#i had a lot of fun - in love rere

[ark1os]

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[hammerheadandsickle]

just (rere)watched

y’all are gonna hate me for this but this is the third time i’ve seen it and i had a blast again. first time i saw it opening night with sean, second time i saw it with coworkers and yesterday i saw it with my dad. i just think it’s a fun romp despite it being essentially a long ad for toys and other product placement

i think there’s just so much attention to detail in the production, especially costuming, backdrops and editing that made the film’s universe so fun to watch. though the narration got grating and unnecessary at points. i think also there were a few quips that either didn’t hit or were just outright bad. i immediately really really hated the smallpox line and i don’t know how that even got kept in

ironically even tho the whole message is about (lib) feminism ryan gosling really steals it. he’s just so so good and the grease lighting-type dance sequence is my favorite part. i also love just watching michael cera in the background of whatever shots he’s in. but yea just a very fun movie to me and i found a lot of parts genuinely funny and genuinely moving. if you hate it on its merits and don’t wanna see it you obviously don’t have to but i’ve had a good time every time i watched it and enjoyed it and not just in a “turn your brain off” way. obviously i could speak more on the politics of the movie but i honestly just don’t care enough to like i don’t see the need lmao

[cj-writes-stuff]

Reading Wrap-Up | March 2024

A Far Wilder Magic by Allison Saft Forged by Magic by Jenna Wolfhart Brewed in Magic by Jenna Wolfhart Persuasion by Jane Austen

[mini reviews/ratings below the cut]

A Far Wilder Magic by Allison Saft ⭐Rating: 5/5

Starting March off strong, I adored this book. A Fragile Enchantment was my favorite read of February, so I wanted to give Allison Saft's other books a try. So glad I did. Everything from the premise to Margaret and Wes to their slow-burn romance to the climax of the hunt, I loved it all.

Listen, you present me with a grumpy/sunshine dynamic where the lady is scary and prickly with mommy issues, and the guy is a screw up who hides his pain and feelings of inadequacy behind walls of humor and charm, and you give me their slow burn romance where they slowly learn to trust each other and realize they DO deserve love and happiness even when it feels like everyone is against them... and you best watch your fingers because I'm going to bite and chew and devour it.

I'm also quickly realizing that Saft's prose just gets me. It's beautiful. I eat it up. I want more.

There are some weird things about the worldbuilding, though it wasn't a huge deal for me. Just a few moments were I had to pause and think about what time period we're supposed to be in. It's urban fantasy that surrounds alchemy, and some of that went over my head... I just filled in the blanks with my knowledge from Fullmetal Alchemist, not gonna lie. It wasn't enough of a bother to make me want to rate this any lower, though.

Forged by Magic by Jenna Wolfhart ⭐Rating: 2/5

I've been on a cozy romantasy kick, so when I came across this series I was like "Oh yeah, this sounds exactly what I want."

This book follows Daella, a half-orc prisoner to a cruel ice king, and her quest to earn her freedom only to be caught in a major storm. She washes up on this island where Rivelin, a elven blacksmith, finds her. It's supposed to be grumpy/sunshine enemies to lovers dynamic but.... ehhhhhh....

This book was a little disappointing. I enjoyed it and what it tries to do, but it had issues. The writing was super repetitive, and there's a lot of telling rather than showing. The amount of times the book just tells you that Rivelin is grumpy is too much, it even gets to the point where Daella just keeps saying that he's a grumpy blacksmith like... I don't need to be told that over and over again, you can just show me he's grumpy.

It also got so frustrating how easily they'd turn on each other and think the worst of the other, but then be quick to forgive. The romance just wasn't it for me.

The actual plot of the midsummer games was interesting, though... I just wish I liked Daella and Rivelin more.

Brewed in Magic by Jenna Wolfhart ⭐Rating: 3.5/5

After being disappointed by the first book, I had lower expectations for the second book... but this was way better.

First of all, the improvement in writing meant less repetitive telling rather than showing, though there were still moments where I was like, "god I feel like I've already read this exact sentence."

What made the biggest difference was Lilia and Ragnar as main characters and their romance. It was a little rushed but the rivals to lovers element felt better to read than the previous book's enemies to lovers. They're rival traveling brewers working the same festival, there's a mystery behind stolen barrels of ale, and they gotta work together to solve the mystery while someone attempts to sabotage the festival.

Something about these books that I need to remember is that they're low stakes... as in things get wrapped up and work out easily, and as long as I remember that's the books goal, I enjoy it way more. If I went into this looking for deep, nuanced fantasy, I would've hated the ending.

They're fun, though. Easy read, fun spicy romance. I'd read another book in this series.

Persuasion by Jane Austen ⭐Rating: 5/5

I didn't read as many books this month because I spent most of it rereading my favorite Jane Austen book. I've read this before, but I wanted to reread it for a fanfic I'm working on, plus I wanted to annotate my copy. So I spent the reading time taking it slow, taking notes, highlighting, etc.

I adore Persuasion so damn much, like I love all of the Austen novels I've read but Persuasion just gut punches me. I'm a lover of second-chance romance, of exes who go through some shit before ending up together again, and just uuugghhhhh Anne and Captain Wentworth, I can't.

Not much else to say except I'm glad I took my time while rereading. One of my favorite novels.

[kingofdrip]

I roll over to see the clock say 8:15 am, I planned to make this Saturday great for both of us. I turned back you, looking like a cute ebony goddess snoring quietly. I kiss your face and head downstairs to make a simple breakfast. I figured I’d make some scramble eggs, homemade cinnamon French with bacon and pancakes. I sprinkled Alil brown sugar over everything and drew a heart of syrup on the pancakes. I sat on the couch and dozed off to ESPN. I awoke to you jumping on me

“Thanks for the breakfast daddy” you give me a big kiss.

“Anything for my Milky Way” winking at you

“ of course babygirl, you cute, soft and delicious”.

You laugh and kiss me again, sucking on my lips. I rub on your back and suck on your tongue, squeezing on your chest. I lift your shirt up and hungrily suck on your nipples, biting them softly. I continue to suck on them and slid them between your legs and into your pussy. I start fingering slow and kiss up to your neck. I start kissing and biting your neck and I finger faster.

“Babe... what about the restaurant..” you say between moans.

“Fine fine go shower” I let you go and slap your ass as you get up. You turn and wink as you head upstairs. I follow and watch you strip, you smiling at me like a goofball. I strip and follow you into the shower letting the hot water soak us. I rub on your body tenderly admiring your beauty. I kiss you and continue to rub your body slow. I grab your washcloth and pure some soap on it. I soap you slowly from head to waist. I go down and start licking on your pussy while soaping up your legs and thighs. I rub your ass with soap and slide a thumb in your ass and eat your pussy slow, sucking on your clit.

“Daaaaaady...restaurant” you hold onto my hair.

“Ok ok ok” I stop and come up to kiss you. I wash you off then let you soap me up and wash me off. I kiss you and dried you off before drying myself off. You grab my hand and lead me to the room, pushing me on the bed. You wink and go down, sucking my tip slow then fast while jerking me. I grab the sheets and bite my lip, watching you as you lick all over it slow. You kiss the sides and caress my balls. You start deep throating me slow then fast. I tried to hold myself together.

“Babygirl fuuuuuuck” I grab your head and start fucking your mouth fast. I force my dick to go deep in your throat with each thrust. I felt my balls tingle and I cum down your throat.

“Mmmdndnd” you say with your mouth filled as I pull out slow. You swallow and kiss me.

“That was a good appetizer babe” you wink at me

“But Rere the restaurant” I say mocking you.

You get up and pull out this black skin tight dress with mesh like see through sides. You decided to wear nothing underneath but didn’t tell me anything. I put on a causal outfit of jeans, a blue button up and some black Jordan 7’s. You start fixing your make up and I come behind you and continue to suck on your neck.

“Stoooooop” you say laughing.

“I like tasting my babe” I kiss ya neck again and let you get ready as I head to the car. You come down looking like a sexy ass meal, I swore I almost drooled. I toss you the keys.

“You look good babe” you say smiling.

“Not as stunning as you”. I say pulling you into my embrace and kissing you hard. We kiss for what seems like forever, until you pull away.

“We keep doing this and we’re gonna be late” you say blushing.

We get in and I hold your hand till we arrive. I hurry out and pen your door for you. You get out smiling. I hold your hand and we walk in, you look around wondering how I got a spot here and if we can afford it.

“Table for me and my queen, we had it reserved under earth and moon.”

We follow her to our booth and I let you slide in first. I hold your hand and kiss it tenderly. You look away blushing and I kiss your cheek.

“Babe this is amazing, thank you so much”

“Anything for you” I wink and rub up your dress. I was surprised when I didn’t feel any underwear but felt the moisture of your pussy.

“Where’s your underwear?” I whisper looking shocked.

“I gave you more room to play. Have fun babe.” You kiss me and laugh.

I start rubbing your pussy slow and start fingering you slow. You grab and squeeze my thigh and I keep fingering fast. The waitress come over and I start fingering slow.

“Welcome to Aluro’s are you ready for appetizers?”

“Yesssss... yes I would..mm.. like the lobster tacoooooos.” You say while trying not to moan.

“And we’ll have Two strawberries mango daqs”

The waitress smile and walks off as I continue to finger your pussy. You lean your head on me and scratch my arm up.

“Ima get you back watch” you moan and slide your hand in my pants, grabbing my dick. I try to scoot over but you hold on and start jerking slow. Some people glance at us after you you almost moan louder than usual. We wave at them and try to play it off, while exploring each other under the sheets. The waitress comes back and hands us our appetizer and drinks.

