#and then i logged off and slept the day away XD

[bcdrawsandwrites]

Here’s my next entry for @badthingshappenbingo! Just one prompt left after this!

I AM NO LONGER ACCEPTING PROMPTS! The single-bone marks on the card indicate which prompts I have received and am going to write, and I finally have prompts that will earn me a bingo once they’ve been posted (but they’re not posted yet)!

This fic has also been posted to FFN and AO3, so you can check it out on my Assortment of Broken Bones collection on there if you like!

This prompt was suggested by @actingwithportals! I went with a slightly different interpretation, since I don’t really want to hurt Miguel. XD; Hope you enjoy!

Prompt: Outnumbered in a Fight Characters: Miguel, Abel, Abuelita (post-movie, pre-epilogue)

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"Abel?"

Miguel's cousin looked up from his textbook—he was studying for a big test, and Miguel hated to bother him, but he was pretty sure this was going to drive him crazy if he didn't ask for help. "Um... could you... help me with a computer thing?"

Abel made a face, tossing his textbook across the table. "Sure. Can't be worse than studying for history, I guess."

Grinning, Miguel hurried off to the living room where an old computer sat in the corner, a pair of more modern headphones hooked up to it. The latter was a very recent addition, purchased shortly after the music ban was lifted. Before then, their computer had no sound at all—the speakers had immediately been tossed as soon as they'd acquired it. Now that it was equipped with headphones, many of the Riveras had been taking advantage of it... which was the problem.

"Look at this," Miguel said, waving a hand at the monitor as he scrolled through Youtube.

Abel squinted at the monitor. "Okay... What am I looking at?"

"Look, it's all history videos... I think those are from Papá, and... and a few music things I like, but there's also..." Miguel made a face. "Makeup tutorials." He scrolled past several recommendations with particularly atrocious thumbnails—clearly things recommended to their Tía Gloria.

"Huh. So...?"

"Could you... show me how to sign up? So it can recommend me the things I want? I think I'm gonna go crazy if I have to see another makeup tutorial."

"That's all?" Laughing, Abel gently shoved Miguel away from the computer and took a seat. "Sure, if that's what you want. But uh..." He glanced around the family room—no one else was there at the moment. "Don't let anyone know I did this for you, all right? You're kinda slightly too young to sign up."

"Pff, just by a month," Miguel argued.

With that settled, he watched as Abel guided him through making an email address (Miguel chose the name "GuitarraYZapatos05"), and, through there, set him up with an account. "And... there," Abel said, slipping off the stool. "You're all done. Just log off whenever you're done."

"¡Gracias!" Miguel slid back onto the stool, and Abel left him to browse the site.

Eagerly he put the headphones on and typed a song into the search bar—he'd known how to navigate the website for some time now, even before the ban had lifted, thanks to his friends showing him videos on occasion when he visited their houses. It was a lot nicer to be able to do it whenever he wanted—looking up songs he'd heard in the plaza and watching videos of people playing them. It was a great way to learn to play the songs, since he'd taught himself to do it by sight. Not to mention, he was discovering a lot of new songs this way (though he sheepishly had to skip over songs every so often—ones he was pretty sure if Abuelita ever heard the lyrics to, she would re-ban music... or at least computers, anyway).

For a good hour or so Miguel listened to different songs, at first paying attention to the videos, and then simply losing himself to the music, shutting his eyes and letting the next videos autoplay. This worked out fine for a while, but then...

"What color is the sky, ay mi amor, ay mi amor!"

Miguel jumped back, nearly tipping backwards off his stool, headphones going askew as his heart hammered in his chest. Even then, he could still hear the familiar voice, and the face on the screen was...

It was a friendly looking face, singing on a stage in front of many adoring fans. Occasionally the man would stoop down to sing a particular line to a girl in the audience, who would swoon over him as he winked. But the last time Miguel saw that face, saw that person, he hadn't looked nearly so friendly.

You're not going anywhere!

He could still feel himself held up by the front of his shirt, yanked closer as the eyes of the man—the one who had once been his hero—glared poison into him.

I am the one who is willing to do what it takes to seize my moment... whatever it takes.

"The loco that you make me, it is just un poco crazy!"

The fact that both the terrifying skeleton in his memory and the friendly-looking man in the video were the same person made Miguel feel sick, panicked, and very, very angry. Frantically he clicked several times on the screen to get the video to pause, and scrolled away so he didn't have to look at the man's face anymore. He wrapped his arms around his stomach, shuddering, wishing he could make the memory go away. If anyone deserved to be forgotten, it was Ernesto de la Cruz.

Once the panicked pounding of his heart finally calmed, he looked back at the screen. At first he'd thought that he should sign off for now—that was certainly enough videos for the day, and he felt like playing the real versions of his Papá Héctor's songs so he could get Ernesto's voice out of his head. But then something caught his eye, something he hadn't been paying attention to until now:

OMG, I love Ernesto! he's so flirty here lol

73 people got a bell dropped on their head

this is my favorite DLC song! he has so many good ones though, what a legend

I still have this one on a record. Ernesto himself signed the sleeve! It's my prized possession.

Comments—hundreds of comments, nearly all of them praising Ernesto for his looks, for what a great person he was, for "his" songwriting talent. Miguel felt his face flush in anger as he read more and more of them, all of these people who thought that Ernesto was the songwriting genius, and not his Papá Héctor...!

A part of him recalled that it had only been a month since Dia de Muertos, and the word hadn't gotten out to everyone yet, but it didn't make him feel any less angry. Seeing all of these people praise the man who had killed his great-great-grandfather and then tried to kill him not once, but twice was unbearable.

Unable to stand all the positive comments directed at this man, Miguel quickly found where he could leave a comment of his own, and began typing (a slow process with one finger—he hadn't learned to type properly yet):

Ernesto is the worst musician!! He stole all his songs! Theyre not his! Hes not a real musician!!!

Still fuming, he hit the reply button, and sat back on his stool. One comment probably wouldn't do a whole lot against the hundreds of people fawning over Ernesto here, but he'd thought it might make him feel better to say something.

A notification popped up at the bottom of his screen—someone had... replied to his comment?

Lol, what? Chill out. I'm sorry you don't like the greatest musician of all time.

What? No, that wasn't...! Frustrated, Miguel typed up another reply: Hes not!!! Hes a fraud!!! Hes not a real musician at all!

To his surprise, even more comments came in, this time from several people within moments of each other:

sure, Ernesto is a fraud, just like Elvis, right?

you!!! need to use more!!!! exclamation points!!!!!!

lmfao did you create this account just to troll a DLC video uploaded 7 years ago?

Great, now everyone was making fun of him... but it wasn't funny—Ernesto really did steal all of his songs, and... He shook his head—this wasn't fair. He typed up another reply to the thread (making sure to use fewer exclamation points, if they were going to make fun of him for it): Im telling the truth! He stole all his music from my greatgreat grandpa. He wrote all the songs Ernesto sang including this one.

OMG. OMGGGGG.

no actually dcl is my great great uncle and he told me hmself he wrote all these songs and that if I ever met youtube user ""guitarrayzapatos05" i should tell him that he screwed ur mom

Guys I think this is a kid......

Geez I always hear people say they're related to DLC (wouldn't be surprised, the man supposedly slept around like a rabbit) but this is the first I've heard someone say he stole from their relative. We've got a new nutjob conspiracy theory, fellas.

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Miguel wasn't entirely sure what some of this stuff meant, but he did know all these people were mocking him, and with every new reply he felt the anger build in his chest, though his cheeks also felt hot with embarrassment—why was everyone ganging up on him like this? Your all making fun of me! But Im telling the truth!! Ernesto is a bad person and a bad musician! He really did steal from my greatgerat Grandpa!!

He stole from my greatgerat Grandpa too.

Lol how long do you plan to keep this up kid?

