#7:30a.m

[magdalunatica]

Ayer fue mi infusión de Tysabri

Me siento más cansada 💤que cuando caminaba muchos kilómetros llegué a dormir 😴 y despierta ahorita 🥺

[demigodsanswer]

Percabeth future AU “I meant it when I said for better or for worse”

okay so I started this, forgot about the prompt completely, and then barely worked it in. sorry!

~

It was the first day of summer. Technically, it was the first day of Percy's summer. School was out.

And that meant he was asleep.

Annabeth insisted that he really, properly sleep in that Saturday, instead of their usually seven a.m wake ups by their rowdy girls, or worse: his usual five a.m wake ups to get to school by the 7:30a.m start time.

Today when Nella and Sophia had knocked on their door to wake them up, Annabeth had just kissed Percy's cheek, told him to stay in bed, and gotten up alone to entertain the girls.

Percy had tried to protest; Annabeth was four months pregnant and needed rest, he claimed. But for the first time, she had a pregnancy that wasn't making her sick. In fact, she'd spent the whole thing so far imitating the very hungry caterpillar, and encountering new and increasingly specific food cravings.

But Percy was so exhausted himself that it really only took her leaving him along in the dark and quiet bedroom for him to fall right back to sleep.

"Where's Daddy?" Sophia had asked immediately.

"Sleeping," Annabeth said in a whisper. "He's really, really sleepy, so we're not going to bug him this morning."

"I won't bug him," Sophia said, trying to push past her. Annabeth stopped her.

"By not bug him I mean we leave him alone to sleep," Annabeth explained. "We're going to give Daddy some privacy so he can rest."

Sophia pouted but nodded, understanding the basics of boundaries at least. Nella seemed unbothered by the lack of access to her dad, and mostly just wanted uppies. Annabeth did her best. Nella was a few months past her second birthday, but still she was a skinny little thing who clung to her blankie with an iron fist. Despite how small Nella still was, with Annabeth's ever-growing belly (her largest yet by a margin), it wasn't that easy.

"Come on," Annabeth said. "Lets get some cloths on and take Max outside."

The walk with Max only ate up about fifteen minutes of their morning. Annabeth was hoping to milk it more, but the girls were hungry and starting to get cranky. They dropped Max off upstairs before heading out to find a good breakfast.

The Greek diner around the corner knew them.

"Ah! Where is husband?" Vikki, the old woman who still owned the restaurant, despite developers' pleas for her to sell, asked after seeing Annabeth walk in with a girl holding either hand.

"Daddy's sleeping," Sophia said.

"Lazy man," Vikki joked with her, before grabbing a high chair for Nella. She got the family settled at a booth, crayons and paper place-mats for both girls to keep the busy, and the one cup of full-caf black tea Annabeth was permitted.

Starving and in the mood for just about everything, Annabeth ordered French Toast with whip cream and strawberries, with a side of bacon, extra crispy. Sophia got pancakes, and Nella picked a waffle. Annabeth insisted they each also get a side of fruit, so that they might eat something resembling a vitamin.

Not long after Vikki brought them their drinks, Sophia tried to help Nella draw a flower. Nella perceived this not as the big sister kindness Sophia had intended, but an encroachment on her territory akin to an act of war. Nella grabbed the place-mat off the table, crumbling the corner up in her baby first and screaming. Annabeth barely had time to save her orange juice from going everywhere. The crayons were not so lucky, clattering to the ground around them as Nella scream-cried.

Red-faced and doing her best, Annabeth offered apologetic glances to the other diners, while Sophia hastily tried to defend herself.

"You're not in trouble," Annabeth told Sophia. "Can you build me a jelly tower while I calm down your sister?" Sophia nodded, and set to her task, stacking likely-ancient packets of Smuckers jellies one on top of the other.

Nella was still crying and flailing her little arms, kicking her feet under the table too. If Percy were here, he'd probably find a way to distract her out of the tantrum, to tickle her or do some kind of funny bit. But whenever Annabeth tried to mimic him, she was told she "wasn't doing it right."

So, instead, she settled for doing what she thought might work.

"Nelly belly," she said in her soft bedtime voice. She started tracing her finger over Nella's face the way she did at bedtime. Nella stopped screaming, although she was still making her unsteady little breathing noises. "Do you want to sit with Mommy and tell me what's wrong?" Annabeth offered.