“Time out?” I saw smiling and you make a bleh face.

“Time ...out....” you say flustered. I pull my fingers out slow and let you smell em. The smell was strong but sweet like chocolate covered cotton candy. You suck on my fingers then I pull em out and suck em too, I grab your chin and pull you into me, kissing you.

“I enjoy this” you say smiling, and I look at you, you’re beauty outshining everything around me.

“I enjoy you boo” I smile and feed you a mini lobster taco. We talk about Funny times we had and how we should plan more trips. The waitress came and we ordered the same meal: crab and chicken lasagna covered in shredded Parmesan cheese. The afternoon seem to last forever. I slid my hand under and continue to rub you again.

“Ok fuck it” you went under the table and I was confused, then I realized what happened when I felt open my pants and you hungrily slurp on my dick. You spat on it then slurped it up as the waitress came over.

“Refill? And where did your friend go” she looked at me confused.

“Yes...please and bathroom” I forced the sentence out holding in a moan. You continued to quietly slurp and suck me fast while the waitress stood there talking to me. I wanted to moan and cum then you stopped. The waitress walked off and I thought I was safe until I felt a familiar tightness swallowing my dick. You slid your pussy on me and started bouncing slow. I hurriedly took another bite to try and distract me as your tight walls sucked on my dick. I grabbed the cushion of the seats and tried to calm down, I held you as the waitress came back with my refill. I heard you laugh evilly under the table and decided to get you back, maybe the worst mistake ever. I used your juices and slid my thumb in your ass and slow fucked you with it. You seemed to be even more aroused as you bounced harder and faster. I felt my soul leaving my body. The waitress came over with your refill and I didn’t care. I started fucking you back, thumb fucking you hard forgetting the world around us. The waitress stood there just watching as I grinded into your pussy, your ass in her sight. I moaned loud and slammed into you, filling you with my seed. I looked up and froze.. the waitress was shocked.

“I..um.. should I come back?” Her voice trailed off.

You come from under the table sweaty and tired. You see her and looked speechless.

“I.. my man loves my pussy.. can we just pay the bill and go. I’m sorry for.. that.” You picked your words carefully, I looked away embarrassed.

“It’s ok.. I was bringing your check anyways.”

We paid her and left a nice tip for not telling. Our sex aroma filled the restaurant as we walked passed you more happier and proud than me. I tried to look natural despite still having a semi. When we get to the car you smile at me

“I want desert” you smile.

“Can we get— hey!”

You already had yanked me out and started jerking me. At every red light you lean over for a quick suck, making sure to keep me hard. You park and lead me inside holding me by the dick. We start kissing as soon as we get in not even making it to the room. I sit you on the couch and get behind you, slowly putting in the tip and pulling it out.

“Fuck that teasing and fuck me daddy!” You moan.

I smile and push it all in and stick my thumb back in your ass like how you like it. I start pounding you fast and pump your ass with my thumb. I slap your ass again and again. Our moans loud enough to fill the house. I continue to slap your ass hard, your tight walls gripping and hugging me. I get myself get close and you hop off.

“I wanna try something” you smile and face me, opening your cheeks. You slowly sit on me, making me penetrate your ass till I’m in. You bounce slow and I kiss you from your lips to your chest. Sucking on your nipples as I grind back holding your ass. You bounce on me harder as i moan your name. We put our faces into each other sucking each other’s neck making big dark hickies. I groan and bite into your neck and you bounce hard and fast. I lean back and my eyes roll into my head.

“Fuuuuuuck.. fuck that dick” was all I could muster weakly.

You kissed me hard bouncing aggressively and I felt my legs go weak. I held onto you tight and filled your ass with my load. You slow down as we keep kissing, smiling.

“That... was...great..” I said between breathes.

“Take a rest babe, we got a lot of rounds to go.” You laugh and pull my head into your chest. We close our eyes and I smiled dozing off, feeling blessed to meet someone like you

The end(part 1).

[roublardise]

hiii 🥰 2, 6 and 23 for the books ask 💕

hiiii 🥰

2. Did you reread anything? What?

yes yes yes yes!!!! I've actually reread a lot (when you do a ratio of reread/how many books read i think, idk i don't do maths) 🤔 I'm gonna make a little list:

- Murder on the Orient-Express, by Agatha Christie A classic I had read when I was in high school. I remembered the big plot twist, so it was super interesting to reread it knowing it (and nothing else bc I have a shitty plot memory).

- Détective Conan, by Gosho Aoyama I've started rereading them in late 2020, so in 2021 I've read from vol 20 to 78. I've been having so much fun it's sooo good 😭 my bro is also reading them we can be obsessed together 💕 I'm only at vol 78 by now, bc the scans I was reading changed? like the french is now fansub, and I can't read their typography lol. So I gotta read in english, and it's weird to read this manga from my childhood in english, and I also struggle more to understand the cases 😔 I'm taking my time, but it's there, always in the back of my mind!

edit: the reread is only up until vol 50 or so, with a big lapse between 23 and 51 bc that's the vol I owned

- THE HUNGER GAMES TRILOGY, by Suzanne Collins 💕 Loved loved loved loved loved going back into it!!! I had read it at least three times already, but I hadn't in a few years and idk I felt like it. I didn't plan to, but I took the opportunity to read the prequel as well.

Fascinated bc, well for once I do remember a lot of the plot, but I still rediscovered a lot (with a lot of "wait I thought it went [smth which was changed in the movies]"). But especially when it came to the whole political ideas, like I'm way more political than I was when I've read it before, so I was able to think more about that part of the books. I also had a whole new view on it bc I'm not close to Katniss' age anymore, and I was going "she's so young leave her alone" all along 💀

Masterpiece writing truly Suzanne Collins GETS IT soooo much. And it's not the question but people who gave the prequel two stars on goodreads do NOT get it they can't read imo. All her choices are so deliberate I'm truly amazed it's beautiful, she knows what she's doing!! I was a bit frustrated by the end bc we don't know what the political state is by that point, and I was so curious. But I had to remember that it wasn't the point of the trilogy, not really. It makes sense, it's just a bit frustrating bc I have so many questions about it.

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6. Was there anything you meant to read, but never got to?

I wanted to (rere)reread Six of Crows, by Leigh Bardugo as well, but I know I'll get obsessed so I had to wait. I was already taken by spn, detective conan, and thg, and I was supposed to finish my master 😂

I wanted to read, finally, Les Orageuses, by Marcia Burnier. It's about anger & feminism, it was rec to me by a friend bc it's 100% my vibe. But it's one of these books I'm waiting for the Right Time for, and it wasn't this year.

And the book my big bro got me for my bday it seems soooo cool but I wanted to wait until my master to be done to read it! It's Sur les ossements des morts, by Olga Tokarczuk. It's likely there's an english title somewhere bc it got a Nobel prize, but it's a polish book so it won't be the original title who cares lmao. There's so much in this book deep with meaning I can't believe my bro found that, there's a murder, the main character is into astrology, it's a polish book, it's written by a feminist, and the cover is stunning 🥺🥺 I can't wait to get into it!!!

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23. What’s the fastest time it took you to read a book?

Oh well, an afternoon? 😂 It was a book about gender stuff, but pretty basic, it's about giving notions. I've read it when I was planning an intervention around these topics for work, bc my brain is so academical I struggle to write easy definition for some concept so I needed to get back to a "beginner" level.

It was Beyoncé est-elle féministe?, by Osez le féminisme ! and it's so liberal and racist 😭 I didn't know it was written by this collective when I read it, otherwise I'm not sure I would have bother. They contradict themselves from one page to another, and I'm not over a racist drawing in like, p30 or smth 💀

Otherwise I was a slow reader this year, I may have took 3 days for some books, but overall going more around one week.

end-of-year book ask

[greyetienne]

Colour Legacy Challenge

This sims generation challenge is inspired by the ‘Not So Berry’ challenge. However, for this challenge I have created fifteen generations, one for each career type in my game.  I currently have the Seasons, Get together and City living expansion packs. I plan to expand this challenge in the future as I get more expansion packs which will come with more job options for the game.

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Basic Rules:

-Each heir must represent the color of the generation (i.e. hair, makeup, clothing), but brightly colored skin is not necessary (these aren’t actually berry Sims, that’s the joke). Of course, this is optional but a big portion of the fun.

-The colors of the spouses don’t matter as they aren’t part of the challenge. Unless otherwise stated you can do whatever you please with them.

-Money cheats can be used, but not excessively. Suggestion: use freerealestate for your first home, but no cheats afterward.

-You may live wherever you please unless something is specified in the rules of a generation.

-Every generation is supposed to complete both the career and aspiration of the heir unless explicitly stated otherwise.

-Photograph each legacy carrier and their partner as adults to be displayed as photographs on the walls of each new generations house.

-Keep the lifespan on normal.

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Generation One: Mint

You’re a mischievous astronaut that really loves the color mint. Your career is driven by your desire to meet exeter terrestrial aliens in order to harness their technology inorder to pull off crazy pranks on strangers. You love luxury and want the best for yourself and your family.

Trait: Vegetarian - Goofball - Childish

Aspiration: Chief of Mischief

Career: Astronaut

Rules:

-Master Scientist career and complete Chief of Mischief aspiration

-Master Rocket Science and Handiness skills

-Enter secret lot in Oasis Springs

-Must build a rocket and go to space

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Generation two: Green

You grew up in a chaotic and busy home with two working parents who were rerely home to take care of you. You turned to gardening and the outdoors as your solution where learnt the importance of caring for the earth and the nature around you. You even find a life long companion who shares the same love for gardening as you which inspires you to buy a farm.