Listen, if DLC really did steal his music, we would have heard about it by now. He died almost a century ago. You don't think people haven't looked into this?

he ded 75 years ago moron

omg do u ever shut up

At least one person was being civil with him, but even then they were wrong. Still, Miguel had no idea what to say—his family was still fighting to get this case to the news, but with Mamá Coco having recently passed and his baby sister nearly here, they hadn't had a lot of time to work on it. But maybe he could bring something else up. He typed as fast as he could, tears stinging at the corners of his eyes:

I know he stole it! I found out when I went to the Land of the Dea—

The screen went dark.

Miguel sat there for a moment, stunned, before he heard a slobbery chomping noise coming from beneath the desk. Looking down, he spotted a familiar tail poking out near his stool. "Dante!" he cried, hopping down to yank the dog away.

As he suspected, the power cord was in the dog's mouth, and he was chewing on it lazily.

He was normally used to Dante getting in the way of things, but he felt angrier than normal at the dog. "No! No! Bad dog!" he cried, and swatted Dante on the nose.

The dog whined, immediately dropping the cord and squirming away from Miguel's grasp.

"S-stupid dog, wha'd you do that for? I was just trying to tell them about—!"

"What's going on in here?"

Both Miguel and Dante turned around to see Abuelita hurrying into the room. "I-it's nothing, Abuelita," Miguel said, and frantically wiped at his face.

Abuelita crossed her arms, looking from Miguel, to Dante, to the computer. "Nothing, huh! Is that computer box giving you trouble?"

"I—no, it's... it's not that..." He winced as Dante licked at his face and pushed him away.

"Don't give me that. It must be something, if it's got you so upset."

Abel's voice came from the hallway: "Ummm... did something happen?" Stepping into the room, he blinked at the monitor. "Huh, why's it—WOAH!" Quickly he got down on his hands and knees, grabbing the partially-chewed power cord and plugging it back in. Hitting the "on" button on the machine, he heaved a sigh of relief when the computer began to boot up again. "Geez, I thought you'd broken it."

"Oh, is that all?" Abuelita chuckled. "See, it's fine, mijo."

Dante looked up at the computer and barked at it, and Miguel frowned, using the stool to push himself back up to his feet. He rubbed the heel of his hand into his eyes. "Yeah, I... guess."

"Wait... what did you do on there?" Abel asked, suddenly worried. He quickly glanced from Abuelita and back to Miguel, biting his lip.

Sighing, Miguel, wrapped his arms around himself. "I just... saw some dumb people talking... about de la Cruz," he mumbled.

"Ugh, that man?" Abuelita said, shaking her head. Miguel wondered if she realized she said it in the exact same way she used to refer to Papá Héctor.

"People talking about... oooh, you read the comments, didn't you?" Abel asked, and laughed. "Never read the comments, Miguel!"

Feeling his chest constrict, Miguel balled his hands into fists and held them at his side, glaring at his primo. "It's not that! They were—they were talking about how great de la Cruz was, and—and when I told them he wasn't great, he was a thief, they... they just made fun of me!"

"¡¿Qué?!" Abuelita shouted, then shot an accusatory glare at the monitor. "I will not have people mocking my grandson! Where are they?"

"No, no, Abuelita, it's not like that." For a moment it looked like Abel would laugh again, but he saw how serious Miguel was about this, and frowned. "Well... they don't know yet, Miguel."

"But I tried to tell them!" Miguel swung out his hands, and Dante whimpered, butting his head against Miguel's leg. "I—I tried to tell them that they were wrong, but they just... kept making fun of me. And there were so many of them! I just..." Finally he brought his arms down, grasping his right wrist in his left hand and staring down at the floor. "I just felt like I was all alone."

Feeling his Abuelita's arm wrap around his shoulders, Miguel looked up to see her looking at him seriously. "You're not alone, mijo," she said. "Every single one of us here in this family are standing right behind you. We know the truth about Papá Héctor and that man now, and we won't stop fighting until the whole world knows."

"Y... you mean it?" he asked, hope creeping into his heart again.

"Absolutely. He is family, and we won't give up on him."

A huge smile spread across his face as he wrapped both arms around his abuelita, hugging her. "Gracias, Abuelita."

Laughing, Abuelita returned his hug with a bone-crushing one of her own, squeezing around his back until he was left gasping for air. "Now go have fun, mijo, and don't worry about what the people on that computer box say. They'll understand soon enough!" With that, she happily walked back toward the kitchen to start on dinner, leaving Miguel and his cousin alone.

Abel shifted on his feet, glancing from the computer to Miguel before giving an awkward laugh. "I, uh... know we went through the trouble of setting up a Youtube account for you, but uh... maybe you should stick to Spotify."

[staytheb]

Babe, Wake Up

Pairing: GOT7′s Mark x OC [Lynn] Genre: slice of life, slight fluff Word Count: 1,535 Summary: Mark just wanted to hang out with his girlfriend. The only problem was that she was fast asleep when he arrives at her home to take her out. What's a boyfriend to do? Wake up his slumbering princess of course! Or will try to in his case.

Warning: none except it hasn’t been proof-read since it was last shared 4 years ago~

this scenario actually happened in real life with my sister and a friend, but i just tweaked it to fit the fanfiction world better xD other than that, because of my sister i wrote a lot of MT stories. gosh this guy, but oh well, a fic is a fic! anyways, happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

Lynn was deeply asleep when her brother, Kent, tried to wake her up to notify Lynn that her boyfriend, Mark, was here. Lynn didn't budge at all. The only reason on why she was in such a deep sleep was because of the past few days and also last night. Due to work and school back to back for the past few days, Lynn barely managed to squeeze in nine hours of sleep time. Last night, she and her co-worker were setting up a game for an event at their work that was happening in a couple of days. She didn't go to bed until three hours ago. So Lynn was pretty much dead tired and her body needed to rest. Lynn knew that today was her day off and so she planned to sleep in. It was why she gave no response either, despite the many methods Kent and Mark tried on her.

Kent called Lynn's name a bunch of times, but no response. He even shook her, but still she remained still and silent as a log. Kent grabbed her foot and tugged on it, but Lynn was still unresponsive. Kent played with her toes and even tickled the under part of her foot, yet Lynn remained still. Kent gave Mark a helpless look and patted him on the shoulder before walking out of Lynn's room for her boyfriend to deal with his sister. Mark let out a sigh as he attempted to wake up his slumbering princess.

First he sweetly called her by her name. Nothing. Next he tried to pat her awake, still nothing. After that, Mark shook Lynn while calling her name. He got nothing. He did it harder, putting a little more force, but Lynn was not disturbed. She continued to sleep on without a care to her boyfriend's existence. Mark didn't want to do this, but he wanted his girlfriend to notice him. He hadn't gotten the chance to be with her because of her busy schedule and his own as well. So he thought that today they could at least spend together since the both of them were free. Anyways, Mark went with it and hoped that she wouldn't be too upset. Mark yelled in her ear while forcibly shaking her back and forth with much vigor. After a few seconds, Mark thought he had succeeded in waking up Lynn. He was wrong. It had no effect, and Lynn continued her deep slumber.

Mark let out a defeated sigh, but he didn't want to give up just yet. His last attempt was by jumping on her bed and calling out her name. In the end, he just exhausted himself as he collapsed onto the bed beside his still sleeping girlfriend. After catching his breath, Mark rose from Lynn's bed and looked down at her with a pout. He pondered on what to do next, but he didn't want to do anything that was too drastic. He could dump water on her, but that was a little too mean since he knew she'll murder him. If not that, Lynn would beat the crap out of him, even if he was her boyfriend. The same idea with pouring ice on her, too, came to mind, but he knew the result would be the same as well as the one before it. So in the end, Mark decided to just send her a text message in which he hoped they would eventually hang out later that day.

Just as Mark sent the text and was about to leave, he heard her phone dinged indicating she received his message. He then turned to face his girlfriend when he heard her rustling in her bed. Unbeknownst to Lynn, Mark watched her as she stirred awake to check her phone. Mark let out an unbelievable scoff as his girlfriend instantly woke up to the sound of her phone's ringtone. After all the attempts to wake her, this soft sound woke her up eventually. He let out another scoff when he saw his girlfriend check her message and shut the case of her phone and went back to sleep.