Nella reached out her arms, and Annabeth managed to get her out of the high chair and into her lap. Annabeth kept tracing her face.

"Do you want your juice?" Annabeth offered. Nella shook her head, fingers in her mouth. "Okay, we don't have to have it right now. Can you tell me why you're sad?"

Nella started to babble, but Annabeth got the gist -- she didn't want Sophia to draw on her place-mat and now her place-mat was all crumpled and ruined.

"I didn't ruin it!" Sophia said in defense of herself.

"Sophia was trying to show you how she draws flowers, but you didn't like her drawing on your paper, did you?" Nella shook her head. "Next time, we can ask before drawing on each other's papers?" Nella and Sophia nodded in agreement. Annabeth didn't really expect the two-year-old to remember to ask, but she hoped Sophia was old enough to remember. "Nella can you say 'thank you for trying to help me, but please ask before you draw on my paper?'"

Nella managed to get some jumbled words out.

"Good girl. And can you tell Sophia you're sorry for yelling at her?"

Nella offered a weak: "Sorry."

"It's okay," Sophia promised. "Sorry you crumpled up your paper."

Annabeth glanced down to the floor, where the half-wrecked remains of the place-mat were still resting.

"Maybe if you ask nicely, Ms. Vikki will bring you a new one," Annabeth said.

But when Vikki came back, this time with plates of food, Nella was too shy to asked. Annabeth asked for another one for Nella, who spent the rest of breakfast coloring, eating four grapes and quarter of the waffle. But she at least didn't scream anymore.

At the end of the meal (which Annabeth basically devoured), Nella showed Annabeth what she'd spent the morning drawing. It was a little blob person laying down on a line.

"Daddy," she said, pointing to the blob.

"It's beautiful. Should we bring it home for him?" Annabeth offered. Nella nodded. "What about you, love bug, are we taking your picture home?" Sophia nodded and scooted the paper out from under her plate.

Annabeth slipped them both in the to-go bag that had Percy's own pancake stack, two order of home fries, and two sides of bacon (she'd placed an order for one of each, and then decided they sounded too good to not get some of her own).

"Daddy might still be asleep, so we need to be quiet, okay?" Annabeth said, unlocking their front door. It was barely nine in the morning. She'd bet anything he wasn't out of bed yet.

The girls took this instruction seriously and tiptoed inside. Annabeth set them up with a Sponge Bob marathon upon Sophia's request. Percy believed in the grand tradition of Saturday Morning cartoons, and the Sponge was a house favorite. Annabeth rolled out a big sheet of white paper for the girls to color on while they watched, asking first if they were happy sharing or if she needed to split it down the middle. This they were happy to share. Annabeth couldn't wait to see how long that lasted.

She sat herself down on the couch with her potatoes and bacon, and big mug of decaf coffee, and enjoyed the Bubble Bowl.

Sophia made it three episodes before she realized she still hadn't seen her dad yet that morning.

"Is he ever going to wake up?" She asked. Behind her, Nella nodded, as if to say seriously Mom, we're worried about him.

"He will wake up, he's just tired. He works really hard, we should let him sleep sometimes," Annabeth said.

Sophia put on her best pleading face, which Annabeth was usually completely vulnerable to. "But please! I miss him!"

Annabeth inhaled. "How about we do one more Sponge Bob episode, and then I'll go see if he wants to wake up. But it's up to him if he does or not."

Sophia nodded, happy with that arrangement.

~

Percy had been drifting in and out of sleep for over an hour. He kept thinking about getting up, but then ... no one was bothering him, no one needed him, and his bed was so, so comfy.

He did have to get up at some point, he figured. Annabeth opened the door quietly and stepped in, a mug of coffee in her hands.

"Is that my beautiful wife?" Percy asked, reaching towards her.

Annabeth smiled and put the coffee down on the nightstand. "Sure is. How'd you sleep?" She asked, sitting next to him on the bed and running a hand through his hair.

"Amazing," Percy said. "Thanks for giving me the morning off."

Annabeth leaned forward to kiss him. "You deserve it. There's food for you too. We went to the diner."