Trait: Loves Outdoors - Romantic - Good

Aspiration: Freelance Botanist

Career: Gardener

Rules:

-Master Gardener career and complete Freelance Botanist aspiration

-Master Gardening and Logic skills

-Marry someone with a gardening skill

-Buy or create a farm

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Generation Three: Lemon

Growing up on a farm taught you how to be independent early in life. With your parents busy harvesting in the fields it was up to you to create the meals for when they returned home which led to your experimentation and experience in the kitchen. Although your final result dishes are extraordinary your cooking process always leaves you kitchen in a disaster.

Trait: Foodie - Glutton - Slob

Aspiration: Master Chef

Career: Culinary

Rules:

-Master Culinary Career and complete Master Chef aspiration

-Master Cooking and Gourmet Cooking skills

-Host a dinner party once a week

-Don’t have close relationships with family

-Have only one child

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Generation Four: Yellow

Growing up in a messy and chaotic house, you learnt to keep to yourself and stay out of your parents way. You found comfort being alone in your bedroom. For as long as you can remember you have always adored creating art. Even as a kid you used to paint pictures with the food left over on the plates from your parents extravagant dinner parties.

Trait: Creative - Clumsy - Loner

Aspiration: Painter Extraordinaire

Career: Artist

Rules:

-Master Artist career and complete Painter Extraordinaire aspiration

-Master Painting and Charisma skills

-Live alone and never got married

-Move house three times

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Generation Five: Orange

You are a freelancer who enjoys collecting and upscaling lost or discarded items. Your mother taught you to be creative and to make the most out of whatever you had. You love to dye your hair orange and wear fun and colorful clothes. You also dream of having a child that you can provide for and spoil in admiration.

Trait: Outgoing - Goofball - Family-Oriented

Aspiration: Curator

Career: None

Rules:

-Master the Curator aspiration

-Master Handiness and Fishing skills

-Enter Sylvan Glade in Willow Creek

-Get married to a sim with the ‘Good’ trait

-Have a close relationship with your child or children

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Generation Six: Peach

With help from your loving and supportive parents you were given the breavey to delve into the world of fashion. You love to express yourself with clothes and outfits as your parents taught you how to create anything you wanted from recycled materials. You stove to be a positive light in the world of fashion and leave your mark on history.

Trait: Self Assured - Cheerful - Ambitious

Aspiration: Leader of The Pack

Career: Style Influencer

Rules:

-Master Style influencer career and complete Leader of The Pack aspiration

-Master Painting, Charisma and Photography skills

-Get married to your highschool sweetheart 

-Move to the city as a young adult

-Have only one child

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Generation Seven: Red

You are a money obsessed politician who looks down on those less fortunate than yourself. Growing up with a world famous fashion designer parent you developed a superiority complex and vowed to stay wealthy no matter the cost. All you want in life is money and you refuse to spend a single simoleon on anyone other than yourself. You marry a younger pretty woman who clearly is only into you for the money but you dont care as she is the perfect trophy wife for your money empire.

Trait: Snob - Hot Headed - Materialistic

Aspiration: Fabulously Wealthy

Career: Politician

Rules:

-Master Politician career and complete Fabulously Wealthy aspiration

-Master Charisma and Piano skills

-Gat married to a pretty young adult as an adult

-Have multiple affairs with your wife

-Have three legitimate children

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Generation Eight: Pink

Growing up into a wealthy and snobbish family you learnt how to use power to your advantage by creating a huge social media following. Although you aren't a fan of the limelight you still make sure to stay in the public eye inorder to make your father proud. You love to party but find it hard to trust others as they may only be after you for your wealth and fame. 

Trait: Dance Machine - Noncommittal - Insider

Aspiration: Party Animal

Career: Social Media

Rules:

-Master Social Media career and complete Party Animal Aspiration

-Master Charisma, Gaming, Comedy and Dancing skills

-Gain 25 million followers on social media

-Skip highschool twice a week and go to a dancing bar

-Date multiple people but never get married

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Generation Nine: Plumb

You are a fun and outgoing goofball who loves to make people laugh. You were raised by an incredibly famous parent who helped boost your name in the entertainment world. However, you try not to associate with their fame as you want to grow your success on your own which leads you to move out early to explore the big city.

Trait: Childish - Goofball - Outgoing

Aspiration: Joke Star

Career: Entertainer

Rules:

-Master Entertainer career and complete Joke Star aspiration

-Master Comedy and Charisma skills

-Move to the city on your own as a teen

-Meet three people your age in the city and become best friends

-Start dating and move in with one of your friends as a young adult

-Go to karaoke with your friends once a week

-Have only one child

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Generation Ten: Purple

You're a quiet and calculated sim who always had an eye for perfection. You grew up with over loving parents who spoil you with gifts from all around the city. They often take you out to the best restaurants and hotels where you have acquired your passion and skills for critiquing. Although your parents spoiled you, their overprotective attitude drove you away where you found solitude in your vast collection of books.

Trait: Bookworm - Gloomy - Perfectionist

Aspiration: Renaissance sim

Career: Critic

Rules:

-Master Critic career and complete Renaissance Sim aspiration

-Master Painting, Writing and Music skills

-Get married to a sim with a ‘Geek’ personality trait

-Fill your house with books and bookshelves

-Avoid social interactions by staying at home

-Have five children

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Generation Eleven: Black

You’re the black sheep of your family and you were raised in a calm and quiet household. However, you’ve always wanted to cause mayhem, but you’re just really bad at being evil. You enjoy breaking into your neighbors’ houses and eating their food. You really love baking and spend the majority of your spare time eating sweets.

Trait: Kleptomaniac - Evil - Erratic

Aspiration: Public Enemy

Career: Criminal

Rules:

-Master Criminal career and complete Public Enemy Aspiration

-Master Mischief  Handiness and cooking skills

-Create a secret room in you house

-Get married to a work colleague 

-Steal peoples belongs at any opportunity

-Create and sell cupcakes during the weekends

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Generation Twelve: Navy

Your family's notorious name and power gave you a helping hand in your career andevers. Your family taught you that you must always be the best of the best and win at any cost which fueled your dream of owning the most extravagant house in town. You hate mostly everyone less fortunate than yourself but you fall in love with a street singer who strives to teach you how to be a better person.

Trait: Mean - Snob - Neat

Aspiration: Mansion Baron

Career: Business

Rules:

-Master Business career and complete Mansion Baron aspiration

-Master Charisma and Logic skills

-Must purchase the most expensive lot in a world

-Have no positive relationships with anyone except for spouse

-Get married to a street musician or singer

-Have only one child

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Generation Thirteen: Blue

You grew up in a large and luxurious mansion but you preferred to keep out your father's way as he was always too busy for you. However, you found joy in your mother who would slip DvDs or games under your door in hopes of getting through to you. Although you adored your mother for making the effort you preferred to be alone working on your computer and learning everything you can about technology.

Trait: Geek - Loner - Genius

Aspiration: Computer Wiz

Career: Tech Guru

Rules:

-Master Tech Guru career and complete Computer Wiz aspiration

-Master Programing, Video Gaming and Charisma skills

-Have no social interactions outside of online chat rooms

-Start dating penpal and eventually move in together

-Convert basement into a study where you spend all your time

-Have only one child

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Generation Fourteen: Grey

You are a confident and extroverted athlete who wants nothing more than to make it pro in the big leagues. Your parents were always on their computers when you were a kid which made you want nothing more than to go outside and do some sports. You found solace in a group of basketball friends who you spend every opportunity with. What you lack in brains you make up for in brawn however brawn does pass math exams so you find a tutor who can help. However, it seems like you may be developing feelings for them.

Trait: Active - Slob - Bro

Aspiration: Bodybuilder

Career: Athlete

Rules:

-Master Athlete career and complete Bodybuilder aspiration

-Master Fitness and Charisma Skills

-Have bad grades in school

-Spend most of your time away from home and hanging out with friends

-Date and get married to a sim with a ‘Bookworm’ aspiration

-Have a secret affair and eventually decide to become polygramous

-Go to the gym with friends once a week

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Generation Fifteen: White

You grew up in a comfortable and caring family. However, you moved out as a teen and found yourself living paycheck to paycheck as a barista. You long to write romance novels but are too afraid to quit your steady job to follow your dreams. You’re very practical and you know the chances of making it as a writer are slim, so you stay working at your nine to five. As an adult you finally decide to pursue your dreams. You’re a hopeless romantic, but your unflirty nature makes it nearly impossible to find love.

Trait: Perfectionist - Bookworm - Unflirty 

Aspiration: Best selling Author

Career: Barista - Writer

Rules:

-Master Writer career and complete Best Selling Author aspiration

-Master Writing and Logic and mixology skills

-Work as a barista during teens

-Pursue dreams of becoming a writer as a adult

-Go on at least 5 dates but never get married

-Invite all living family over for a diner party once a week

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[secret-agent-on-a-secret-mission]

For your asks (take your pick you can do all or a few.)

# 2

# 14

# 20

# 24

# 29

# 43

# 65

#74

Thank you for asking 🥺

2. Currentlyyyyy probably AOC because I want to get into politics when I’m older and I’ve always known that but she’s been a big influence on me, I’d love to hear her advice about not only everything she does in general but being a Latina woman in politics.

14. Rn just admiring the scenery, autumn is my favorite season!

20. My weakness I think is the fact that I’m very self doubtful which leads me to be defensive and kinda bitchy? I’m not a bitch I’m just uptight in certain situations. I’m working on that.