"Unbelievable." Mark let out with a twitch in his right eye. "So unbelievable."

With his jaws set, he marched over to his girlfriend's bed, jumped up in the air, and fell on top of her while glomping her. Lynn stirred again as she wondered who it was that was hugging her and knocked the wind out of her. She tried to remove the covers, but the person atop of her prevented her from doing so.

"Get off of me." Lynn ordered the person.

"No." Mark defied her.

Lynn raised an eyebrow and she instantly became slightly awake. She wondered who's voice was that since he didn't sound like any of her brothers. "Who's there?"

Mark rolled his eyes incredulously at his girlfriend. He didn't say anything as he hugged her tighter.

"Get off of me, who ever you are." Lynn then tried to push the person off of her, but she was unsuccessful. "Ugh, get off brat."

"How can you call your boyfriend a brat?" Mark asked her with a pout that she couldn't see.

"Mark?" Lynn asked curiously? "Is that you?"

"No freaking duh. Who else would it be?"

"One of my brothers."

"Besides them."

"Whatever. Get off of me."

"I don't want to."

"Stop being such a baby." Lynn tried pushing her boyfriend off of her, but she was unsuccessful.

Mark continued to lie on top of his girlfriend without a thought of getting off of her. "This is the thanks I get for trying to wake you up so that I can see the face of my lovely girlfriend after how many days of not seeing her?"

"Yeah it is." She deadpanned. "I want to sleep. Go away and come back later."

"No, babe. Wake up now."

"Mark."

"Lynn."

"You're so annoying."

"I tried to wake you up for the last hour and a half. You didn't even budge until I texted you! What's up with that?!"

"Really?"

Lynn then was able to move the covers off of her to stare up at her boyfriend who replied with a pout still on his face. "Yes."

Lynn let out a chuckle as she shook her head. "I didn't know. I'm sorry."

"That's not good enough."

"Well, what do you want me to do? I barely slept at all this week and was planning on sleeping in today. Thank you very much."

"Play with me." Mark pleaded.

She shot him a weird look. "What are you? A dog?"

"No, I'm your boyfriend."

Lynn turned over despite Mark's weight still on top of her as she tried to fall back asleep. "Ugh, go play with one of my brothers. I'm sure one of them is playing video games right now or eating. Or doing both."

"Lynnnnnn." He cutely pouted which didn't work since Lynn was not facing him. "Babe, wake up."

"No, Mark. I want to sleep and sleep I shall get."

"Is sleeping more important than your boyfriend?"

"At this moment, yes it is."

Mark's jaws dropped at his girlfriend's honestly. "That's cold, Lynn. So cold."

"Don't care." Lynn sing-song as she was slowly getting back into her sleeping mode. "Wake me up in like five hours."

"I can't wait that long."

"Yeah you can. You're a big boy now. Goodnight." She sang the last part as she was about to knock out again.

Mark rolled off of her and lie next to her instead. He pouted in defeat as he stared up at her ceiling. He couldn't believe that she chose sleep over him. Mark then felt the covers being placed on top of him with Lynn facing him but still had her eyes closed.

"Nap with me, or go home, or go hang out with my brothers." She told him as she snuggled a little closer to him. "It's your choice."

Mark pondered a bit and let out a final sigh. "Fine. If this is the only way I get to spend time with you, then I might as well take advantage of it." He then smiled slyly. "At least we get to cuddle." And with that, Mark fully turned his body towards her and wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her closer to him. "Maybe this isn't so bad after all." He then kissed her on the forehead before shutting his eyes. "Goodnight, Lynn."

Lynn rolled her eyes behind her closed eyelids, but smile nevertheless. "Goodnight, Mark."

Mark then realized something as his eyes opened. "What if your parents walk in?"

"Then you can explain it to them since I'll be sleeping." Lynn chuckled as she then turned over so her back was facing him now.

"Babe, that's so not cool." Mark let out as he stared at the back of her head. "Babe?" He then heard her lightly snoring. He blew out a puff of air. "I should have texted her before coming over." He let out a sigh before closing his eyes and pulling her even closer to him to cuddle better with a small smile. "Well, at least I get to cuddle you for five hours."

[due4amiracle]

Day 351

i forgot yesterday was Mario day. Mario day was post day 350. Blessings. Annnyways.

Listo:

Laundry/cleaning, Reading, Dailies, Vamp shiz, Watching.

Laundry/cleaning - Picked up a few things here and there, also scrubbed the floor a little where some kind of color thing had gotten wet and stained the floor. Fixed that~! ✔

Reading things - - Ok, real talk. One of the holds that i’ve had sitting around for a little while? Yea. i just today realized this was book four of a series - that i haven’t read any of. So. Sigh. Book 1 is now on hold. Sigh. Sitting at 3 holds, #2 on 1 copy on two of them, #1 on 1 copy on the other. Technically also on hold for book 1 at another library, which is #3 on 4 copies. So. Shrug. - Crowbones by Anne Bishop 100%! 5🌟*stares off into the distance* i love this book with my entire soul. i love this series. i love this author. i crave more. i know, logistically, at this point - that is impossible. However. i. crave. more. Whew. i kept having to slow my roll and not plow through the book even faster, because Anne is a delightful evil woman who ends 80% of her chapters with delightful, evil little cliffhangers. And i needed to know what the fuck was going on. i pieced a few things together, before the end, but not everything. And that’s wonderful. What a viciously delightful book. This was also book 50 for the year. Perfection. - The Girl Who Fell Beneath the Sea by Axie Oh 9%! This is a hold that came in, today i think. It is a book inspired by Spirited Away and Korean mythology - i am all about this! - Manhwa: Survive as the Hero’s Wife 2 chapters of this read Nope🚫! UwU♡ ✔✔🚫

Dailies - - Waifu Did mah dailies! Also, level 40/50 BP now~! AND! Tree lvl 26/50! Also! 16/39 max friendship namecards acquired! (Not everyone is my friend yet, stop fucking shaming me oml i can only roll so much! xD) New MONTH! new weeklies! ♡ω♡. ✔ - FFXIV did mah dailies~ MSQ +0 -> 74, BTN +0 -> 80, CUL +0 -> 80, WVR +0 -> 80, GSM +0 -> 77, FSH +0 -> 65, MIN +0 -> 74, ALC +0 -> 69, LTW +0 -> 65, ARM +0 -> 65, CRP +0 -> 64, BSM +0 -> 65. Vath 0/0 Rank 8/9 Bloodsworn, Vanu 1650/1730 Rank 7/9 Sworn, Moggles 300/1730 Rank 7/9 Sworn. 5 MSQ quests. Just started Securing the Saltery. Did not play today. Not sure when i will again. Something something Squeenix president supporting NFT’s and that’s trash something. 🚫 - Cozy Grove - Doot doot continuing to scout along! Scout rank 15/17! (43/47 spirit logs left until rank 16) ♡ω♡ ✔

my fifth max friendship! Lee Berry Dennings ♡ω♡  - Pokémon Legends: Arceus - Star 7/10 get! 107 caught, 65 max level research pages~ Did some questing, and some gathering of bags~! ✔

UwU♡ ✔🚫✔✔

Vamp shiz - 0 words written! Up to 9511. 1687 words for pt6. Always the grind for the next part - but none today. Nope🚫

Watching things - - Konohana Kitan episode 1&2! Nope🚫 - Unsleeping City 2 episode 9 done! Nope 🚫

Other things - Tarot draw - Breathe in, breathe out. The Emperor, Ace of Pentacles, Tower. Oh. So much positivity - and then Tower. But! Granted. The Tower comes first, sure it was drawn last, but it comes first. Some kind of chaos, upheaval - maybe my result of my sleep study? - and then success. Some kind of calculated risks taken - perhaps Sir's new phone he snagged to do offerwalls? - and then success, wholeness, prosperity, material and spiritual alignment. The Tower comes first, i can feel it in my bones. Tower and the risks. It’ll be ok. It feels right and ok.