He was hungry. He usually ate before school, and on his free period which was about 11:30 in the morning. But he wasn't quite ready to get out of bed.

"I'll gt up in a minute," he promised, resting a hand on her belly. "How are my girls doing this morning?"

"This one's eating me out of house and home," Annabeth said, looking at the bump. "The other two are dying to see you."

People often asked them if they were trying for a boy or wished they were having a boy. They were always honest: no, we don't care, as long as it's happy and healthy. But if Percy was really, really honest ... he loved his girls, his collection of tiny Annabeth's. A third girl sounded pretty perfect to him, and he had secretly been hoping for another one.

Percy was glad Annabeth was finally having an easy pregnancy. Sophia and Nella had made her so sick for months all Percy could do was hold the emptied contents of her tote bag while Annabeth threw up into it on the subway.

"Sorry," she'd said to him, looking green and miserable.

Percy rubbed her back. "I meant it when I said sickness and health, better or worse." Before Annabeth could respond, she was sick again.

Annabeth actually seemed to be enjoying this pregnancy. It wasn't a secret that this was he least favorite part: "I have so much to protect, but I'm physically unable to," she'd said, near tears in a panic when she was still pregnant with Sophia

"I'll protect you," Percy promised, "that's what I'm here for."

This time, she was just a beautiful as she always was, but happier, more relaxed. Percy kept rubbing her bump, obsessed with it, obsessed with his wife, before reaching up for Annabeth face.

Percy stole a few more kisses. The only thing that could have made his morning better would have been Annabeth sharing it all with him.

"Alright, send in the clowns," Percy said.

Annabeth barely turned towards the door before saying: "Okay, Sophia, you can come in."

Their bedroom door opened, and Sophia rushed in, Nella toddling behind her. Sophia jumped into Percy's arms and he dragged her onto the bed.

"We're you a good girl for Mommy this morning?" Percy asked her. Sophia nodded. Percy tossed her onto the bed and started to tickle her. "Were you?" He asked over and over as she laughed and laughed.

Nella was saying something to Annabeth quietly. "Yeah, let's go get it," Annabeth said. The two left and came back a minute later with a familiar green place-mat from the diner. "Nella made this for you," Annabeth said as Nella handed him the paper.

Percy looked and saw a blob laying down with it's eyes shut.

"Daddy!" Nella explained.

"Wow! This is great!" Percy said. "Should we hang it up somewhere?" Nella nodded and pointed back towards the kitchen. "Yeah, i think the fridge is the perfect place for it," Percy agreed.

[slttygeto]

╰┈➤ 11:06 ⋆·˚ ༘ *hanma shuji ‧₊˚.

you’re supposed to feel nervous around him. you’re supposed to think he’s intimidating. but you don’t, and it drives him crazy.

hanma shows up everyday to the little coffeeshop you own down the street, it’s hidden and doesn’t have a lot of customers. you always open at 7:30a.m in case someone was running late and wants to grab a coffee, your lunch break is at 12:30 and you finally close at 6p.m.

he has your schedule memorized.

the first time he came in, he had a little bit of blood on his face. he remembers the way you eyed him weirdly, almost unsure if you wanted to let him in.

“it’s not mine.” he says, as if it was going to make things better and you raise an eyebrow.

“are you in a gang or something?”

“…or something,” you see his hand tattoos and nod to yourself. sin and punishment, interesting.

“okay mr gang leader, here’s your coffee.” no fear, no hesitation—hell, you were even joking around about this?

when shuji realized just how little you think of his job, he starts to visit your little shop more often. he hopes that you somehow get scared of the number of people he killed, maybe even fear for your life that he would somehow do the same to you and kick him out—push him away from you and tell him to never come back.

but you don’t, and it fucks up with him even more.

why would you let someone like him in? why would you laugh at his jokes, why would you share your lunch and tell him to stay safe?

him? staying safe? it’s other people who should fear that he’s walking out on the streets.

you’re accepting of him, and it’s new. it’s such a rare thing for a person to let someone like him enjoy the simplicity of life. to drink coffee while reading a book, stroke a cat’s head and let the animal sit on his lap all while you’re telling him a story from when you were in highschool.

but hanma knows this won’t last. he’s always added the ugly to a person’s life, so he doesn’t deserve to enjoy the beauty of someone else’s.