My greatest weakness I think is like, my ability to see perspective? I’m very empathetic I think, and idk I just try and help people as much as I can

24. No Im boring 🥴

29. Ok I 100% believe in aliens Bc there’s no way we are the only living things. Like I don’t think they’re these green take me to your leader type things but scientifically the universe is so big and EXPANDING as we speak there is no way something else ain’t there.

As far as ghost idk, I don’t believe in like these wild spirits and like, horror movie ghosts, but my family has had a lot of interesting and way too oddly specific instances where one of my uncles who died a few years ago has popped into things, WAY too specific. Like way too weird and it’s all of us it’s crazyyy anyways ummm next question

43. Rere and Shy, rere comes from my middle name and shy comes from my first name

65. I have a lot of mutuals and I don’t do favorites. I love all of you 😤😤😤 especially the group chat tho lol we fun

74. Single Ladies has always been my hype song, even when I wasn’t single

[leedrop-angel]

Tickletober day 22: tickly massage ( snowsides)

LAMPS: (Lisa,Paton, Rebecca, Veronica,snowdrop)

Snows been taking everyone flying for fun, but soon, to much does hurt.

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Paton was bouncing up and down, ready to go flying, but stopped when she seen snows face, she looked like she was in alot of pain, and it didn't help that snows wings hung limply behind her. Snow has been taking everyone flying on her back for a good month, but this worried her. "Y-you ready sunshine?" Snow said, cursing herself for stuttering. "Snowdrop, are you ok? you look like you are in a lot of pain." Paton walked over, and took the cold hand, snow just nodded " yes everything is good, see?" She opened her wings and let them flap, but was covering her mouth to keep from screaming in agony, but Paton knew she wasn't good, " you go rest you wings sweetie, I'mma talk to the others" Paton said and walked away, and snow just let her wings hang again, going to the kitchen to get her ice water.

"what do you mean she's in pain?" Lisa said as Paton just finished her story, "she is strong, but this seemes to be a big time pain, and if I remember right, Rebecca is good with giving massages" Paton sqweaked and Rebecca beamed "well of course I am, so you get that snowcloud layed down and I'll do my work" Rebecca grined proud, but a voice broke there meeting.

"what work Rebecca" snow spoke up, and Rebecca sighs "to get your back pain away" Rebecca said but suddenly Lisa spoke up "why not just turn human so the wings don't bother you" but snow sighed and changed to human and let Lisa touch her wing tattoo, and to her surprise, the skin around it was ice cold like normal, but the tattoo ,which was normally black, was red and was like a stove that was on for a couple hours, and Lisa pulled away quick "t-this is w-w-why "and with that snow changed back to let her wings hang.

Rebecca smiles softly, and snaps her fingers, letting a massage table appear, that had boards jetting from the sides for her wings. Veronica took snows hand and brought her to the table, "she is very good snowflake, trust me" and snow smiles and gets on the table, wings fitting perfectly on the boards.

Rebecca cracks her fingers and gets to work, getting all the knots out of her back, and all smiling wide as snow began to purr loudly, being in a world of heaven, he back and horns have always been a melt spot for her, but only Veronica was aloud for the horns. But once Rebecca started to get between the wings, snow began to giggle softly, but still purring, "you definitely seem to loves this snow storm," Rebecca chuckled and goes for the right wing first, and snows giggles shot up, "nohohoho not the wihihihihings" snow giggled, and they where all shocked at the sound of her giggles, they where angelic (yes I went there) but soon, Rebecca finished, and snow was able to close her wings finally "thanks ReRe, now I get to wash these puppy's *she gave her wings a flap, and was off to clean them bird like, and everyone just smiled, and cleaned up, and made a pack to slow if down on rides.

[staytheb]

Like Oh 2.0 - Merry Christmas

Previous Chapter: Change of Plans Word Count: 3,997 Summary: It’s Christmas and Mark and Jaebeom have something they wanna say to Serena and Melanie, respectively.

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it’s getting there! just four more chapters and Like Oh 2.0 is complete (here on tumblr that is lol) but yeah, it’s been fun revising this and sharing it one here. so just await the next chapters and happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

It was close to midnight when the sisters got done face timing with their parents, their aunt Julisa, the twins, their so-called brothers and relations, as well as with Chloe and Taesuk, and everyone else for the rest throughout the day in celebration of Christmas Eve. It was because they knew that everyone else would be too busy on Christmas day to do their own holiday things. As for the sisters they were going to sleep in until the afternoon, eat while opening presents, probably check out the Christmas lights, and then turn in for the night. Both of them knew that there was nothing else for them to do when they were so far away from their loved ones.

Anyways, both Serena and Melanie tiredly crashed onto the sofa once they ended their last call with James who was the only one not celebrating it with a significant other. "I wonder if James just loves his single life to be tied down and committed." Serena mused with a yawn as Melanie nodded also letting out a yawn. "Probably. I think it's just him being hella picky though." "I know right." Serena agreed with a laugh as she closed her eyes. "Gonna sleep right here. Too lazy to go to my room." "Me, too." Melanie said as she made herself comfortable on the couch opposite of her sister.

Melanie and Serena were about to fall asleep into a sweet dreamland when both of their phones rang. Melanie's phone's volume was on low, but the light was flashing indicating activity. Serena's phone just continued to vibrate against the surface of the coffee table as she had muted her sound to vibrate mode instead. Melanie didn't budge as she didn't hear it, but she also didn't care for it. Serena on the other hand heard it and tiredly reached over to grab hers while lightly tapping Melanie awake with her foot to get hers as Serena had also picked up her sister's phone and threw it onto her sister's chest. "Answer your phone. It's ringing."

"Ugh, just leave me alone, Rere." Melanie groaned before actually looking to see who was calling her. She clumsily sat upright while staring at the image of Jaebeom calling her. "Why is he calling?" She mumbled as she answered his call. "Hello?" As for Serena she was debating on picking up Mark's call or not when she saw his name flashed across the screen, too. Serena let the call go through as she didn't feel like talking to him right now. She was about to set the phone back onto the coffee table when she felt the vibration first before the device lit up with Mark's name showing up again. Serena gave in and answered his call. "Hello?"

Both sisters answered the idols' call, but eventually got up and walked towards their room to talk in a more private manner when both idols requested for Serena and Melanie to go somewhere else so they could converse in private although it wouldn't really have mattered since neither sisters were loud or obnoxious to one another. Anyways, the sisters rolled their eyes while looking at one another and mouthed what the boys had said before silently chuckling and doing as what they had said and were now in their own bedrooms and lying upon their beds. "Could you meet me at the JYP building?" Both Jaebeom and Mark had asked the pair.

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"Right now?" Serena questioned in disbelief with a laugh while staring up at the ceiling nonchalantly not really expecting Mark to actually think she would see him at this hour and weather condition. "Yeah." Came Mark's reply which caused Serena to frown and furrowed her eyebrows together. "You're serious?" "Yes, I'm serious." "Um, but why? It's so late though." There was a pause on his end as Serena waited for his explanation on why he wanted her to meet him at his company. "Mark?" "I have a few hours to hang before our next schedule and I just wanted to spend the early Christmas hours with my home girl." Mark simply replied, but to Serena it had caused her heart to tightened upon hearing his words. Before she could say anything, Mark spoke again. "So, do you think you could meet me at JYP soon?"

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"When?" Melanie asked as she played with her bed sheets believing that he wanted to meet her later in the week or something like that. "Right now." Jaebeom stated as Melanie stopped fingering her blanket as she tried to process the idol's words. "As in right now? But it's late, JB. Why do you wanna meet you at the company, anyways?" She cautiously asked as she rolled onto her stomach and waited for his answer. It was silent for a while and Melanie spoke again. "Hello? JB? You still on the line?" "Yeah, I'm here." Came his response as Melanie waited to see if he was gonna say more. "I just wanted to hang out with you, Chaewon, before our next schedule. I have a few hours to kill and I thought we could spend the early Christmas morning hours together. Do you think you could meet with me?"

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After agreeing to meet with the idols both sisters told each other about what their GOT7 bias had said about hanging out and agreeing to meet the two idols at their building. The duo went to change into warmer clothes for the cold airy night and grabbed their things before heading out. They decided walking to JYPE would help get their blood circulation moving and the fact that it wasn't that far away of a walk. The sisters texted the boys about their whereabouts and found the two already waiting outside for them in their get up. Before the duo could asked about the meeting both Mark and Jaebeom had took the respective sister's hand in theirs and led them in different directions.

Jaebeom had thought on taking Melanie down the Luxury Fashion Street which was only about an hour or so away so that he and Melanie could enjoy the Christmas lights he remembered her mentioning about several days ago. Mark decided to take Serena to the park as he knew that Serena always went there to do her nightly walk and maybe they could watch the night sky as well. To get there though both pairs took the bus in different direction and sat in a silence. Both pairs enjoyed the quiet comfort of each other as well as the night time scenery as it sped on by while still holding hands.

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Once Melanie and Jaebeom had stepped out of the bus and began walking down the empty, but still lit street of Cheongdam Luxury Fashion Street, Melanie couldn't help but noticed all of the high end brand stores. She eyed the idol suspiciosuly. "You're not planning on buying me clothes or things from here when it's day light or something, right?" Jaebeom laughed. "No." He answered as Melanie still questioned him still not assured. "Then why are we here?" "The Christmas lights." "Oh." Melanie actually assessed their surroundings and took in the lights that decorated the dark streets. "It's so pretty." "I know." Jaebeom meant something else though.