Other than that - it is snowing like holy shit. We’re supposed to get 4-5 inches accumulation? Bitch i was 70 degrees like 2 days ago wtf. Whew.

Hopefully, once i’ve gotten this blasted sleep study done, and gotten some answers, i can... get back to things. Watching things. Writing things. Ugh. Whatever. It was a day. i slept decently. Took another naughty pill last night. Going to do the whole weekend. It’ll be nice. i’m sleepy now. Pain was middling-high - migraine and oh gods the cold hurts us precious - and my brain was hyperfocus books go brr!

Food: A Liquid: A Pain: C Brain: B

Tomorrow: Laundry/cleaning, Reading, Dailies, Vamp shiz, Watching.

Ever Onwards and Upwards!

[pldonthestreetsrdminthesheets]

Exhausted but happy-ish...

Gonna put it under the cut because it talks about today’s housing stuff and how much of a dick I am.  I know there are some people that follow me will say I’m part of the problem SE has with housing, but I kinda don’t care(?) because I managed to accomplish one of my personal goals.  So if you’d rather sit and complain that I’m part of/an issue, I just…don’t want to deal with it, so just skip this post - I just want to share what happened and my journey to a Large home.

So progressively through my gaming, I’ve been building up to eventually one day own a Mansion.  Yes, I know, Mansions/Larges should very well be for FCs and individuals shouldn’t have a need for a house that big - even I have stated that, but progressively, through my gaming, I can at least say that if someone started from the bottom (nothing to a small home - apartments didn’t exist when I started) and progressively worked their way up could feel accomplished once one achieved such a goal to hold possession of a large home.  I started with a small when I was able to purchase land - I was so excited, then moved to a Medium in two different places upon becoming a huge crafter, working for my gil (for the small I had some lucky sales from stuff my retainer would bring back and a little help from a now former friend who was paid back promptly once I had the gil).  Then Shirogane came to be, and I had found a new dream plot upon gaining the capability (and gil) to mange getting a Large.  I tried when housing was first brought to SB (friends cheering me on knowing I had worked hard to get the gil) but failed miserably; however, I still had my dream plot Medium in the Lavender Beds.  It was fine, it happens, so I still held onto my gil, knowing that a house would either eventually demo or new wards would open up…today was that day new wards would come to be, and I could again try my luck.  Though I worried because I wasn’t sure relocating actually worked, so if I couldn’t get my personal, I’d end up moving the FC to the Large instead - one of the discords I’m in reassured me that I’d be able to move my personal…the waiting game was on.

I planned everything just like I did when Shirogane was first released - 50 million gil on my person, switched to ninja, had my busy macro as well as sprint ready upon log in, standing near the aetheryte in the FC’s ward…even spoke to another to avoid the ward they were going to try to move their FC house to.  The closer it got to 5 am EST, the antsier I became because there was no patch download - I’ve had issues downloading patches in the past…so fear I’d miss out was there (that’s the only reason I stay up on ‘important’ patch days - usually housing patches).  4:59 am hit, and I managed to log in, but, with everyone trying to log in as well, the lobby crashed, so I had to be quick to try to log in again - this same thing happened to me when Shirogane first came to be.  Logging in again, I got into queue, 165 - I knew I had a slim chance as my first attempt at the first release had me at over 300 in queue (where no mediums were left, but my friend had managed to get in with that number and snagged 2 mediums - one for his personal and one for his FC).  I kept hitting refresh, wanting my number to go down faster, but one click had me moved to the actual loading screen - I thought it was going to kick me again…it was the longest 30 seconds (if not longer) I had to sit through, shaking and panicking.

The minute I could see my toon, I clicked the porter - went to the newest ward’s page and saw both plots I was hoping for taken, I didn’t even bother with Ward 14 and instead went to Ward 15 - the ward I was first going to attempt in the first place.  Plot 30 was taken, but I immediately swapped to the subdivision page, plot 60 was still open.  Now, my load times are terrible, and I probably should have ridden a mount to the plot, but I had what aetheryte I needed to use, and I clicked on it - I had no idea if, by the time I got there, the plot would be taken.  Ported, saw 5 different people standing at the sign, one with busy up, others just standing around it - no doubt it was taken.  But curiosity got the better of me, I selected it - it was still up for grabs!  I wasted no time, selected purchase, selected relocate personal home, and I saw on my screen a few seconds later “Relocation Complete!”  I was shaking and in tears - I had accomplished my long time gaming goal of owning a Large, and it was a Large in my dream spot.  I knew at any time I was clicking the purchase sequence that someone else could have done the same thing I did or had been in the process of completing it.  Nothing was said by the others standing by the sign, another had even walked up as well - only assuming they saw that the plot was taken even though the home had yet to actually transfer and be visually ‘built’ on my screen, but even I was prepared to have to rebuy my housing permit, reskin the home…but thankfully, it all carried over.

Now, having my new home, I started to think that I should move my FC - even though I held my personal home in the Lavender Beds, my FC was in Shirogane…and I spent all - if not most of my time - in Shirogane at the FC house.  I had gil left over from the move as well as some gil left over in my retainer, and I started thinking that I could just move the FC in front of my new home in the small that’s right down the stairs.  It was a long debate, but I shrugged it off and figured I’d wait to see if the one actual FC mate I have that hops on would want to move in front of my home instead of where we were.  I ended up running Expert to calm my nerves, and a few moments later, the in-game wife piped up in our linkshell - he had overslept/slept through their alarm as they were intent on getting a Large upgrade for their FC.  We started talking about how he could move the the Medium house in my ward, how canonly my business (the FC house) is indeed in front of the wife’s house.  With his move, I’d have to move to the small across the way - that was no problem at all really, I had gil to do such a thing, but since his ‘new home’ would be a bit awkwardly placed, the small FC would have been neighbors instead of in front of the house.  I did make mention that if there was a canon move of the shop, it would be either ending up in front of my house or with and upgrade to a Medium.  He commented that there was still a Medium open besides the plot he was looking into, and I agreed, I would have either gone with the plot he was looking at, or the one he mentioned by the beach (he got protective of the plot he was eyeing for his move, so that one was out).  He asked how much gil I had left over, grabbed what I had left in my retainer, and went to ‘move’ the FC to the Medium by the beach.  I was 6 million gil short of the move - he covered it.  My canon shop grew and got an upgrade.  Of course, him walking away and saying something else had me panicking he didn’t have enough gil for his own move, but a few minutes later, the notification of the shared estate’s move was complete.

Of course, now I have to redecorate everything again, but that’s for another time and going to be a very long process (currently only my front yard is redone and a few things were placed in my home - so it’s closed off as well as the FC until I find time to redecorate).  The only thing that stayed intact was my office in the FC house XD;  But I did fix the chocobo stable, aetheryte, and mailbox at the FC house.

In the end - canonly - Utai, the wife, and his business has officially moved into Shirogane Ward 15 Subdivision.

[marulikestea]

Indochina Trip - Bangkok, Thailand

Last November of 2015 (Yes, two friggin years ago, huhu), my friends and I embarked on an 8-day journey to Indochina. Though we say Indochina, we actually just visited three countries: mainly Thailand, Cambodia and Vietnam. The reason behind this trip, aside from the fact there was a ticket promo from Cebu Pacific Airlines, was because Arlyn and I wanted to experience travelling abroad for the first time. As for me, I’ve always dreamed of going to Cambodia due to their ancient ruins, so having that country as part of our destination was definitely a bonus, as well as an incentive.

Originally, there were five of us who were supposed to be going, but unfortunately, the tickets got sold fast so Denise was only able took three.

So it ended up with only us females. :<  

For the trip planning, we equally divided the task of coming up with an itinerary, wherein each of us had an assigned country to deal with. Mine was Cambodia (naturally), Denise was Thailand, and Vietnam for Arlyn. Since Arlyn and I had no prior experience traveling outside the country, Denise took it upon herself to book our hotels for each country. Aww, thanks so much mommy Denise~ <3

Anyway, since blogging all 3 countries in one go would be a total chore, I decided to discuss each nation separately in the following posts. So for this one, it will only focus on our stay in Thailand adventure. Be warned though, there will be major photodump ahead.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. 