2023 © all works belong to slttygeto. do not repost my work anywhere else.

[yersang-dreams]

"No matter what, we'll always be together"

AU: Real World!

Pair: Rimuru Tempest x F![Name]

OS/IMG/HCS: Oneshot

Summary:Uh oh! Rimuru suddenly comes into your world in which you thought it was a very good cosplay until he started convincing you! What should you do? Should you believe him?

Note:Since Rimuru won the poll and I already had a new idea that was on my mind for a few days, so I thought why not make it already? So here it is!

Let's start with a flashback first...

You were just chilling in your bed watching a new anime that your best friend recommended, you thought it was gonna be very cheesy because of its name 'That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime' but as soon you watched it by the first few episodes, well you immediately became intrigued. As soon you finished the anime, you immediately started reading the manga/Light Novel since you wanted to know more but you well somehow ended up falling in love with a certain slime boy in the anime and his name was Rimuru Tempest you couldn't help it, he caught your attention during watching the anime and reading the manga.

Now let us move to the present...

7:00a.m

Beep!...Beep!

An alarm suddenly rings disturbing the peaceful silence and slumber of a girl with the name of [Name] [L/N], she reached out and tried to turn off the alarm that was ringing rather very loudly. The alarm became silent of it's loud ringings, [Name] sat up and began stretching her arms with a yawn.

"Huh..."

You looked at your alarm it was already 7:01, you then remembered the convention you were supposed to go and so you stood up rubbing your eyes gently while walking down the hallway then to the bathroom.

A shout bursts out from the bathroom and you panicked as soon you saw your reflection in the bathroom mirror.

"WHAT THE?! My hair is messier than ever!"

The shower curtains were immediately opened by you rather aggressively. . .

[Name] soon finished her bath, and changed into some adorable dress. You know those coquette outfits that you see on the internet? Yes you were wearing those because you got invited in a tea party by your dear best friend, you accepted since you have been attending plenty of tea parties but the party doesn't start until 9:30a.m so you still had time to visit the convention and maybe buy some merch too.

"Alright! Let's just cover the outfit with a cape to avoid those creepy guys."

At the Convention Event Center...

You reached the event center which was obviously crowded since it was Saturday, you looked on your phone to see the time and it was 7:30.

"Already?! Time sure flies fast.."

You then entered tha Artist Alley, you saw a lot of nrw artists in that place and also the old ones who are currently selling their arts. You passed the Alley then moved to the merch section, there were a tons and tons of merch ranging from Demon Slayer, MHA, and many more but one stall cuaght your eye—it was a TENSURA merch stall, it was rare but you found one on this convention so you took the opportunity to buy some and maybe start a collection.

You finished buyibg the merchandise you didn't have on your collection, you chuckled as you held two bags of merch.

"Well! And soon my collection is complete!—Wait...is that a Rimuru cosplay?"

A really familiar blue hair caught your eyes and a outfit really similar to his Demon Lord clothing—You approached the 'cosplayer' and started complimenting them.

"Hey! You know that's a really good cosplay! It's almost like the real deal!"

"Huh? But I am the real Rimuru Tempest—"

"Haha! You're hilarious but fictional characters aren't real, after all they are just from an anime that is just fictional."

You laughed as he said that he was the real Rimuru Tempest, He looked at you like you were crazy until he started speaking again.

"I'm telling you! I am Rimuru Tempest! Look, I'll even transform into my slime form to prove it!"

Your laughter died down as soon he said that he will transform into his slime form.

'That can't be right? All characters are just fictional. He's just crazy...calm down [Name]...'

"I am indeed real, in fact I came here to look for you."

Note: Don't worry this isn't the end! I'll make part 2 as promised! Do be patient and wait for it!

[harshugs]

7:30a.m.

[theflowergothic]

P.s the Piquets are gone, granny immediately went to Paris and Max is probably going to Australia on monday...//

Kelly left Monaco on Wednesday evening to go to Paris.

Max left Monaco on Thursday morning 7:30a.m. to go to the factory in MK and in the evening to Milan until Friday evening.

The Piquets left Monaco on Friday morning before 6:00a.m. to catch an early flight from Nice to Madrid > Sao Paolo.