The duo continued to stroll the streets as Melanie took pictures of the scenery with her free hand and Jaebeom took notice of it. "Do you wanna take pictures with the lights, Chaewon?" He casually asked as Melanie heard how he said her name for the second time tonight. "Did you just call me without the 'noona' part, again?" "Maybe." Jaebeom mused as Melanie stopped walking causing Jaebeom to stop walking. Melanie let out a slow breath before speaking in a calmer tone as possible despite her heart beating against her chest heavily. "You usually respect the whole age thing, JB. So why are you dropping it all of a sudden?"

"Because I was hoping you'll start calling me Jaebeom only instead of JB, Chaewon." Jaebeom explained while using Melanie's Korean name without the 'noona' part on it again. "Okay, Jaebeom, I can do that, but I still don't get why though to be honest. It doesn't explain on why you wanna drop the honorifics when you're so set on the whole age thing. You won't even let Jackson call you just JB or Jaebeom." "I like you, Chaewon." Jaebeom confessed as Melanie smile not really comprehending at first what he meant by it. "Okay, I like you, too, but h-" She paused as she realized what he had just admitted and needed him to repeat it. "I'm sorry?"

"I like you, Lee Chaewon." Jaebeom confessed for the second time, but frown. "Or should I call you Melanie?" Melanie laughed at his confusion. "You can if you want to." "But I want you to call me Jaebeom. Do you not want me to call you by your real name?" "It's fine, Jaebeom." He still looked unsure, but continued on. "Now you know that I like you, Chaewon, so please don't make me repeat myself." Even though she heard his confession and was just okay a while ago, but now that it set in her mind went totally blank. Jaebeom was growing unsteady upon her continuing silence and he wondered if he had just ruined the good friendship between them.

"Chaewon? Noona? Melanie? Lee Chaewon?" He repeated seveeral times until it snapped Melanie out of her daze and her attention focused on the male before her. "What? I'm sorry, Jaebeom, but I don't believe it." "Ugh, seriously? You're killing me, Chaewon." Jaebeom let out in an exasperated tone, but he held her firmly by the shoulders as he stared into her eyes. "This is the last time that I'm going to repeat this confession to you, Chaewon, but yes, I really do like you. Like a whole lot and for a while now." He confessed for the third or maybe it was the fourth time and Melanie smiled causing the idol to relax as she slowly admitted her own feelings, too.

"I know you're an idol and all and I don't know what you see in me to even like me or whatever, but I like you, too, Im Jaebeom." He grinned as he pulled Melanie in for a hug to which surprised her, but she soon wrapped her arms around him and returned the gesture. "You're such a cutie." She stated with a smile already knowing how he may respond. "I'm not cute. I'm sexy." Jaebeom said as pulled away first but then frown afterwards. "Wait. Um, does this mean that your bias is still Mark hyung though?" "Probably." She shrugged with a teasing smile as he groaned and she laughed at his childish reaction. "Hey, now. The important part is that I actually and really like you, Im Jaebeom. Not your group member, Mark Tuan. That's unnie's job now." She mused.

"Oh right. Jyongri noona's bias is me, right?" He recalled before smiling. "Mark hyung does like her." He then pondered on that and Melanie's previous words and nodded satisfied with whatever he was thinking about while pulling Melanie in for another hug with an even more satisfied grin. "That's true, Chaewon, that you like me out of the other six and your sister can have Mark hyung." "Technically, Jaebeom, I still like the other members, too." Melanie mumbled against his chest as the male pouted with a slight growl. "Why?" "Because GOT7 is still GOT7 so I like every member as I'm still an ahgase, duh." Melanie stated as she moved her head so she could look at him and not at his chest with a smile. "But, JB, I like you the best, Im Jaebeom. The one and only GOT7's leader. Is that good enough?"

"Yes." Jaebeom said as he went in for a kiss and at first it threw Melanie off guard, but she slowly returned the kiss and felt the idol smile against her lips. He pulled away first while cupping her face and rubbing tender circles with his thumbs against her cheekbones. "You don't know how long I've wanted to do that, Chaewon." She regarded him with a curious look. "And how long have you been wanting to do that, hmm?" "Since you came back from your summer holidays." "Wow, so you were jealous and salty." "I was not." "Whatever you say." Melanie tugged onto Jaebeom's hand so that they could continue their walk down the street again.

"Oh, yeah, here." Jaebeom pulled something from out of his pocket and handed her an envelope. "What's this?" She asked taking the item after putting away her phone and letting go of Jaebeom's hand so she could open it and read it. "A Christmas present." Jaebeom answered with a slow smile. "I thought you confessing your feelings to me was the Christmas gift?" She teased as she happened to pull out a ticket for GOT7's GOT7 Loves IGOT7 3rd Fan Meeting for February on the fifth of next year. She held up the ticket confused. "I'm not part of the fan-club thing though." "I figured, but I wanted you to go." He said in a shy tone. "Will you come?"

"I mean I can, but I don't know how these things work though." Jaebeom took her hand in his and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "I'm sure you'll be able to figure all of that out, Chaewon, because I don't know either." Melanie laughed as she held his hand tightly. "Yeah, I figured that much, too." She leaned towards him to give him a quick peck on the cheek. "Thanks." Jaebeom looked over at her startled. "What was that for?" "My thanks." "Do you think I could get another one? This time on the lips?" He playfully asked her while tapping a finger against his lips. "No." Melanie deadpanned with a smile.

Jaebeom pouted as he remained silent beside Melanie who laughed at his continued childish behavior. She brought out her phone to take more pictures of the night scenery that the Cheongdam Luxury Fashion Street had to offer. Melanie was too distracted that she didn't see Jaebeom eyeing her a few times before he tugged her hand a bit roughly against him which of course caused her to bumped shoulders with him. Before she could ask him why, Jaebeom had told her 'Merry Christmas', before running off with a laugh causing Melanie to yell, 'Merry Christmas', back and that she was going to leave him there. He came running back and took her hand in his again before she could do as she said and continued their walk down the street happily with her beside him.

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When Serena and Mark stepped off the bus Mark happily led Serena towards the park as she wondered why they were here in the first place. "What are we gonna do here at the park, Mark?" Serena asked him as he looked over his shoulder with a grin. "Stuff." "Like what kinda stuff, Mark?" "Lots of stuff, Serena." He told her with a laugh as his head turned to the front of him again as Serena rolled her eyes although a small smile graced her lips. She continued to let the idol lead her with really nothing else to do as she figured the idol wouldn't let her out of his sight. "I swear, if you're pulling a prank on me, Mark, I'm not responsible for what happens next." Serena threatened as Mark laughed while she grumbled at his behavior. "This guy."

"I swear on my life that it's not a prank, Serena." Mark assured as he continued speaking. "Just enjoy the night air with me." "I know a better place that has the same air than here and not so far away from home." Serena mumbled as Mark stopped walking and she ran into his back. "Oof. Sorry, but why did you stop?" He shrugged as the two of them stood in the middle of the park. "Y'know, Mark, I really do love my night time adventure, but it's seriously too damn cold for any of this." After she had said that Serena suddenly felt herself being pressed up against the idol's chest as Mark took her hands in his and then put her hands into his coat pockets before he actually wrapped his arms around her.

"Um, what are you doing?" Serena asked almost in a panicked tone as they stared at one another with the idol smiling at her in the process. "I'm keeping you warm." Serena tried to back away, but Mark kept he in place. "Yeah, but like why?" "You said it was too cold for this." "I-" She opened her mouth to counter, but closed it as she had no response as it was true. Serena suddenly grew shy, cautious, flustered, and totally aware of their close proximity. She tried to back away again, but Mark wouldn't let her as he chuckled as he swayed the both of them under the twilight sky. "Y'know, Serena, you're quite cute when you get flustered by me and wanna run away." "Am not." "Don't lie." "I'm not. This is just awkward and unexpected." She answered, but kept her face away from his view. "Plus you won't let go of me."

A moment later Serena felt Mark stop swaying them and his hands were now cupping her cheeks so she would look at him. She stared, but went blank upon what to do as the two stared into each others' eyes. "I have something to confess to you, Serena." Mark broke the silence first as it snapped Serena back to reality. "Confess what, Mark?" "That I like you." He admitted with a soft gaze, but Serena didn't believe him. "Yeah, right." She laughed it off while placing her hands on top of his to remove it so that she could pull herself away, but Mark held onto her hands instead and still kept her at bay. "I'm being completely honest with you here. I like you, Serena." He actually admitted his feelings properly. "I really like you, like you."

Serena stood there shock by his words as she didn't think that an actual idol would like her back. No less, her sister's bias. Also, this just boggled her mind as she never intended to fall for anyone in her lifetime. Eventually, Mark's confidence seemed to dwindled by Serena's lack of response. "Serena?" He called as she focused her attention back on to the idol coming out from her daze. "Hmm?" "Did you not hear me?" Mark questioned with a soft tone as Serena turned shy while speaking. "I did hear you, but I'm still trying to process if this is really happening. Because to be honest with you, Mark, I can't believe it." A relieved look graced Mark's face as he chuckled before speaking his next words. "Then do you want me to show you another way that this is really happening?" "How?" "Like this."

Before Serena could question the idol about what he meant Mark had leaned in to softly kiss Serena who at first wanted to pull away, but Mark's hand found itself at the back of her head keeping her from doing so. This caused Serena to respond back by returning the same gesture and a few seconds later Mark broke the kiss. He leaned his forehead against hers. "I'm glad you like me back." Mark stated with a tender smile. "I didn't even say that I like you though." Serena answered once she processed the whole thing and deciding to be a tease about it which caused Mark to cast her a look of disbelief. "Why did you kiss me back?" "I got caught up in the moment." Before Mark could respond back, Serena upon impulse leaned in to steal a kiss before running away laughing.