FLIGHT TO THAILAND

Our flight departure was in the evening (9:35pm) but Arlyn and I got to the airport several hours earlier (as commonly practiced). Denise was the last to arrive, lol. 

We had our dinner at Tapa King before going to the waiting area of the terminal.

Took a photo of us at the airport with my old crappy samsung galaxy 1 cellphone. I was black-haired back then. ;P

Our flight got delayed a bit due to various reasons, but we were able to depart eventually. After a few hours in transit, we finally arrived at Bangkok, Thailand.

My flight ticket. :3

Upon our touchdown, we took an airport taxi (200 THB) to drive us to our hotel destination. Since it was already past midnight, there was no traffic at all. So we were able to have a smooth ride while marveling at the city’s night lights.

I must admit, even from the airplane window view during landing, Thailand’s night lights differ so much from Philippines; having more of a white-ish organized glow compared to our yellowish scattered embers. Nevertheless it gave me this alienated but excited sort-of feeling; an emotion that served as further proof that I was no longer home.   

BANGKOK CITY HOTEL

After our long ride from the airport, we finally arrived at Bangkok City hotel. Transaction went rather smoothly, since their staff were well-versed in the English language. So after verifying our reservation, we then checked-in to our room, dumped our luggage on our individually-claimed space and slept like a log for a few hours before our call time at 6:00 am. 

When 6:00 am came, we got ourselves ready for the hotel’s breakfast buffet.

According to Denise, this hotel has been suggested by one of her acquaintances due to its breakfast buffet feature. And evidently enough, when we got to the lobby, almost all the dining tables were already occupied by tourists and other hotel occupants, and the buffet line stretching as far as the table could go.

 After a few minutes of searching for open seats, a table has finally been vacated. Like a hawk, we zeroed in on the spot and secured it for ourselves. We took turns in getting food while someone remained to guard territory. 

But apparently, that didn’t seem enough because in one occasion, a seat got stolen from us by some random Chinese tourist right under our noses. During that time, Denise was on the buffet line while Arlyn and I were busy chatting with each other. Then we just realized that the chair where Denise was suppose to occupy was suddenly taken. It happened all so fast that we weren’t able to react, lol. Luckily, we were able to get another seat for her when she returned. Since then, we vowed to never again get slighted by the likes of those ill-mannered tourists who can’t even ask for permission before taking someone’s chair. Tsk.

Setting that aside, food was very delicious and we certainly had our stomachs filled to the brim and satisfied.

Our hotel room.

We then went back to our room to take a bath and prepare our stuff for the first agenda of the day.

DAY 1

We took a cab to our first destination: the grand palace complex. Our cab driver, who was probably friendly and chatty by nature, thought that we were from Malaysia. After telling him that we were from the Philippines, he said that he had Filipino passengers in the past and continued to talk about stuff that I can no longer recall lol. The ride cost us 200 THB and was paid in full when we reached our drop off point. As expected, even arriving early, there was already a huge crowd of buzzing tourists who had the same agenda as us.

Welp, on to the ticket booth then.

GRAND PALACE COMPLEX

“The Grand Palace complex was established in 1782 and it consists of not only the royal residences and throne halls, but also a number of government offices as well as the renowned Temple of the Emerald Buddha. It covers an area of 218,000 square meters and is surrounded by four walls, 1900 meters in length.”, as said in the pamphlet guide. 

Our entrance ticket worth 500 Baht.

View of "Wat Phra Kaew" from the outside of its protective walls.

Even before we went to Thailand, the three of us were already aware that most of the places we were going to visit were temples or structures that are highly respected and revered  by the locals; thus it was advised that we wore decent clothing. Alas, Denise sleeveless top was deemed unacceptable by the palace guard (even with a shawl as cover), so she was forced to buy a shirt to wear instead so we could proceed inside, LOLOLOLOL.

Denise in her new instant-souvenir-shirt. So tourist-y~ XD

Thotsakhirithon, Demonic guards (or yakshas) at the temple entrance

From left to right: Phra Sri Rattana Chedi, Phra Mondop and Prasat Phra Dhepbidorn (The Royal Pantheon)

A closer look of the buildings... sort of.

Entrance to Phra Mondop, with guardians

Trying to be spiderman, eh birdie? ;P

A mini-replica of Angkor Wat in Cambodia.

Woot! Tourist mode! :3

Even from afar, the emblem of the Chakri dynasty (three-bladed sword in a sharpened disc) on the door is still visible.

The Chakri Maha Prasat hall

BOAT RIDE TO NOWHERE

After we finished our sweaty stroll inside the palace, we left the premises to continue to our next destination. Seeing as we had no idea how to get there, we stopped and asked for directions.

Which led to one of the worst decisions we have ever done in our stay in this country.

The person we’ve asked directions from insisted that we take a boat ride around the city, so as to experience a better feel and understanding of their city and culture. While pointing to the map we held with a guiding finger, he further explained that riding a boat through the river would take us to all the hot spots Bangkok had to offer, and at the same time recommending a particular boat service that offered a much cheaper price compared to the usual fee being charged. Being the gullible tourists that we were, we agreed to such stupidity and paid 900 THB each for this “chance of the lifetime”...

...Only to see nothing of importance, get bored and sleepy, and waste a large sum of money that we could have used for buying souvenirs or food.

UGGGHHHHHHH.

The expensive boat ride around the city. Ngiti nalang mga bes, huhu

To those who plan on having a boat ride around the city, I advice against it because it’s a total waste of time and money. (’ -_-)>

When that long ordeal was over, we were dropped off near the souvenir shacks by the docks, just a few blocks away from Wat Pho. But because it was already lunch time and the 3 of us were utterly famished, we took a short break and ate affordable lunch from the local street vendors. 

Reminds me of the karinderyas back in the Philippines. ;3

My lunch: beef noodle soup for 50 THB. :P

WAT ARUN

We were suppose to go here as indicated in the itinerary, but sadly, the place was undergoing renovation and restoration at the time, so we opted to skip this part.

WAT PHO

For our next (and last; huhu, wat arun whyyyy) destination of the day, we went to Wat Pho, the oldest and largest Buddhist temple in Bangkok where the famous Reclining Buddha resides. It houses the largest collection of Buddha images in the country as well.

Wat Pho is also the oldest learning center in Bangkok. It is also the birthplace of traditional Thai massage.

Wat Pho entrance ticket for 100 Baht, with complimentary bottle of water. 

The side entrance.

“Welcome to Wat Pho”

The Bell Tower.

For those who are directionally challenged... like me. >.>

Koi party~

Denise strikes again, lol! Better cover those arms before going inside the temple mah dear~

The Reclining Buddha in Viraha Hall

Measuring 46 meters long nad 15 meters high, this golden statue is something first-time visitors must see in Bangkok.

Look at that enormous golden beauty...

Reclining Buddha in a different angle.

Detailed paintings that depict their history and culture adorned its walls.

Temple Grounds

Aside from its main highlight, the vicinity inside is worth exploring. Similar to the grand palace complex, intricate architectural designs and several golden buddha statues lined up together can be seen here.

Colorful Chedis that are said to contain the ashes of the members of the Thai royal family. Four of these are dedicated to the previous kings of Chakri dynasty.

A Golden Buddha altar inside Phra Ubosot.

Phra Prang (tower) at the corner inside Phra Rabiang

A line of golden Buddha images in the cloister.

Entrance of Phra Mondob.

When it was beginning to get dark and the feeling of our legs were turning into hard lead from all that walking, we “threw in the white towel” and headed back to our hotel to take a short rest before dinner.

NIGHT STROLL AT KHAO SAN ROAD

When night came, we took a 100 THB taxi ride from our hotel to Khao San Road, a famous district where backpackers and tourists alike go to eat food and buy souvenirs.

One of Denise’s goals in Thailand was to eat their famous ‘Pad Thai’. Luckily, there was this pretty lady who was cooking such a dish (in such high speed and precision!) so we ordered 3 servings from her for 50 THB each. 

