#sassy

Kicsit meg vagyok lőve, mert elsőre a "baráti társaságra" asszociáltam, aztán másnál láttam, hogy a "személyes társaságom"-ra is lehet értelmezni a kérdést, így talán az a legjobb, ha mindkettőre kitérek.

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A baráti társaságom szerintem nagyon sokszínű, változatos emberekből tevődik össze. A haveri köröm mondjuk inkább olyan, amit nem én alakítottam ki magamnak, hanem... csak úgy megtörtént. Ettől függetlenül @Metamoroka-nál le vannak részletezve nagyjából az érintett felek.
De amúgy rajtuk kívül van egy netes baráti társaságunk is, akik ugyancsak széles érdeklődéssel, nagyon változatos életúttal/élethelyzetekkel rendelkeznek, de valamiért mégis szörnyen hasonlítunk és összetartozunk. Sokat szoktam beszélni a barátnőmről, de számomra annyira abszurd, hogy két ember, egymástól teljesen függetlenül, de nagyon ugyanolyan lesz, ugyanazzal a mentalitással és gondolkodással. A személyiségünk alapjában véve amúgy eltérő, meg nagyban torzult is, de még 13 év után is klónoknak hívjuk egymást, mert ezt a hasonlóságot nem lehet jobban megfogalmazni.
Ehhez hozzákapcsolódónak érzem, hogy árnyaljam ezt a helyzetet: annyiszor fordult már elő, hogy miután ráírtunk egymásra és beszélgettünk arról, hogy mik történtek velünk, vagy milyen érzések vannak bennünk, egy csomószor kijött az, hogy szinte hajszál pontosan ugyanazokat a dolgokat éltük meg ( történés és érzelem szempontjából egyaránt). Ez annyira gyakran előjött, hogy egyszer poénból csak azt kérdeztem tőle, hogy: festettél mostanában hajat?
- Igen, tegnap, honnan tudtad? :o
- Mert én is. xd
Most nyilván ez egy bagatell példa, de ezzel tudom legjobban érzékeltetni a jéghegy csúcsát. :D

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A saját személyes társaságom meg nagyban függ attól, hogy mennyire tudok felengedni. Alapvetően azt gondolom, hogy akik megismernek, azok főleg viccesnek, szórakoztató személyiségnek tartanak. Meg a párom szokott úgy fogalmazni, hogy szerinte érezhető az, hogy mivel alapvetően csöndes vagyok, ha megszólalok, az mindig valami "fontos" lesz. Szóval vagy valami vicces, vagy egy savage beszólás, vagy egy minőségi véleménynyilvánítás. Ez mondjuk nem tudom mennyire érezhető tényleg, de ennek a gondolata csak jobban stresszel, ami egy ördögi körbe zár engem.
Alapvetően mindig azon vagyok, hogy igyekezzek "normálisnak" tűnni és "emberien" viselkedni, ami van, hogy sikerül, van hogy nem. Gyakran látom, hogy, ha az emberek mondanak nekem valamit, akkor várnak tőlem egy adott reakciót, de mivel én nem tudok rájönni sokszor, hogy mi lehet az, így inkább kínosan nézzük egymást pár pillanatig. :D Amúgy az, hogy alapvetően az emberek viccesnek gondolnak, az azért is vicces, mert nagyon sokszor megkaptam már azt, hogy ez meglepi őket, mert amennyire faarcom van, sokszor inkább valami komoly illetőnek tudnak be (vagy sassy bitchnek, csak ezt nem mondják ki). :D Szóval összességében, kellemes meglepetés szoktam lenni.

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What's important and what is not. Back in June, I literally almost lost my life to sepsis. The thought of seeing my Papa who passed away again was calling me. I didn't want to fight back, because my grief so deep and I missed him so much, but he came to me in a dream as I laid there literally dying and he told me I couldn't see him yet. He told me there was so much more I've yet to experience. He also told me that he knew I'd fight back as I always do and always have since I was born. He always loved that I've been sassy & feisty my whole life (Must be all that red hair) and told me it was important to never lose that, as it will be the flame, the light in darkness. The reason I tell this story is because I learned from that hospital bed that I am much stronger than I ever knew. The tattoo on my arm is more than just a reminder. It IS me. It's who I am. I also learned that stupid arguments truly mean
nothing. They don't matter as you lay there, so scared at how close death is, almost like the reaper is waiting for you, you lay there so afraid and all that matters is the comfort of those you love to keep you fighting back. You don't remember the arguments,
but the love of those who you love, who love you back. The love that will always be there, no matter the size of the argument. It taught me that I am
more loved than I ever thought. The amount of people praying as hard as they could that I'd survive the fight one last time, people checking on me for those 4 long days at the hospital. It taught me to give even less of shit than I did, because your journey can come to an end at anytime, so I live how I want to live now. Enjoying the ride, the memories, because I was granted a second chance at this journey when I should've died. I've always struggled with trust, but also I learned to let that go when my husband rushed me into the E.R that morning and literally saved my life. Doctors told me another 24 hours without medical
intervention and I'd be 6 feet under right now. I learned that all I used to worry about doesn't even matter anymore. It's pointless. Those thoughts died instead of me. In conclusion, I learned to stop holding back from telling others how much I love them, how to stop watering myself down to be "likable". It taught me to be me 1000% instead of only 100% and my Papa taught me, much like Thor and Odin, that I am much stronger than I even knew.