Mark stood there shock for a quick second before he ran after the female who at that moment turned to look over her shoulder and saw that the idol was coming up fast and she panicked. She was about to break into a full on sprint, but Mark caught Serena from behind. "Got you!" She let out a weird squeal as the two tumbled to the ground in a tangled mess. The duo laughed at their situation as they lied on their backs and stared up at the night sky while their laughter die down a moment later. Both Serena and Mark continued to gaze at the sky until Serena broke the silence by confessing her feelings for the idol as well. "I like you, too, Mark."

Mark smiled as he looked over at Serena, then down at his hand to find hers, and he held onto it tightly while returning his eyes back towards the sky with a satisfied grin. "I knew you did." "Maybe I should it back." Serena remarked as she tried to free her hand from him, but Mark held on to it firmly while laughing. "I'm kidding." He pulled something from out of his pocket and waved it in front of her face. "Here." "What's this?" "Open it and you'll find out." "Obviously, Mork Too Anne." "That's not my name, Serena whatever your real last name is." He rolled his eyes and turned to look over at Serena who managed to open the envelope with one hand while speaking. "You don't need to know my real last name, Mork Too Anne."

Mark groaned, but was now curious about her name. "So, why did you go by a Korean name upon living here when you could've gone with your real one?" Serena contemplated if she wanted to explain it or not before answering him. "It was out of necessity. Plus, it was easier to go by a Korean name instead of the hassle of my last name since it's longer than a common Korean surname." "I see. How come yours is different from Melanie's?" "Oh. Mel likes Lee and Lee didn't flow with Jyongri, so I went with Park because it flowed better." The idol was gonna ask further, but Serena stopped him. "Now stop asking me about my name." "Fine." He grumbled as Serena laughed before frowning.

She tried to read the paper that he had just given her a while ago, but couldn't make out anything due to the limited lighting. "Alright, I give up, Mark." Serena said as she put the ticket back inside the envelope and into he pocket. "I can't read it. I'll read it later." Mark laughed while resonding. "I'll just tell you what it's for. It's for GOT7's third fan meeting in February next year on the fifth." "Okay, but why are you giving it to me?" "Because it's my Christmas gift to you and I want you to come." "I thought you liking me was your gift?" "No. The ticket is and I want you to come, Serena." "What if I say no, Mark?" "Then I'll be sad." "But what if I give it to another ahgase who really likes you guys?" "Then I'll still be sad because you still didn't come."

Serena sighed in defeat. "I guess I can go." Serena reluctantly agreed as Mark laughed before reassuring her. "If it makes you feel any better Melanie's gonna go, too." "How?" She turned to face the idol as he grinned widely. "Well, if you and I are like this, then what do you think the other pair are doing right now?" "Seriously?" Honestly, didn't expect it, but it is what it is." "Are you disappointed?" Mark asked with a curious gaze as Serena shook her head with a soft smile. "No." She returned her eyes above to the dark sky as she remembered what today was. "Merry Christmas, Mark." "Merry Christmas to you, too, Serena." Mark returned his attention to the night sky as well as the duo continued to lie happily on the ground still holding hands.

[tonystarktogo]

I think FrostIron is my guilty pleasure at the moment. (I hope I'm not overwhelming you with FrostIron asks) Can you show us Loki and Tony on a date or the two of them accidentily causing some mischief together and bonding over it ? Thank you

Let's be honest, darling—there is no such thing as too much FrostIron ;) I love both of your prompts but I got an idea for the first one that just would. not. leave. me. alone. so here we are. Enjoy!

The dinner date that didn’t happen

Tony didn’t know what he expected to happen on his first date with Loki. For the world to end dramatically maybe. Or for his team mates to show up and give him the Just-because-he-is-attractive-doesn’t-mean-you should-encourage-his-interest speech he got regularly—in Tony’s defence, it wasn’t his fault most villains had an interesting sense of humour and were down for the occasional flirting. And yeah, so he sometimes flirted back a little. Especially when the villain in question was Loki. But that didn’t mean anything.

Well, okay, he was about to go on a date with Loki. With no (serious) plans of arresting or fighting him. Which might make his previous statement a slight lie. But only if he got caught, and Tony never got caught.

One might think leaving the Avengers’ Tower without tipping the others off would be hard, and usually one would be right. But Tony had designed this tower. He knew every crook and corner. He also had JARVIS on his side.

Really, there was nothing surprising about how quickly he made it to the lobby without any of his notoriously noisy team mates being the wiser.

Unfortunately just as he was about to disappear into the masses of nondescript business men on the streets of New York city, the Avengers’ alarm started blaring.

The movie date that didn’t happen

Tony stood in front of the movie theatre for half an hour after their movie started—and damn, it had been hard to find one they both agreed on—before he finally admitted to himself that Loki wasn’t going to show up. By that point his fingers felt numb from the cold and his ears were burning uncomfortably.

It sucked, just slightly, just a little, to be stood up, but Tony was honest enough with himself to know he deserved it. It was nothing he hadn’t done to Loki after all. He’d been surprised when the demi-god had decided to reschedule—instead of, you know, burning Tony to ashes where he stood or something of that nature—but he supposed the news footage of Iron Man tackling a bank robber with fucking bat wings out of the air did a lot to convince Loki that he hadn’t purposefully missed their date.

Apparently Loki hadn’t been as forgiving after all.

As Tony trudged home a little more disheartened than he liked to admit, he tried to convince himself that it would have never gone anywhere anyways. They weren’t made for that sort of thing. It was better this way.

The coffee date that didn’t happen

It was a sunny Saturday with not a cloud in sight and Tony felt particularly murderous towards every person who’d ever dared to say something as stupid as “third time’s the charm”.

Part of him still couldn’t believe that he and Loki had tried to meet up again after the last two failures. Not that it mattered, what with Reeds having once again managed to unleash a hell-dimension onto his city.

Seriously. How did you do make that mistake more than once? And why did it have to be today of all days?

The only bright side was, that Loki showed up half-way through their battling of the demonic forces and kicked some major ass, just by being his vicious, sarcastic, dangerous self. And damn if that wasn’t a sight worth remembering.

The timing still sucked though.

The ice-skating date that didn’t happen

Tony—didn’t quite know what to think. On the one hand it was nice that for once it really wasn’t his fault that they had to cancel their date at the last second. On the other hand Thor had literally appeared out of nowhere a split second before Loki had reached Tony’s sight, unceremoniously grabbed a hold of his not-brother and disappeared again into thin air.

Tony wasn’t sure whether he was supposed to be worried or not. He decided to be pissed off instead, because that was always easier. And also because Thor’s distraught face when Tony declared him banned from his PlayStation and the Wii under the guise of the demi-god having to gain better control of his strength first, was way more satisfying than it probably should be.

Tony had a feeling Loki would approve of his revenge—and that thought definitely didn’t worry him as much as it probably should.

The amusement park date that didn’t happen

It wasn’t Tony’s fault. It really wasn’t.

For some reason, that had absolutely nothing to do with him, Pepper was on a warpath that reminded him dangerously of the Incident of ’08. He didn’t even make it to the elevator.

Resigned Tony signed for JARVIS to give Loki the usual message.

The pick-nick date that didn’t—alright, screw this shit

This time it really wasn’t Tony’s fault. He had no control over the presidents’ sudden desire to be more involved in the Avengers’ Initiative, nor Fury’s sadistic scheduling habits, so when the last minute, mandatory meeting was announced, Tony was in equal measures annoyed and resigned.

He made a vague “the usual” gesture towards JARVIS’ sensors and followed the call of duty—though he spent most of the meeting insulting everyone present to their faces and waiting to see whether they’d figure that out or not. All in good fun of course.

Tony wasn’t prepared for a really, really pissed off Loki to appear in the middle of Fury’s dramatic and-this-is-why-these-loyal-men-are-needed-to-save-the-earth speech, plucked a stunned Tony out of his chair and disappeared with a few very creative, very memorable choice words to the rest of the room.

Not that Tony minded or anything. The Cretan coast was beautiful this time of the year. (And so was Loki’s victorious smirk.)

[In case anyone wonders why they end up at a beach in Crete, it’s because this author is fucking freezing, can’t remember what the sun even looks like anymore and is so done with this winter it’s not even funny. Rant over. ReRe out.]

[shytiff]

May Small Wins

1 - lazed, went to racheel’s place and put my motorbike there, went to slipi jaya with silvi devi reza to watch seobok (it was fun!!), had iftar at the yumz green sedayu. It was raining when we get back. prayed maghrib and isya in some random mosque. went back and arrived at like 8 past sumn. showered, slept like a babyy

2 - lazed, slept and woke up at like 11, went to nila’s house, practiced doing eyeliner by borrowing nila's (focallure brand), iftar at green sedayu foodcourt (originally intended to go to the yumz but it enforces actual distancing) with angkot ppl minus tik will. Arrived home at about 9-ish.

3 - magang as usual. Went to rm. Took mrt to lebak bulus. My inaco salary finally came. My head kinda hurts after tarawih. Ended up skimming over bj alex lmaooo. Did not shower today lol,,,,

4 - added dr dafsah's revision to the excel database otw to rsf. Pak nardi took a while to arrive. Left rsf early to go to the bank. I (((finally))) activated m-banking lmaooo wow the features are neat wow im not jahiliah anymore. Found this method of just let it sweat anyway during tarawih lmaoo. Preferably with long sleeves bcs somehow you feel less of the sweaty feel compared to tshirt.