The Pad Thai queen in her element.

There weren’t any tables and chairs available for eating like the ones we were accustomed to see at food courts, so we had no choice but to take a table reserved to a particular restaurant. Of course, the waiter (who looked rather annoyed at us) spotted us and asked (or demanded? can’t remember) if we were going to buy anything, so we bought a bottle of water for 29 THB so he wouldn’t have to kick us out. Hahaha, business is business after all. Wish I could have seen him do that to the other foreigners taking advantage of their tables. ;P

Aside from our dinner, I also bought a pomegranate juice for 40 THB and a coconut ice cream worth 20 THB for dessert.

Coconut ice cream with coco crunch and chocolate syrup on top. XD

Not one to miss such an opportunity when a horde of clothes are being sold everywhere from left to right, I browsed through every booth on the street and was rewarded from the search with a sleeveless cat-printed shirt, which I bought for 100THB.

Vintage style by Indy - Recession Over!

We also decided to get a Thai massage too, to feel the authentic experience first hand. Therefore we paid 150 THB each and got on top of the mattresses...

...only to be brutally tenderized by these Thai masseurs who didn't know the meaning of pain. DX

To those of you who are not aware of what a Thai massage is, here's a perfect description of it from Wikipedia:

"Traditional Thai massage uses no oils or lotions. The recipient remains clothed during a treatment. There is constant body contact between the giver and receiver, but rather than rubbing on muscles, the body is compressed, pulled, stretched and rocked." 

How I wish I 'd have known this piece of info before subjecting my poor body to torture, lol. Oh, don't get me wrong, the massage did indeed healed whatever tension or stress my muscles were subjected into, but the process of getting there was total SUFFERING.

I literally felt like a pretzel dough being kneaded, stretched, and pounded by a brutal patisserie, lol. At first I was anxious because I've never had a massage before. And since the one in charge of me was male, I had reservations being touched on my body.

Well, My reservations couldn't have been any more wrong.

Such concerns were useless and soon disappeared because there was nothing sexual about it at all  (bless their professionalism and shame on my dubious heart) . It was just pure... pain, so intense, that when the masseur asked if it was painful, I was utterly speechless. Arlyn, who was beside me, was already pounding her pillows, and not out of happiness ROFL.

That massage session made me realize that it was possible to crack bones in some parts of my body which I never knew were possible. It was a  totally eye-opening experience. >.<

After that ordeal, I've never felt so cheated by those posters of relaxed females who seem to be feeling good when having Thai massage. A piece of advice: don't be fooled by them. Hmph!

Anyway, since it was getting late and had ran out of things to do, not to mention having our bodies turned to jell-o from the berserker massage (lol, get it?), we agreed to go back to the hotel (via 67THB worth of taxi fair) to get a good night's rest.

DAY 2

AYUTTHAYA

For our second day itinerary in Bangkok, we were suppose to go to Ayutthaya. We even rode 2 trains to get to the train terminal for it. 

Instead of cards, one of their train lines use a token that has a built-in chip for scanning. So neat! XP

Unfortunately however, there was an issue in our schedule, since we didn't take into account the timetable of the train that would take us to the aforementioned UNESCO heritage site.

Because we didn't want to push it and ending up messing our itinerary, we decided to forego with Ayutthaya and just go shopping. Denise mentioned that the ruins were similar to Cambodia's Angkor Wat so it wouldn't be a total loss.

MBK CENTER

Having enough free time due to the cancellation of our Ayutthaya plan, we took a taxi to MBK Center, one of the famous shopping malls in Bangkok for its variety of goods being sold at an affordable price. 

Of course, with that being said, we bought our souvenirs here. Here's a list of some of the stuff I bought:

Magnets for 100 THB

Barquillos snack for 10 THB

Tamarind for 250 THB

2 Chapter clothes and woodprints for 950 THB

Olive green deer shirt (for Ian) for 200 THB

Cute cat shirt in mint green for 200 THB 

One out of the two lovely wood prints that I bought for myself. The other one, I gave to Ian. <3

Unfortunately, some of the items I intended to buy were a bit pricier compared to the ones I saw near the shops at Wat Pho. So I asked Arlyn and Denise if we could return (after dropping our stuff in the hotel first), and have lunch there in the process. They were kind enough to comply to my selfish request. <3 

And as usual, here’s the list of what I bought in that place:

bundle magnets for 200 THB

patterned pouch for 100 THB

mini statue for 100 THB

artwork for 250 THB

fan hat for 100 THB 

Going to another country has always been a major dream of mine since I'm the only one in my family who haven't set foot yet on a foreign soil. So to commemorate such a big leap forward in my personal goals, I've decided to buy myself a piece of the country I've been to, as a remembrance of the memory.

And keychains and magnets were out of the question.

So I bought the one thing that would represent the country's culture, and at the same time cater to one of the hobbies that I love: art.

Yes, I bought artworks. And here's one that I hand-picked: :3

Artwork of buddha.

When we were satisfied with the items we've purchased for ourselves and for our loved ones, we walked a bit to the area where food vendors and kiosks were stationed together. Imitating the other tourists there, we bought our food (mine cost around 110 THB) ala-"turo-turo" style. We then looked for a shaded corner with seats and ate happily while watching foreigners pass by.

Can you spot where I am in this pic? :P

For our dessert, we bought sticky rice (50 THB), which was recommended to Denise by one of her acquaintances. It's basically almost like suman with ripe mango, topped with condensada.

Totally yum!

Once we were finished with our affairs, we headed back to our hotel to make our preparations for our trip to Cambodia the following day. While I was organizing my stuff, I realized something dreadful that demanded immediate attention and solution: I ran out of Thai money.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~

Due to my souvenir-hunt splurging (and also, curse you damn boat ride!), I mismanaged my funds and therefore didn't have enough money to buy transpo tickets for our trip the following day. Echoing my despair to my 2 friends (who were also low on money), we went back to MBK Center to exchange dollar to baht.

Since we wanted to save money and the mall was a walking distance from our hotel, we did just that: walk. The distance was similar to going to Trinoma mall from my condo.

I thought my problems were solved once we got to the mall, but the universe had its own way of amusing itself.

And making me suffer in the process.

We went to 3 money exchange places, but it was either they ran out of money or they were already closed. We literally went to every nook and crany of the shopping center to exchange money but it was the same thing.

Running out of time and feeling quite desperate, I was at the tipping point of my panic when we arrived at our final money exchange booth. Good news was, they were still open. Bad news was...

Well...

Uh.. I’ve already forgotten the actual details of it, so LOL.

But from what I can remember, it involved using our local money to exchange it to baht. Haha. Talk about repressing a bad memory hahahaha. 

So when the whole shenanigans was finally done, we walked back to our hotel, but not before stopping by at 7 Eleven first to buy cheap dinner (Got smoked salmon onigiri for 28 THB) and some toothpaste that tasted salty when we got to try it. It was weird, to be honest.

We ate at our room after we came back and enjoyed our last night at Bangkok, Thailand.

A final view of Bangkok from our hotel, before our departure to Cambodia.

[chuum]

to make you cringe on a bad day xD don’t read all just scroll to something random lol

sometimes you need a really bad mood lifter.

Look we all need it.

Just read them

Some of them don’t make sense so uh

yea

enjoy children

Can I watch the TV? Dad: Yes, but don’t turn it on.

What did the mountain climber name his son? Cliff.

“‘I’ll call you later.” “Don’t call me later, call me Dad.”

Did you hear that the police have a warrant out on a midget psychic ripping people off? It reads “Small medium at large.”

“My dad literally told me this one last week: ‘Did you hear about the guy who invented Lifesavers? They say he made a mint.’”

“Whenever the cashier at the grocery store asks my dad if he would like the milk in a bag he replies, ‘No, just leave it in the carton!’”

“Me: ‘Dad, make me a sandwich!’ Dad: ‘Poof, You’re a sandwich!’”

“Waitress: ‘And here’s the check. Is there anything else I can get you?’ Dad: ‘Someone to pay the check?’