And in the meantime P is watching it in silence all from her room. Very sad. This makes me cry as a mother. How on earth will K take care of a second child while she neglected the first one since birth?! She can't live without being in the spotlights, even not when she is 38 weeks pregnant and flying all the way to Paris what is forbidden in Europe when you are 38 weeks pregnant! Disgusting!

[mountainthrills]

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Price per person per flight: Short (7-12 mins)   :  Rs.3800/- including video and gypsy ride till take off point

Long (20-30 mins)  :  Rs.5800/- including video

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Suitable Flying timing in winters : 8:30a.m. - 3:30p.m.

Weight Capacity: Min.   - 40 Kg. Max.  - 95 Kg.

[linoyan]

me setting up my alarm at 7:30A.M: 🤪🤪

(i turned it off and woke up at 11am)

[lom-journal]

Monday November 11/24 -Sex tomorrow

2T’s + pink 7:30a.m. (Done) 3T’s only noon but- 1:30 p.m.instead (done),3 T’s +pink 5:00 p.m. bedtime andT’s thru the night!

Peter went to the Superstore and now home at 8:15 a.m. around there! Steve is coming at 9:30 for coffee ☕️ and a visit! Steve stayed until 10:25 a.m. Peter said he wants to go for a run this morning ? I had 2Poops 💩💩One before and 1 during Steve’s visit! Peter left for his run on the Greenway over by the New Costco and the Keg restaurant! He say’s about an hour ! Left at 10:49 a.m. I had another good poop 💩 while Peter was running! No sex today tomorrow instead! We are hanging out at the bus! 🚌 The weather is not great it keeps on trying to Rain ☔️!

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[nicolerrichie]

Nicole Richie interviewed by Wall Street Journal, April 29 2024

It has been over 20 years since “The Simple Life” first aired on Fox, but Nicole Richie remains one of the most indelible reality TV stars. On the show, which ran from 2003-2007, Richie and her close friend Paris Hilton left behind their glamorous lives as L.A. socialites to live on farms and in trailer parks. They quickly became known for their troublemaking and humorous antics.

Now, Richie, 42, is once again bringing a charmingly madcap presence to our screens. She plays a heightened version of a powerful boss as seen through a teenager’s eyes in this spring’s remake of “Don’t Tell Mom the Babysitter’s Dead.” Her character, Rose Lindsey, played by Joanna Cassidy in the 1991 original, unknowingly hires a 17-year-old as her assistant, and high-jinks ensue.

Off-screen, Richie, who works as creative director of her accessories line, House of Harlow 1960, mostly keeps a lower profile. She lives in Beverly Hills with her family, enjoys nature walks and begins every day at 5:30a.m., before everyone else in her house wakes up. She’s also at work developing a horror comedy. She writes in her bathroom in the mornings before going downstairs to feed her animals, which includes dogs, cats, chickens and turtles. “I should start this interview off by saying I am a Virgo,” she said, “so routines are very heavy in my life.”

Richie, who was born in Berkeley, Calif., lives with her husband, the musician Joel Madden, and their children, Harlow, 16, and Sparrow, 14. Here she discusses the scariest scary movie villain and what she’s learned from her dad, Lionel Richie.

What time do you get up on Mondays, and what’s the first time you do after waking up? I get up at 5:30a.m. every morning. I’m an early bird. The first thing I do is brush my teeth and then I read. I just finished “James,” by Percival Everett, and I’m going to go ahead and say that it’s the best book of the year, even though we’re in April. It’s going to be an American classic.

How do you like your coffee and breakfast? I drink black coffee. We make coffee here. Mornings are the craziest time in the house, between the hours of 7 and 8:30 it’s a big rush, so that’s why I wake up at 5:30, just so I can have time by myself. On Sunday, I do some baked goods, muffins or banana bread or something like that, so that everyone can just grab something and go.

What do you do for exercise? I do a combination of Pilates and circuit training three times a week.

Did you influence what your character, a fashion executive, wears in “Don’t Tell Mom the Babysitter’s Dead?” I did have a hand in what Rose wore, knowing that every time you look at Rose, you’re looking at her through the lens of a 17-year-old. So thinking about how teenagers look at adults was something that I thought was really important, how they think adults dress. It’s a lot of suits, a lot of bright colors, primary colors, the cherry reds and the cobalt blues—what looks like an intimidating outfit to a teenager.