5 - sampling - data entry - RM as usual. Theres no new RM. Read a goood dramione fic by bex chan even if its not complete, its okay. Im okay :"))). Iftar was soup, salad, chicken katsu and french fries. Its been 2 days that i practiced sleeping-to-rain-sound. The first night was spent as a dreamless quick sleep (its over before you knew it), but tonight i dreamed abt almira's wedding lmaoo.

6 - no sampling today!! Still went to rsf tooo go to the mall w regen lmao. Did some data entry. Went to PP by mrt. Went back by going to halte gbk and thankfully the kalideres one arrived after only waiting for 5 mins. Its surprisingly quick, compared to lebak bulus - pesakih trip. Took abt 20 mins to jelambar.

7 - no sampling today too. Dr vera gave us lebaran cookies! Did gcp for bu suryati a5. Went to rm, finally finished the available rm. Went home early. Can finally relax since its the weekend.

8 - literally laid in bed til my body hurts. Rly want to read sumn but dunno what. Finally decided to read momoiro heaven. And rere hello. And after iftar i read lack of love. And just like tht, my saturday was gone. Cant bring myself to do things

9 - its another day of lazying (or self sabotaging, cant tell). Read spy family and its effin hilarious. Wasted my sunday. Cant bring myself to even move and i just laid in bed all day.

10 - last day of work in the weeekend lmao. Felt better than being in AR, but still not that much productivity. Went to RM. Phone call w fianti along the way to plan food in almira's bridal shower. Went back at 12-ish. Picked up my dress from risma busana. Walked to and fro halte kebon jeruk. Prayed zuhur close to ashar in kfc's mushola. Felt better after ~8k steps. Had homelab's green tea mixed with vsoy. It honestly made me feel better. Matcha, or caffeine, sure is amazing. At least i had a sense of normalcy before losing all the will to self-care

11 - consumed internet entertainment u til i was sick and tired of it. Watched a lot of cut videos. Granny came and stayed over. So i slept upstairs

12 - same as 11 but upstairs. More relatives came near iftar time so i excused myself to shower. Slept in mom n dads room at like 12-ish. Watched hp goblet of fire since keisha and karins newest obsession was draco. We squealed together over liking enemies to lovers trope haha,,,,

13 - Somehow all of dad's jakarta relatives came for lebaran. the last time i checked, there were some bridges being burned. prayed eid at home. watched perempuan tanah jahanam (which was surprisingly not scary). ate. napped. talked about personal things w keisha and karin. i cant believe the time has finally come where we talk about this kinda stuff. watched you’re next (it barely has any plot, just gore). they went back at about 8 pm and i just sleptttt yall lmao i didnt shower today. disgusting, i know

14 - cam barely get out of bed. Managed to shower at zuhur time. Watched dalbang and laughed like crazy bcs its just that funny. Read fanfics. Tiktok. Ate once and had greenfield yogurt at the evening. Fell asleep. Woke up at 1 and snacked on 1 pack of oat krunch

15 - run bts. Originally planned to go to flavola but it was still closed, so i went to dm's dunkin. Ordered orange juice and oeanut choco donut but somehow the price wasnt package price hhh. Turns out my clires account was somehow banned. So i contacted the admin. Instead of doing dr dafsah's excel i ended up taking off the makara sticker from my laptop. Bought some stuff for almira's bridal shower. Bought arirang at hari2 (its funny bcs yesterday i was seeing online marketplace, planning to buy it, but turns out hari2 the magical place had buy 2 get +1 deal for arirang.

16 - run bts. Managed to move my body a bit. Did 20 squats (ill elaborate on this later). That improved my mood. Tidied up some of my stuff. Saw the paper bag of random memorabilias by friends.

17 - went to rsf by tj. left kalideres 06:45 and arrived at RSF 8:15. sampling. went to RM (still no new ones). picked up by mom. went to salemba for almira’s bridal shower. originally planned to get padang at citra minang behind BK but it was closed. so we drove around looking for open ones. ended up buying it in a small (but crowded) padang place near a big padang restaurant lmao. was the first one to arrive at acacia. checked in, pulled the bed near the wall. showered. its hilarious sometimes with a bit more serious discussion anjayy. went home w febby who drove and clara

18 - went to mcd to get lunch (since everyone’s fasting) and tried to muster the will to do something. i didnt manage to do anything except shopping online (brought dusty pink hijab at hijup). got spicy chicken and iced coffee. (spoiler alert: tomorrow i got mencret2 lmaooo). read my suha and beyond the skidipapap its actually rly good

19 - went to RSF (with mom as usual. quickly snapped RM pictures while mom was waiting. went with her to mami’s house bcs she and uwak will fly to banjar. finally got to meet haekal, he’s such a smiley babyy its basically free therapy. planned outing with nisa lmao. from soekarno hatta we went to vintage vibes lmao since we’re already out. vintage vibes is more crowded now. and there’s less good findings now. went back emptyhanded. ate chicken arirang since there’s no food. fell asleep at like 06:30 until early morning lmaooo

20 - woke up at 2-ish am, played my phone, fell asleep at like 9?, woke up again at 11 lmaooo. went to sbux. had matcha latte. did some inaco work. todays the most productive ive been this week.

21 - went to gi with febby to also meet up with fi, bought falsies and glue (later proved to be of a horrible quality), siraman and pengajian almira (first time seeing an actual siraman), went to blok m w nes ren ara gen. Tried naruto takoyaki at little tokyo, went to daitokyo (i didnt eat anything), and got matcha cake, sakura and mango raspberry gelato at kebun ide. Picked up by mom. Renata gifted me bts 2021 winter package photocard 🥺🥺

22 - iluni internship webinar by dr naldo. Grabbed fried chicken master. Stupid time management etcetc made my start makeup at 12 (febby went out at 13:30). My falsies and hijabdo was done by herrr thank god for the help. Went to swissbel. Didnt take a pic w almira bcs time. Almiras wedding at damai indah golf pik. My skin was TERRIBLE at the wedding. The make up didnt stick prolly bcs of vitacid. Thank god for masks,,, went back home w febbyy. Made tiktok lmao

23 - lazed. Went to flavola. Its finally daytime caffeine again w kopsuscok. Did dr triya's translation work and finished it at home. She transferred the fee at like 11pm

24 - off to RSF with mom. no new medical records. wrote fuad’s name on the medrec borrowing form. continued to nisa’s place w mom. lazed, played w haekal, put some patient’s phone number on the inaco excel. Off to GBK with nisa and sarah. parked at abc field (shouldve parked near GBK’s H gate). saw moja museum 2.0, took lots of pics. mo paint (moral lesson: draw the background first!! not the foreground). finished at 16:30. ashar at masjid al-bina. nisa dropped me off at gbk tj station. prayed maghrib on the bus since the traffic was so ughh. met atikah in lippo puri. decided to eat seirockya so we walked to puri. talked about a certain someone along the way. we rly talked about it while walking until we arrived at seirockya. atikah treated me uyeyy since she and racheel will stay in depok for 2 weeks starting tomorrow. got the shoyu ramen and gyoza. took the taxi to atikah’s place. mom’s waiting there lmaoo i was like “noo dont wait at jco, just wait at atikah’s”. still felt energized that night in my bed. no sleepy2. like 100% awake. 

25 - woke up at like 9:30. i basically did nothing today. didnt even shower lmao (i showered last night). read the good teacher in one go. zoom meeting w dr eva. i rly need some structure in life, goshhh

26 - showered and went to mcd. got nasi uduk, breakfast wrap and milo for 26k (thanks mcd app promo and mcd duta garden’s menu machine, i dont have to interact with another human). planning to do dr dafsah’s excel after all the data is complete, and still no new inaco data, so i ended up.... online shopping at bobobobo....... (bought outer and white culotte). tidied up the writings on my stickies (plenty of words has accumulated). ordered onejai for emir juan (expensive!!! 79k no promo lolll but free delivery. i was baited by gojek’s 1k 2 week subscription and felt like hmmm i should get something since we live in the middle of nowhere and free deliveries felt significant at that particular time when im holding my phone lmao). fell asleep after drinking vsoy + matcha lol its soft caffeine no longer works i guess

27 - woke up late as usual, went to sbux at 1 pm. tried white peach matcha frapp. the peach overpowers and u can barely taste the matcha. tried to read something useful (in medicine) but skimmed 2 ppt and then i saw solid’s bitly for isip. finished reading banana fish. couldnt bawl my eyes out because im outside.

28 - checked out rsf. Still no new ones. Immediately went back. Lazed and wasted my time

29 - iluni webinar. Here comes the impending life crisis. Ate nasi uduk and mie goreng telor today. Tried vsoy golden grain with matcha. It has almond aftertaste. Line call with kris for almost 4 hrs until 11 past sumn pm.