“I heard there was a new store called Moderation. They have everything there

A steak pun is a rare medium well done.

“How can you tell if a ant is a boy or a girl? They’re all girls, otherwise they’d be uncles.”

I went to a book store and asked the saleswoman where the Self Help section was, she said if she told me it would defeat the purpose.

Milk is also the fastest liquid on earth – its pasteurized before you even see it

“What’s Forrest Gump’s password? 1forrest1”

Do you know where you can get chicken broth in bulk? The stock market.

What did the ocean say to the shore? Nothing, it just waved.

“What’s ET short for? Because he’s only got little legs.”

“What is Beethoven’s favorite fruit? A ba-na-na-na.”

Why do crabs never give to charity? Because they’re shellfish.

What do you call an Argentinian with a rubber toe? Roberto

“What do you call a man with no nose and no body? Nobody nose.”

I cut my finger chopping cheese, but I think that I may have grater problems.

What do you call a fish with no eyes? A fshhhh.

“On all of my medical forms growing up my dad wrote ‘red’ for my blood type. To this day no one knows my actual blood type.”

“What do you call a man with no arms and no legs lying in front of your door? Matt.”

My cat was just sick on the carpet, I don’t think it’s feline well.

I dreamed about drowning in an ocean made out of orange soda last night. It took me a while to work out it was just a Fanta sea.

Without geometry life is pointless.

A termite walks into a bar and asks “Is the bar tender here?”

What’s Forest Gump’s Facebook password? 1forest1

I gave all my dead batteries away today… Free of charge.

I needed a password eight characters long so I picked Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.

I am terrified of elevators. I’m going to start taking steps to avoid them.

“Anytime I do something smart my dad says, ‘Wow, you’re a fart smella…I mean smart fella!’”

What’s the advantage of living in Switzerland? Well, the flag is a big plus.

Why did the octopus beat the shark in a fight? Because it was well armed.

A red and a blue ship have just collided in the Caribbean. Apparently the survivors are marooned.

I’ve deleted the phone numbers of all the Germans I know from my mobile phone. Now it’s Hans free.

Last night me and my girlfriend watched three DVDs back to back. Luckily I was the one facing the TV.

Q: What did daddy spider say to baby spider? A: You spend too much time on the web.

How much does a hipster weigh? An instagram.

What do you call a group of killer whales playing instruments? An Orca-stra.

Why was the big cat disqualified from the race? Because it was a cheetah.

Bicycles can’t stand on their own, they’re two tired.

Just watched a documentary about beavers… It was the best damn program I’ve ever seen.

Breaking news! Energizer Bunny arrested – charged with battery

“How do you make holy water? You boil the hell out of it.”

A Sandwich walks into a bar, the bartender says “Sorry, we don’t serve food here”

“Doctor, I’ve broken my arm in several places” Doctor “Well don’t go to those places.”

I’m on a whiskey diet. I’ve lost three days already.

“Why did the Clydesdale give the pony a glass of water? 
Because he was a little horse!”

There’s a new type of broom out, it’s sweeping the nation.

Atheism is a non-prophet organisation.

Slept like a log last night … woke up in the fireplace.

“We were getting fast food when the lady at the window said, ‘Any condiments?’ My dad responded, ‘Compliments? You look very nice today!’”

They laughed when I said I wanted to be a comedian – they’re not laughing now.

What cheese can never be yours? Nacho cheese.

A police officer caught two kids playing with a firework and a car battery. He charged one and let the other one off.

Last Christmas we bought a fake Christmas tree and the guy behind the counter said to my Dad,” Are you going to put it up yourself?” Dad replied, “Don’t be disgusting, I’m going to put it in the living room. “

I’m reading a book on the history of glue – can’t put it down.

Did you hear about the kidnapping at school? It’s fine, he woke up.

I went to the zoo the other day, there was only one dog in it. It was a shitzu.

What did the daddy tomato say to the baby tomato? A: catch up!

Q: What’s 50 Cent’s name in Zimbabwe? A: 400 Million Dollars.

Q: What did baby corn say to mama corn? A: Where’s popcorn?

What do you call a cow with no legs? Ground beef.

What did the Buffalo say to his little boy when he dropped him off at school? Bison.

So a duck walks into a pharmacy and says “Give me some chap-stick… and put it on my bill”

Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field.

Why did the girl smear peanut butter on the road? To go with the traffic jam.

Why does a chicken coop only have two doors? Because if it had four doors it would be a chicken sedan.

Why don’t seagulls fly over the bay? Because then they’d be bay-gulls!

“Two peanuts were walking down the street. One was a salted.”

What do you do when a blonde throws a grenade at you? Pull the pin and throw it back.

What’s brown and sounds like a bell? Dung!

How do you make a hankie dance? Put a little boogie in it.

Where does batman go to the bathroom? The batroom.

What’s the difference between an African elephant and an Indian elephant? About 5000 miles

What do you call Jay-Z when he’s sleeping? Jay Zzzzzzzzzz.

A man walks into a bar and orders helicopter flavor chips. The barman replies “sorry mate we only do plain”

: Commissar! Commissar! The troops are revolting! Commissar: Well, you’re pretty repulsive yourself.

What do you call a sheep with no legs? A cloud.

I knew i shouldn’t have ate that seafood. Because now i’m feeling a little… Eel

What did the late tomato say to the early tomato? I’ll ketch up

What did the 0 say to the 8? Nice belt.

Why are skeletons so calm? Because nothing gets under their skin.

Why don’t skeletons ever go trick or treating? Because they have nobody to go with.

Why do scuba divers fall backwards into the water? Because if they fell forwards they’d still be in the boat.

Have you ever heard of a music group called Cellophane? They mostly wrap.

What kind of magic do cows believe in? MOODOO.

Why does Superman gets invited to dinners? Because he is a Supperhero.

“What time did the man go to the dentist? Tooth hurt-y.”

“Hold on, I have something in my shoe”  “I’m pretty sure it’s a foot”

Why does it take longer to get from 1st to 2nd base, than it does to get from 2nd to 3rd base? Because there’s a Shortstop in between!

Dad I’m hungry … “Hi hungry” I’m dad

When phone ringing Dad says ‘If it’s for me don’t answer it.

“I asked my dad for his best dad joke and he said, ‘You.’”

Where’s the bin? Dad: I haven’t been anywhere!

When Dad drops a pea off of his plate ‘oh dear I’ve pee’d on the table!

How do you know when you are going to drown in milk? When its past your eyes!

[peaceserenity24-blog]

June 3rd

Another day goes by, slept ok, took a while for me to fall asleep. Hunter was texting me some as I was about to fall asleep so I kind of waited for him to text back a bit. Tried to find if he was coming home, turned out he did, after I fell asleep. He slept really late, didn’t barge in this morning to try and cuddle with him. Spent some time on FFXIV trying to level CRP and BTN. Not much excitement going on with that really. Just grinding to get to the top tier stuff on everything. Almost to 70 with SMN, starting to work on Ninja a bit now too. Might start on MCH next. I do have challenge log entries I can still finish with SMN, maybe I’ll do that when I get back on. Continued to feel kind of blah earlier, went on a walk with June and my mother on the rail trail. Took the wind out of June, only did like 3-4 miles and she was not having it after like 2.5 miles. Almost had to drag her back to the car. 

Talked out somethings here and there with my mom. Did have a friend who shared a job posting for Google out in CA. That would be a pretty cool job if I could land that. I just don’t know if I’m ready for that kind of move. That would quite literally shake my world, and I don’t know if my psyche can handle that at the moment. And it would be a big change on all counts. Being with Hunter could not be a thing. I doubt he’d move out there with me. And that’s a hell of a long distance but if and when I could visit it would hopefully be something really nice. I feel like I really wouldn’t leave his side if we were still trying. I would be glued to him and not want to let go. And then each time it would be hard to go back and leave my heart here. But if the pay is good, benefits and location, I would be a fool to not go. I’ve always talked about moving out west. But I would struggle with trying to forgive myself by giving him up. And I would probably have to. I don’t know what to do. I really should apply for the job though. I’m tearing up at the thought of losing him though. Isn’t that true love? Or is that something else?

