how do you achieve that? o-0 I'm and avid drinker and unless I'm pissed out of my mind I get the bottle/cup into my mouth at least XD
But i got it in my mouth
that's not the problem
Problem was after!!!
Because after getting some in my mouth, I turned the VERY TALL AND NEARLY EMPTY glass too fast
and it just splotched at the bottom and a bit jumped back at me like DOBBY IS A FREE ELF
People giving you shit when you play healer in any game ughhhhh. Like see my mana you asshole I am spamming you with heals and you just suck grrr... These are the type of players who never help you out either. I love playing healer in any game be it mmo or moba but the negatives are so annoying...Everything is always the healer's fault, completely. Not that the 20+ people in the raid did anything wrong, no.
Ohhhh!!! I know what you mean! I was always listening in of 4 different conversation of friend and friends of friends and then when they suddenly realize I'm not a ghost, they ask me why I'm not talking... Like... mmmm... on which conversation are we talking about me not talking? The one about the new pizza place, the one about the new ice-rink to be build or the one about "that" comedy show? And they would look at me like "all of them!" yeah no, I can't handle 3 separate conversation the way I handle 10 different story plots!!!
Don't try to be baritone!!! Try Alt! Why better! I can sing Soprano 1 easily... so long as it's just vocal practice as soon as I sing I can't hit that high depending on where the jump is... Mainly cause the choir teacher was useless and though I was singing false even when only my lips were moving she'd still shut me cause "you're singing false..."
And cause my range in wide spread She'd also switch me in a question of 1 week from Soprano 1 to 2 then to alt and the next week I was back at Soprano just before the choir festival! (and she'd always start choir practices a week to 2 weeks with 2 practices each week before any performance... which is weak, really pathetic of her!)
So I never got the chance to actually learn how to harness my higher vocal range. But if you were soprano don't go for Baritone, alt would be better suited! or tenor, maybe???
Haha I think you have misunderstood!
I was soprano...
Then I went on testosterone. Testosterone treatment makes your voice develop the way a man's voice does during puberty. What I ended up with is a voice that is naturally in the baritone range (Sometimes I wonder if I'd be a bass by now if I hadn't quit testosterone when I did...). I cannot ever do soprano again... well, unless I practice really hard to open up my full range and control such high notes. But that would require years of practice and bottom line still remains: baritone is my natural vocal type now.
High notes are my main difficulty actually xD
My comfortable/good notes are G2-A3 after a bit of warmup, with an additional slightly weaker F2 and an acceptable B3, however that B3 is kind of the note that's edging on the "needs work" part of my range. I am starting to waver into an E2 as well it seems, hopefully a teacher can help me grab that note too.
I can go higher than that of course, but as I said it needs some work. I'm more interested in learning to go lower if possible tho because it's just a lot more comfortable for me to actually use, and more useful for the type of music I wish to produce. Goths like their basses, baritones and sopranos!
I cannot say specifically where I was as a soprano however I did have a whistle register that I was working on before I stopped going to a singing teacher. I think I was able to go above a C6.
Since it's just a matter of training again, I say it's no loss really since my voice gave me such awful dysphoria. Only thing I miss from my soprano years is my cat's reaction to the higher part of my register when sung with a more intense vibrato. He would like purr and shake his head 
Now he only purrs and occasionally meows back when I sing to him.
I have this cat who likes to play fetch, like, really likes to play fetch. Last night they insisted on playing, waking me up several times with their siren of a mow. I wouldn't have cared so much, but I had to get up at about 430am for work. Now I'm sitting at my desk, half dead cuz he just would not let me get any quality sleep. Uuuurg!
On top of that I have another cat who insists on going under the covers, and have me pet them constantly when they see I'm awake. If I don't let them under they paw at my face, and pull the covers off me. Uuuurg!
Cats, dude!
Oh I see, well as per the singing, musical side at least you still have a decent range!
My mom is "book Friends" with a classical/opera singer and she tested my range she started me off at A or B3 to A6 no problem and then when I got to D7 I had already started dropping my notes and getting light headed - she told me if I wanted to improve I needed to practice breathing exercises. But I just like to sing for fun now with my comfortable notes at E3-B5 Perfect for most songs I sing along!
Your cat sounds like his your biggest fan XD
I sing to my dogs and they'd just look at me like I'm crazy!
I wish I had the courage to just be honest and come out. This was sort of the whole point of me going to therapy but I noticed that therapists don't like to talk about these types of things.
So now I am just left with hinting and half coming out. My parents are not pro-LGBT and I am worried they won't take me seriously and just think I am in a "depressed stage".
I feel like I ranted about this a lot in the old thread but HERE'S CAE AGAIN WITH THE WEATHER,
IT'S RAINING
ALL HAIL THE GLOW CLOUD
but for god's sake my shitty roommate is now lying about eating my leftovers from dinner at literally midnight Sunday morning and tried to pin it on my partner (who went to bed at the same time as me, and also who got out of bed, showered, and left for work at the same time as me SUNDAY MORNING). She's been home literally all day!! My other roommate ate my pizza but I'm not as mad about that, I didn't pay for that pizza (I work at a pizza shop and we get to take flop pizzas home sometimes), but my partner was really sweet and thoughtful and ordered my favorite takeout for us to eat; and I was so tired I couldn't eat much, so I asked them to put it in the fridge in the usual spot I put it in.