What would you say is the most Virgo thing about you? I’m a list-maker. I’m a receipts-keeper. By receipts, I don’t only mean grocery receipts, I mean emotional receipts. I’m a homebody who probably doesn’t come off as a homebody all the time. RuPaul said it best. He describes himself as an introvert disguised as an extrovert, and that’s something that really hit home with me. I’m always on time. I’m actually a little bit early because I don’t want anyone to call me and ask me where I am.

Would you ever write another novel? I would, but I used a ghostwriter for the first two. If I ever wrote another book, I would write it myself.

What’s the most important thing you’ve learned about things like stage presence and confidence from your dad, Lionel Richie? He is somebody who is very present. He looks people in the eye, he listens to people, he says hi to everybody and really makes people feel seen.

As one of the very first stars of reality TV, how do you feel about how the genre has evolved? Something that was so cool about doing “The Simple Life” was that it really didn’t have much to do with our daily lives. It was about us leaving our lives for 30 days and going and living other people’s lives. So I always was able to maintain a sense of intimacy and privacy within my own daily life. But I do enjoy “Vanderpump Rules,” just like the rest of ’em.

What do your children say about your iconic early 2000s style? My daughter asked if I had any of my Juicy [Couture] tracksuits that I could give to her. She was devastated when I told her those were long gone.

What’s the secret to a happy marriage? Well, I’m in the middle of a “Scandal” rewatch and Joel came in the room last night and tried to make me change it mid-episode, so we’re going through a bit of a rough patch.

Good luck getting through it. Things are tense. I would say you’ve got to let your spouse watch the shows they watch.

What’s one thing you delegate to your assistant, and what’s one thing you have to do yourself? Anything that requires anything online is something that I simply cannot do. I make all my own appointments.

Do you have any hobbies or habits that might surprise your fans? I love to spend time with my animals, my chickens. I love cooking for my family. I like to watch ’90s erotic thrillers and romantic comedies. I love to watch horror movies all year long.

Do you have a favorite of all time? Emotionally, I’m the most connected to “A Nightmare on Elm Street,” because that’s the one I grew up on. To this day, I’m still afraid of Freddy Krueger. That’s the one character that I’m definitely afraid of.

Do you have something you consider your most prized possession? My bobby pins. I don’t go anywhere without them. I have curly hair.

What do you like to splurge on? I don’t know if this is a splurge per se, but I like to go to the store to get books. It makes such a difference. And there are certain things from Erewhon. For a mom with two teens on-the-go all the time, they really do package their fruits and vegetables in a way that’s very grab-and-go.

And is there anywhere you like to pinch pennies? I have swap meets that I go to to get my T-shirts, down jackets, jean jackets.

I saw on “Jimmy Fallon” that you used to name your pet rats after “90210” actors. Do you still do thematic animal naming like that? Not after shows, but they do have very colorful names. It’s a combination of my whole family naming them. The most recent addition to our family is our cat Lavender Bumblebee. I named her myself actually. No one agreed to it, but it’s very much her, so I’m glad I stuck to it.

What’s one piece of advice you’ve gotten that’s guided you? One lesson that my mom taught me is you should never leave the house without lotion on. I was very shocked as I got older and found out some of my friends, my husband included, just walk out of the house with no lotion on. It sends chills up my body. I would never in a million years think about doing something like that. It’s scarier than Freddy Krueger.

[aklegaladvisors]

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WEEK 4 OF MY DAILY BASIS

HI GUYS IT'S ME AGAIN FRANCY, SO THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED IN MY WEEK.

On Monday, It's our second day of intrams. What I did was cook our breakfast and around 6am the people from Calabanga and Del Gallego arrived here at the SPJ school, and when there were a lot of people we entered the court to gather for the parade to be held but no I joined because I was ordered to sell because it was a waste to sell, that's why I ask for help from the S.A to bring the goods inside the court. At around 9 am the games such as volleyball, tag of war, chinese garter and basketball started, and I was part of the basketball women and unexpectedly we won, and at night the Mr. and Mrs. Intramurals started and many other events happened and that event ended around 11pm so I went back to the room to sleep.