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"Rain or Shine" by Nico

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I remember as a young boy of maybe 10, helping my father on weekends and vacations deliver milk and other dairy products to his 400+ customers. In those days, we delivered milk 6 days each week, rain or shine. I recall one time when it was raining heavy all day long, as I ran to and from dad's milk truck delivering products to our customers and getting completely saturated from the rain.

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At 12:00 we arrived at grandma's house where we always stopped to eat lunch and visit with my fathers mother. On this day, when I entered grandma's house soaked through and through, grandma looked at my dad and exclaimed: "Nicky, how could you do this to your son? He is all wet and will get sick. Shame on you! That was the first time I had ever heard a woman reprimand my father, and I must admit... I was very impressed with my grandmothers concern and love for me, not to mention her firm demeanor and sassy tone. Next, grandma proceeded to dry me off as best she could while she continued reprimanding her son in Italian.

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Of course, as time moved forward, nothing changed. In the rain I got wet and in the winter I froze. Even though, I knew my father was a good man who loved me, I also understood that he survived the Great Depression and fought hand to hand combat during the Battle of the Bulge in WWII. And though Dad never discussed his war time experiences, we all knew that Dad had suffered. We were also taught that that Dad believed in hard work and expected his boys to do their best and to earn their keep without complaining. Life is tough, and getting wet in the rain and freezing during winter, was simply reality as far as Dad was concerned. And to this day, in the early morning hours before sunrise, I can still hear my fathers voice calling out to me: "Son, it's time to get up... Rain or Shine."

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When someone is fucking with one of my friends or a member of my family, I lose all sense of proportion and patience. I go AWOL. They need motherfucking SWAT to take me down. In some ways, it's good: my friends know I always have their backs and nothing is going to happen to them while I'm around. In other ways, it's bad: sometimes I need to let other people deal with their own problems. Kindness. Even if you're an asshole to me, I'll still help you if you need it and be nice to you. I'm always willing to make someones day better and make them happy. Even if it means more work and less happiness for me. IMO, other people's happiness>my happiness.
I give most everyone the benefit of the doubt. I believe people right off the bat rather than assume it's someone trying to take advantage of me. Unfortunately, I'm also pretty sensitive, so when I'm inevitably taken advantage of it leaves a mark. It's hard to empathize with people who are deliberately malicious.
I’m a weirdo and a bit of a nerd. I like being alone. I learned to read at 3 years old and was ahead of my peers. As a child I was considered “gifted” intellectually but socially stunted. I didn’t relate well to other kids. My mom’s friend once asked if I was autistic. I’m not a genius or anything but I consider myself intelligent. I’m opinionated, stubborn and a natural leader and very independent. I have a hot temper and can be impatient. In my professional life I’m very anal, meaning orderly, organized and perfectionist, but in my personal life I am messy and scatterbrained. I think my personality is off-putting to certain other personality types. What can I say? I’m me and don’t plan on changing who I am to please anyone. I've been told before (so many times that I've come to see it myself) that I have an inhuman amount of patience with everything(except myself). I've also been told that i'm incredibly kind and compassionate towards everyone. I'll go out of my way to make things better for other people but its to a fault that i do so. I have the tendency to put everyone before myself but i have gotten better about that over the last year.
I’m sarcastic AF, have severe resting bitch face, I overthink EVERYTHING, and I’m entirely too expressive with my face, meaning every single emotion or thought I have is usually written all over it. It gets me into trouble sometimes! The older I become, the more of a feminist I become, and ranting upon my soapbox(as my husband puts it) is one of my fav things to do! I prefer chilling at home with my hubs and kitties than going out to party, I’m essentially a sassy grandma trapped in a late 20yr olds body! I’m very calm. Especially in high stress scenarios. Also, irrationally protective of my sibling. Like, I know they are a fully grown and highly capable adult... but this is the one member of my family I really wholesale adore. I just want to bubble wrap them and give them everything they’d ever need and keep them safe, you know?