It was in there before I went to work at 10am, I know this because I was contemplating whether or not to bother making coffee based on the expiration date of the milk (the answer was "no" because roommate always tells me to buy milk so she can cook with it THEN NEVER FUCKING DOES).
It was gone when I came home. I'm standing there, staring at the fridge in confusion - my takeout container? My styrofoam holder of all things garlic-parm-and-chicken-wing??? GONE, FUCKING GONE.
My roommate comes clambering down the stairs, then stops at the bottom of the stairs and doesn't move for a minute before coming around the stairs, going "[My naaaame], our cats are asshooooles~" in her stupid sing-song voice she uses right before she starts bitching about something (that I usually don't give two shits about) or starts whining about how awful work was (again, I don't give two shits because it's LITERALLY THE SAME COMPLAINT EVERY TIME that her bosses can't hire competent people or that her hours are getting cut because her job is seasonal and based on when sports games are because apparently having a "steady job" is too fucking demanding of someone who won't do dishes, won't do her laundry unless she's desperately out of clothes, but tells me in this snide tone that "dishwashing IS self care!" while our sink is packed to bursting with HER FUCKING DISHES).
I interrupted her and told her, "Have you seen my food?" because I'm not playing twenty goddamn questions. She gets this annoyed look on her face and rolls her eyes and says, "Is it a black takeout container?" I say yes and she points at the trash, "Someone ate it." I ask who and she proceeds to PULL THE CONTAINER OUT OF THE TRASH AND YANK ONE OF OUR ACTUAL FORKS OUT OF THE CONTAINER. That was the container my partner had their food in, sometimes they accidentally toss the forks out in the bargain. But it was the ONLY container in there and I told my roommate the above information, and she immediately deflected it with "Oh it was our other roommate." I don't know if it was him but I doubt it - he always asks or messages us first about leftovers in the fridge after our girl (I hesitate to call her a woman because she acts like a five year old) roommate threw a fit about her moldy leftovers getting tossed out.
I no longer love cooking because she will come downstairs from her room and stick her nose in it, telling me to do it a different way because she likes it better that way or that "Oh, that's not how my dad cooks/bakes/etc that." I'm not dating her and I never have. My partner and I are not really in an open relationship anymore, they and their boyfriend had a mutual breakup a few months back but things got a little awkward. But she admitted she won't date women or DFABs anymore "because of the drama." Oh, really????
She also made really nasty comments about my partner earlier this year regarding a blowout argument they and I had over the way they were handling tabletop game secrets between player/GM vs everyone knowing about it OOC and having to pretend they don't. She called my partner manipulative and controlling and that I should watch my ass for that behavior elsewhere. My partner has never acted that way in our personal lives toward me and only had those issues because of a major fuckup on all our parts in an Ironclaw campaign! If anything my partner has taught me how not to be an asshole because of how my parents treated each other when I was growing up. But no, she hates the way they want all the secrets out and refused to listen to me when I said I was going to have a conversation with them about it - she said it was pointless, that they weren't going to budge, and that I should be mindful of the way they treat me.
Bitch what???
This, coming from the asshole who gaslights me about my own fucking cat, about my own fucking words? About conversations we've had the same damn day, about foods I like/dislike/absolutely loathe?!? The bitch who keeps trying to make me eat mochi (hate it, hate it, fucking hate it, slimy gross bullshit), paneer and curry (I CAN'T EAT INDIAN FOOD, something in it makes me INSANELY sick and I'm too afraid to keep trying to eat it to narrow it down plus I fucking hate rice because it's all she fucking cooks and the house stinks of it and she almost ruined one of my good pots making it), swears that I like melon (I. hate. cantaloupes.), and seems to be under the impression I owe her any inch of time. Don't get me started on her stupid and annoying insistence that I'm the one who is always wrong, that she is the one who is always right - for god sake I had to lock my door TONIGHT because she wouldn't stop knocking and coming in when I wasn't answering, then she got pissy with me later on in the night because I told her I didn't want any ice cream and that I wanted to be left alone. Because god forbid I want to be by myself in my own damn home.
I used to consider her a wonderful friend.
Not anymore.
plus all this stupid drama with her and then the stupid shit with my dad is keeping me from focusing on W&W and I feel like such a fucking asshole because I can't update like I want to
Sometimes I just get tired of being with people, even if I like them. And I wish I could live in a hut in top of a mountain with wi-fi, and enough money to survive....and food delivery service.
I logged onto a gaming site and found ANOTHER nude mod for a fighting game, I'm not mad that there's a nude mod, I'm mad that the mod only effects women in the game. Can someone just have the balls (pun intended) to make a nude mod for male characters for the sake of a character getting hit in the groin we can see a real effect of the pain. These modders need to stop jerking their egos (pun not intended) and think about equality of stupid unnecessary aesthetics no one really needs in a fighting game for both sexes!
I cannot stand it anymore;
Webtoons keeps on taking comics I like off of sites and pretty much stealing them for themselves.
I hate losing comics and it feels like the artists were happier before Webtoons did stuff to them.
And I utterly despise it when an artist suddenly leaves without giving any word of what's going on!
