2 mos ago
Started calisthenics today; not to lose weight, but to get toned and get a little stronger. It's a 5x/week type deal ChatGPT drew out for me, but my snap, crackle, pop knees sure do love to complain..
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I read the books twice. They are the only books I have ever read more than once; they were that good. No ONE person could ever spoil any of the Harry Potter books. There is so much content in each book, it would require between five and eight hours of movie to do each book justice. The movies are fun, but fall desperately short from what the books do.


I feel like you're trying to tell me something...
The clicking on the keyboard was practically the only sound within the room. Alejandra sat crosslegged on her bed, laptop propped up on a small stand in front of her. To her right, she had a fresh cup of tea on the bedside table, the steam rising away from the hot liquid. Alejandra usually waited for the tea to cool down a bit. She was unlike her mother who preferred to drink it hot. Her father, on the other hand, did not drink tea. He stuck to whisky, occasionally claiming it to be a gentleman's drink. But that was his excuse to drink whenever he felt like it, and neither Alejandra nor her mother paid him any mind.

Currently working on a program she'd created, Alejandra was lost in her own little world. She had gotten back from her work-out, taken a shower, and made herself a quick snack to eat while she waited for the water to boil. Once that was done, she grabbed her laptop and tea and headed to the bedroom. She had made some slight progress in the work she had planned to get done when the handheld she'd been issued went off. Alejandra turned her head to the side and reached for the phone that was also on her bed within arm's reach. She considered taking a sip of her tea, but thought better of it. The message that had been sent, while essential, did not elicit any response from her. She put the phone down, typed a few more things before shutting down the program, and placed the laptop aside. The tea was still in its place, untouched. Alejandra sighed before grabbing the cup and sipping some brewed perfection

Obviously that was a mistake.

The tea was still too hot for her liking, and she'd been foolish in assuming it had cooled down to her taste without first testing it. Alejandra grimaced momentarily before exhaling through her mouth. She hated burning her tongue as it meant she couldn't taste very good for a while. But she wasn't in a sour mood, not when she was about to get to work. She'd been looking forward to it since her arrival, and it was finally that time.
I never read all the books nor watched all the Harry Potter movies, and even though I want to it'd be pointless as I already know the spoilers. People are terrible.
I don't drink soda on the regular. I'll have it like once in a blue moon if that. The funny thing is, I have the biggest sweet tooth ever, but kicking soda to the curve was never an issue for me despite it having tons of sugar.

But I'll stab you if you take my cake batter ice cream away from me.
Last night I dreamt I was still together with my ex-husband. The issues that resulted in our divorce were present in the dream and I was very relieved when I opened my eyes and realized it was only a dream.
If I get remarried (couldn't afford a wedding the first time around), I'm having this dress custom made to fit. I'm only 5'0, and my seamstress made a suggestion to shorten the train so I appear a little taller. But that's as far as the design is going to deviate from the original.
Last week I mentioned something about bruised ribs. This past Saturday the pain was at its peak and it took me roughly 30 minutes to find the courage necessary to stand up despite the stabbing pain I felt with every centimeter of movement in any one direction. I'm like 95% better now though, and it feels amazing to be able to take deep breaths again and cough/sneeze without all that much pain.
Not sure whether it was the drugs or a dream, but I have some memory of me becoming slightly conscious during eye surgery a few years ago. I felt a lot of pressure to the point it was painful, and I told the doctor something along the lines of "I can feel that" after I couldn't take it anymore. Next thing I know, I blacked out again and don't remember anything else until I was being wheeled into the recovery room feeling terribly nauseated. The procedure was simple and they used local anesthesia to correct what remained of my strabismus, but boy did it scare me enough to avoid willingly going under the knife again.
I don't believe opposites attract.
I do seriously want to take a trip to space. Maybe in 40 years when commercial flights are nowhere near as expensive as they are today.

That, or I can join the Space Force. I'm doing my part!
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