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I don't care so long as they're not on their phone.
People in their 40s. I can keep up with people around my own age.
Adults from mid twenties and older. Old people are okay to work with too.
Nothing my age. They`re all miserable gits. 🤭
I love pre-k age! Right now I work in a classroom with mostly 5 year olds and 4s who are close to 5. I love how curious they are! Science, art, reading, playing games - they just love everything and soak it all up. I love doing a simple activity like planting seeds and tracking the growth and seeing how excited and involved they are. Many of them still love to sit on my lap to read a book or have me rub their backs at rest time. They can be sassy and test their boundaries but are still so innocent and little!
A year ago I would've said 3's without a second thought, but this year I've been working in a young 4's class and I absolutely love it! It may have to do with it being MY class and not having a coteacher, but they are so capable and curious. I love the way even though I never would I feel like I could leave them alone and they would be totally fine. My kids are the smartest!
Honestly, I get bored easily and I like having a variety of people to talk to all day. I work retail and, as far as customers go, I enjoy talking about Legos, my Little Ponies, TMNT, One Direction, Universities, baseball, basketball, the weather, arthritis, traffic, movies and almost anything except religion and politics. As far as coworkers are concerned, I hate laziness, cliquishness and raging senses of entitlement. There might have been trends of bad traits in different age groups, but I have made a high school student a shift manager and I have been given the Silent Treatment from a woman in her sixties. Smart, hardworking and nice people come in all ages.
I'm in my late twenties. I prefer working with people in the 25-60 age range. Too much younger, and they haven't figured out how to be professional adults yet. Too much older, and their priorities are generally skewed drastically toward retirement / they don't know how computers work. I've worked with kids though, and have also had awesome coworkers in their 70s and 80s, so I don't have a strong preference.
I support people with developmental disabilities in a group home setting. I personally enjoy supporting people who are in the 30-60 age range. Any younger than that and they seem to be more likely to have behavioural issues and haven't settled down yet, any older and they start getting more medically complicated.

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Już kiedyś chyba pisałam o większości, ale mogę zrobić to jeszcze raz :
Śnieżka - nie przepadam za nią / ma ładne włoski / jest ładna / głupiutka
Kopciuszek - lubię ale nie należy do grona moich ulubionych księżniczek / jest ładna / chyba tyle mogę o niej napisać
Aurora - nie lubię / nudna postać / różowa sukienka ładniejsza
Ariel - lubię / uwielbiałam ją w dziecinstwie / naiwna / ma ładne włosy / śliczny ogon
Bella - bardzo lubię / jedna z moich ulubionych księżniczek / ma super charakter / sassy / jest po prostu cudowna nic dodać, nic ująć
Jasmina - lubię / jest ładna / ma dziwną figurę / trochę za bardzo się „wywyższała” / tak poza tym to fajny charakter
Pocahontas - kocham / moja ulubiona księżniczka / kolorowy wiatr >>>😻😻 / przepiękna / no po prostu uwielbiam
Mulan - lubię bb / świetny charakter / kochana bardzo / odważna / bardzo feministyczna (!!!) / również jedna z moich ulubionych księżniczek
Tiana - lubię / jest sliczna / feministyczna / samodzielna i to mi się w niej mega podoba
Roszpunka - kocham / cudowna postać / ma świetny charakter ! / cudowną buźkę / silna psychicznie / odważna
Merida - lubię / trochę samolubna ale rozumiem ją / ma super włosy / bajka ma świetny przekaz / odważna / podoba mi się w niej to, że nie bała się sprzeciwić mamie i chciała podążać swoją własną ścieżką
Vaiana - lubię bardzo / świetna figura / super charakter / bardzo feministyczna / bajka również może wiele nauczyć
Elsa - lubię / trochę wkurzająca i samolubna / kochana, że troszczyła się o Anne i nie chciała, żeby znów ucierpiała przez jej moc
Anna - lubię bbb / naiwna :( / niedoceniana, Elsa ją przyćmiła / zasługuje na więcej / odważna / kochana / zabawna
Megara - nie przepadam / ma dziwną figurę, wygląda jak skóra i kości XD / naiwna / głupiutka
Esmeralda - lubię / kochana / odważna / jest sliczna
Jane - lubię / ma super tatę / słodka haha / ona i Tarzan >>>>

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