Came home and Hunter had locked himself in his room. He’s not feeling too well tonight. Asked him if he needed anything, and I got a retort of I would ask you if I need anything. I try not to be motherly, but I do still care and it gives me peace of mind to ask and at least get a no. Was slightly off putting for him to say that. I know he might not have meant if harshly but it did. And I know he’s sick so he’s probably just irritable in general. I know I get like that when I’m sick. It just becomes a combo of things when they all pile on together negatively like that. Getting the cold shoulder most of the time stings, and then I help him with things like paying his rent again. Granted it was just a transfer of money this time, he had the money just was easier to come out of a pot where it was already all there. And I have to say things like “You’re welcome” to him to elicit a thank you. And then he feels bad about it. But just barely five minutes later the wall is up again, pushing me away. I just can’t win. He makes it hard, and possibly on purpose, probably not, to make sure I really do want him for him. Not to fill a void, or because I’m unhappy, but because I want to enjoy my life with him. Share our happiness. 

Had starting talking to my mother last night about the whole trust thing. What if it’s not him that my subconscious is questioning trusting? What if I’m questioning if I’m trustworthy? If I can trust myself to behave and have reaction/interactions that I should/should not. I could definitely see that a bit. Afraid that I’m ultimately gonna hurt him again, because I trusted my actions and I betrayed my own trust and his. I’m afraid my own actions are going to get myself hurt again. And I’ve been deeply afraid of being hurt again. So I need to work on that I think, trusting myself. Trusting that I can make the right calls and not questioning myself on every turn. I do that alot, I’m never sure if what I say or do is the right thing. Will I hurt him doing this? Will I be happy doing that? Should I not go there right now? And alot of the time I don’t know, and I’m always hate not knowing. And not being able to trust and have conviction in my actions is scary. Something I have to overcome.

I want to try to go to the gym 3 times this week. Monday, Tuesday and Thursday. Next week I want to go 4 times, and then the following 5 times. Commit to at least 45 mins of cardio. To do something there, or even taking June for a longer walk, lord is she out of shape. But I barely have room to talk sooooooo XD.

Think I’ll hope back on or go do something else now.

Till tomorrow.

[akwelvhi]

45

Was o___o , then now again (っ- ‸ – ς)  

So busy today, did not get any real work (like my job) done, and instead now keeping up this habit. 

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Merve woke up, snatched her phone, and started typing lightning quick. 

Merve’s Dream log:

(I wondered was it because I was watching Shizuka Arakawa’s videos and instagram feed before I slept). For some reason I looked the same, but was a completely different person. Alone with no family. But completely confident and with quite the Naruto-type personality. Suddenly it wasn’t me, I was watching this character. This 28 year old lady who people thought was 23 based on her appearance. And this character was ‘scouted’ by chance by Misha Ge who saw her potential and decided to help her train, more as a fellow skating mentor than a coach. They motivated each other, and gave each other tips to improve. Their technical skill and artistry were quite on par. But unfortunately for Misha, the Mens competition was much higher. However for her, she stood a chance for Gold. Sue was reluctant to compete in the PyeongChang 2018 Olympics, but Misha convinced her to give being a competitor at least 1 last go. 

(I can’t recall the character’s name so let’s call her Sue.) (And Sue had this entire background, that somehow I already knew despite in my dream, Sue was sort of a new character, the dream just started. this doesn’t make sense does it?)

- Sue’s backstory start: She never saw herself being a competitive skater ever since she left the competitive skating scene when she was 12. Sue went down the usual track, nabbed a well paying job upon graduation, remained active in various sports - even competing on a local level, but never finding the time nor money to be a full-time athlete. Near the end of her time as a 26 year old, Sue felt financially comfortable. She decided to spend more time practicing her old passion on the ice. To live out the last of her youthful days before her body no longer could.

For a year and a half, she trained as a full-time athlete. While still juggling a few well-paying ad hoc projects. Working closely with Misha got her to give dancing - something she tried but decided as well. All in all, Sue specialised in step sequences paired with very energetic and engaging dance moves. Her control over the blade’s edge and movement was also well done. Her spins were alright, her jumps not so good. With training, those two improved very well. And combination jumps became her gold card.- Sue’s backstory end-

Both her and Misha entered the olympics. Sue was the rather unknown skater that qualified during the Nebelhorn Trophy, raising questions and gossip. Misha’s student some people said, despite the both of them declaring each other as mentors. Jun Ge, Alexei Mishin were their coaches. But rumours would still spread.

Nothing mattered thou after Sue floored the crowd with her Short Program. By that day itself, her fame skyrocketed. Setting a Personal Best record and ranking 1st with her emotional performance won the audience and the judges who were shocked at how much skill she actually possessed. People made the speculation that she was holding back during the Nebelhorn Trophy. Waiting to shine during the Olympics. 

Sue’s Free Skate was breathtakingly flawless as well and she cheered, exuberant. Hopping excitedly towards the kiss and cry where Misha had to get her to calm down. They fist bumped before Sue wrapped her arms around Misha, lifting him off the ground, resulting in much cheers from the audience and a very shocked-face Misha. 

Still floating on the high from the feeling of performing a flawless skate, Sue didn’t quite register when the scores reflected her defending her ranking. As the last skater, it was immediately clear that she had won the gold. The crowd erupted. Misha looked dumbfounded. Sue hadn’t yet noticed, and when Misha dragged her attention to the screen. She appeared confused, ‘Are you kidding me?’ she asked Misha skeptical. 

The high Sue was floating on came to an abrupt crash when Misha reminded her that Champions had a Gala exhibition skate. Which, Sue hadn’t prepared at all. Thrown into a panic, Misha just watched with a knowing look in his eye. He knows Sue, having trained alongside her nearly every day for the past one and a half years. He knows she call pull together a choreography with moves she already has from their many playful choreography challenges they did as fun. 

Misha convinced her to settle on a popular korean song. It’s lyrics quite befitting especially since Sue planned to announce her ‘retirement’ from competitive figure skating at the end. They discussed it a bit, and practiced in a dance studio. Had a total of 2 practice try outs on the ice itself. And during the Gala day itself. Sue once again blew the audience away. 

Moved to literal tears by her artistry and steps to the song Blood, Sweat and Tears by BTS. Sue took the mic she requested at the end of the Gala while all the athletes waved to the crowd and exited the rink. The tension in the audience grew as some of them pieced the meaning behind such an emotional skate. Sue announced that the olympics would be her last competition, she thanked everyone for their support, and asked them to tune in to the interviews that would follow as she would share more then. 

Scene changed to an table session with a sea of reporters. Sue shared how she had many dreams, and that she would be moving on to achieving the next one she had already set in her plans. She gave her love for figure skating her last hurrah (which earned her Gold, a bonus she wasn’t counting on getting initially). She gave no promises regarding ice shows, but left it open as a possibility. She also shared that she would be starting a venture as a business partner with Misha Ge - her mentor, not business partner. On services, and training workshops for figure skaters - not limited to choreography services only. 

Last scene was Sue updating her social medias, showing that she was currently engaged in social causes. And that she had made use of her fanbase to get them involved too. Her fanbase turned into a not-for-profit VWO that served in projects that Sue led. 

Dream end.  -

Merve stared blankly at her phone. Completely wide awake now, her fingers and wrists aching slightly from typing so fast. She had to, her dream logs had to be typed out quickly. Merve realised that she forgot her dreams quickly if she didn’t write them out while she still could remember them. 

Sighing, Merve got up and did her stretches. It was a good dream, and it left her feeling energised for the day. 

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lol.

weird right. the above was actually a ‘daydream’ of mine. Fuelled by listening to BTS songs. The lyrics really are befitting. It has the words ‘my cold breath’ and ‘my last dance’, it felt like a good ‘goodbye’ song for a skater to her fans. Like she had gave her all for them, and this is her last ‘breath/dance’. 

okay. lemme hide under the *embarrassing moments* boulder now. hahahahha. what a daydream. XD