Tuesday, the last day of our Intramurals, I woke up early with pain in my body, so I immediately took medicine, so the pain in my body disappeared. And around 10 am our game started which is the basketball women and we won again so we will play for the championship, and after we rested for 15 minutes the basketball game for the championship started and while playing we felt I was very tired and was accompanied by an asthma attack, but it was okay because it wasn't bad and we were winning again and we were the women's basketball champion. And when the intramurals were over, the people went home, and we also went home to Naga.

Wednesday back to normal, when I woke up in the morning my body was really sore as if I couldn't stand or walk anymore that's why I just lay down but I remembered that I had a lot of laundry to do so I had no choice but to wash even though my body hurt because I'm going back to Tinambac the next day, I won't have any clothes to use.

Thursday, I didn't realize that it was already 6:00a.m. so I rushed to take care of my things because I was going back to Tinambac, and I left home around 7:30a.m. and while I was going to Tinambac I had I brought spaghetti because ate Malou said I should sell there, so I brought the spaghetti to tinambac because it was a waste of sales. And I did arrive at tinambac at 9:45 when I thought no one would buy but it was still sold out. And at 10 am we had class but we didn't have a lesson, our teacher just took 1/4 sheet of paper we listed the contributions we made for the intramural because there were plus points.

Friday, I woke up at 6:40 am, I forgot that I had to leave early because I was going back to Naga, because we didn't have class and because ate Malou was also sending me home, so I immediately packed my things, and I left school without even eating anything. And when I got on the jeep, and I have pogi on the side again hehe, and I got off at the naga terminal, and I took a jeep to Villa Grande because that's where I was staying. And ate Malou and I had a snack of cheesdog and coke to drink.

So that's all that happened in my week, THANKYOUUU.

[francyblogsblog]

WEEK 4 OF MY DAILY BASIS

HI GUYS IT'S ME AGAIN FRANCY, SO THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED IN MY WEEK.

On Monday, It's our second day of intrams. What I did was cook our breakfast and around 6am the people from Calabanga and Del Gallego arrived here at the SPJ school, and when there were a lot of people we entered the court to gather for the parade to be held but no I joined because I was ordered to sell because it was a waste to sell, that's why I ask for help from the S.A to bring the goods inside the court. At around 9 am the games such as volleyball, tag of war, chinese garter and basketball started, and I was part of the basketball women and unexpectedly we won, and at night the Mr. and Mrs. Intramurals started and many other events happened and that event ended around 11pm so I went back to the room to sleep.

Tuesday, the last day of our Intramurals, I woke up early with pain in my body, so I immediately took medicine, so the pain in my body disappeared. And around 10 am our game started which is the basketball women and we won again so we will play for the championship, and after we rested for 15 minutes the basketball game for the championship started and while playing we felt I was very tired and was accompanied by an asthma attack, but it was okay because it wasn't bad and we were winning again and we were the women's basketball champion. And when the intramurals were over, the people went home, and we also went home to Naga.

Wednesday back to normal, when I woke up in the morning my body was really sore as if I couldn't stand or walk anymore that's why I just lay down but I remembered that I had a lot of laundry to do so I had no choice but to wash even though my body hurt because I'm going back to Tinambac the next day, I won't have any clothes to use.

Thursday, I didn't realize that it was already 6:00a.m. so I rushed to take care of my things because I was going back to Tinambac, and I left home around 7:30a.m. and while I was going to Tinambac I had I brought spaghetti because ate Malou said I should sell there, so I brought the spaghetti to tinambac because it was a waste of sales. And I did arrive at tinambac at 9:45 when I thought no one would buy but it was still sold out. And at 10 am we had class but we didn't have a lesson, our teacher just took 1/4 sheet of paper we listed the contributions we made for the intramural because there were plus points.

Friday, I woke up at 6:40 am, I forgot that I had to leave early because I was going back to Naga, because we didn't have class and because ate Malou was also sending me home, so I immediately packed my things, and I left school without even eating anything. And when I got on the jeep, and I have pogi on the side again hehe, and I got off at the naga terminal, and I took a jeep to Villa Grande because that's where I was staying. And ate Malou and I had a snack of cheesdog and coke to drink.

So that's all that happened in my week, THANKYOUUU.