30 - more iluni webinar. Dr Eric, SpPD, PhD was rly cool. Tried daily box (butter soy chicken). Quite tasty. Mkg w regen. Videocalled in the mall w silvi racil bcs its ale and nadaa's wedding today. Bought gooma 500ml matcha w gofood pickup discount. Ate sushi go (the shoyu has mirin btw). 50k+ you get 6 piece of sushi (2 salmon) and matcha cake and ocha. Quite a nice deal. Talked abt cryptocurrency lmao. Went back and forth w TJ. All hail tj

31 - planned to do at least some productive stuff at home. turns out nila is outside and had some time to spare. so we went out. i met her in citra 6. we went to pik’s white beach. its scorching hot since its 2 pm. spent like 15 mins there. we had wanted to stop by monsieur spoon but THERES A QUEUEEE even if its a hot afternoon. so we ate tom sushi at green sedayu. talked a bit afterwards in nila’s place and then i was picked up by emir. tried gooma’s matcha. its not sweet like sbux. approved by mom (who doesnt like sweets). but its more expensive than sbux’s 2L 100k promo lol. (45k after gopay pickup promo for 500 ml). reread bj alex lmaooooo found new tidbits

[exploringthekiwiland]

41. Slide!

The following morning we woke up in Napier and, finally, the sun was up! Happy and excited we got up, had our breakfast by the beach and set out to explore this lovely town. The plan was to go for a swim but the waves and the shore appeared somewhat dangerous. With nobody else swimming we thought it’s best not to.

It’s funny how it’s only been raining for 3 days but it feels like forever. Without really knowing it we’ve become very weather dependent. We started appreciating the sun a lot more and our plans have become flexible to accommodate the rain. Back in our ‘regular’ lives we did not have that. Life is scheduled by somebody else and you have to adhere to that plan - whether it’s raining or not. Almost seems wrong, doesn’t it?

Anyway, the sun is up now so we’re going to explore Napier. The three towns - Napier, Hastings and Havelock North have all been badly damaged during earthquakes in 1930s. All three were rebuilt using Art Deco architectural style and elements that were common at that time. Out of all three Napier stands out as the most picturesque and the one that has most iconic buildings. We took a stroll around the town which felt more like a movie stage rather than a real town.

Napier has got plenty of gift shops selling both new Art Deco style gifts as well as antique second-hand items. It’s also got a pretty shoreline with looked after gardens that are worth exploring.

In the afternoon we visited a nearby Mission vineyard which is the oldest one in New Zealand. They let you wander around the estate on your own and, when you’re ready, they welcome you at the cellar door for wine tasting. As usual, there is a small charge however you get a wine glass to take home! Wines were delicious, unique and very affordable so it is definitely worth a visit!

We got back on the road in late afternoon and managed to reach Gisborne just as it was getting dark. A lot of New Zealand’s animals wander out on the road at night - so much so that our rental agreement actually specifies no driving after dark! However, most people tend to stop before it’s dark anyway as it’s a lot easier to cook and do stuff in the daylight. It’s not just the sunlight that we’ve come to appreciate - it’s daylight too!

The following morning we were woken up by rain again. Disappointment and somewhat miserable we got our waterproof gear out again and set off on foot to a nearby Farmer’s Marrket (they have those in most towns on Saturdays).

With warm coffee and something to eat we found shelter where a local band was playing and entertaining market visitors. Some of the songs were in Maori which was new to us. This proved to be a great opportunity to discuss our plans for the day. We were planning to visit a nearby Rere Waterslide - which is best enjoyed in good weather - and we had no more time to be flexible.

Eventually I said that we have to visit it anyway whether it’s raining or not - and I wasn’t wrong! Just before we reached Rere Waterslide, which is only 40 minutes away from Gisborne, it stopped raining and there it was.

Rere Waterslide is a natural rock slide in Rere river. Years of flowing water have polished the rocks so that they are smooth and people are now using it as an exciting water slide! While the rocks are smooth they are still rocks at the end of the day and the ride can be quite bumpy. Luckily, we were the only souls there and people before us have left quite a few inflatable single beds lying around. They only cost 10 NZD (6 EUR) in supermarkets so people buy them just for the slide and then leave them here. They don’t go to waste, though, as I’m sure plenty of people benefit from them just like we did.

The water was freezing but trying to stay out of it made it even more fun! Evelina must have a natural talent as she came down elegantly several times without even getting wet. I, on the other hand, fell off the mattress, grazed my elbow and ended up in the freezing water pool!

Half an hour later we were pretty exhausted (you have to climb a steep hill after each slide) and decided to call it a day. The rest of the day was spent driving as we wanted to get as far North as we can as soon as we can. Weather in the North is much better, especially in Autumn, and we figured we’ll make the most of it.

I hope you enjoyed reading. I would encourage anyone planning to come to this part of the world to visit Rere Waterslide and to come prepared - it’s not something you want to miss out on!

Lots of love,

Simonas

[mstrangebird]

2017 wrapped up (a compilation of very long messed up stories)

2017 was a thing.

The truth is... I felt like doing shit the whole year. I’m sorry to myself. I was like floating and doing nothing and having no goals and super confused.

But, I learned something too.

And I experienced something new.

CHOIR LIFE// 2017 was kinda huge to my choir life. Since the first time that I did this wrapped up in 2015 to 2016, I always talked about choir bcs y’know, this surely was a part of me. I was always there since the first time I entered college life back in 2014. But in this year, it was different; a whole new different level. I was a coordinator or simply call it “leader” of a group (a division) and of course, the responsibility was higher and bigger than before. I might be also a coordinator last year but it was just for an event not a whole organization. So, yeah, it was new for me. I got this work plan and also needed to lead my staff so they would land safely at the end of year –Musang, which is Musyawarah Anggota, it is like a meeting in the end of term and an annual report should be made in order to be presented in front of the audiences. The thing is... I think I DID GOOD. Man, I’m serious by the term good. But yeah, dunno, but serious. That Musang thingy, Thank God, I could pass it. Thank you to you my hilarious staff, Amel, Ovi, Tami and Tasya. You guys were doing amazing and I’m proud of it. I’m so happy to work with you. I was a single fighter bcs you were all my juniors that hadn’t been in this division before but you were helpful. Once again, thank you. Next, I only joined one competition in this year (there should be 2) bcs y’know financial problem but I was okay tho bcs I felt like the atmosphere was already different and to be honest, I didn’t really like. For the competition I joined, two of my close friends didn’t join and that was breaking my heart bcs I felt like all alone but Thank God, there were still some other friends that I could lean on. What did I feel back in September? I felt awful. It was awful. We came to the phase where we didn’t get what we wanted, like in 2015. It was whoah, I can’t handle the sadness. It was like getting a very serious broken heart. I cried a lot that time. But yeah, we also learned that everything needs hard works, and maybe for that time, we didn’t work that hard; we didn’t put the souls in every move we took; we didn’t mean every struggle we did. Then, in this organization, us the people in it, didn’t get along fast. But surprisingly, in the end, we are fine. Well you know, everything needs time. By the way, I was really touched by my own staff that suddenly came to me when Musang ended and they cried. I never thought that I would get so much affection from them. Again, it was heart-warming and so new to me. Thank you for the love you give, I am so happy. Ah, I should not forget about this one: Thank you to my CLASSYFOURTEEN for being the reason I stay and struggle—you guys mean so much to me, it’s been a honor to work with you, smartass people. Last, thank you, Vocalista Paradisso. Bcs of you, I learned a lot about organization life, about facing different kind of person. I’m grateful to be part of you. WE HAD ACHIEVED MORE!

COLLEGE LIFE// First, let me laugh at myself. HAH! Okay, let’s continue, shall we? This year, there was only 1 semester that I should attend formally, which was the 6th one. It was maybe started in February and ended around June or July, I forget. AND THAT WAS THE HARDEST SEMESTER IN MY LIFE. I still remember every day and every month how real the struggle was. Doing the Seminar HI project was the craziest point in my life. I spent so much energy and time—also, my sanity was being tested too. I was lack of sleep. I lose my appetite. I spent too many hours in coffee shop—i drank 2-3 cups a day. I even sometimes didn’t attend the class just because I hadn’t done the task yet. Everything felt like in a rush. Moreover, the other subjects were just alike. All the debates, the simulation, the paper, the presentation, oh man, the bag under my eyes were truly getting darker. But thank God, I made it to the next semester. The journey was hahahahah I don’t know what to say. But I am so glad that I could pass it and even I got compliment on my Seminar HI proposal. The only thing that I care in this semester was I AM FINE. I AM STILL FINE. Next on the 7th semester. There was no formal class. I only took skripsi or thesis and KKN or student community service. The truth is... I was wasting my time with sleeping, playing phone and hanging out. Ah also rehearsing for the competition. My skripsi is a big ZERO. So yeah, I won’t talk about it. Well, I don’t want it too. Too sensitive. Then, there was a time when me and my friends were busy about KKN thingy like registering and meeting with other gals, but yeah. We did the survey to the location like few times. I was scared with KKN just by the idea of it. if you read the former post in this blog, the you will know how scared I was. Some bad thoughts just came to my head and made me don’t wanna go. Everytime I talked about this with friends, all the things that came out from my mouth was ranting and whining. My mind seemed to wonder too much and yeah SURPRISINGLY, IT WENT WELL. MOREEEE THAN I EXPECTED IT. I enjoyed it every single day. At the beginning, I kinda lose my appetite but then in like 3 days, it went back. HAHA. I was so happy you know. I met some kids in kindergarten and they were amazing. There was this introvert boy that at first he didn’t want me to get closer but time flied... he was the one who came to me, sat near me and suddenly took my hand. It was so cute you know. And then, the other boy that was so clingy but the laugh was so heart-warming. Gosh. It was a really something new to me. I usually hate kids but for this one, I could make exception. Helping to teach in this kindergarten was such a memorable experience. Then, working together with 9 other guys was a thing too. We lived in one house. We ate breakfast, lunch, dinner together. Even, we cooked! We shared bedroom and bathroom. We did the prayer together. We worked on our work plan together. We laughed together. We went to beach together. Luckily, I got some amazing friends in this group. That is what made the KKN so light and meaningful. Ah yeah, even, we did a senam what is in english, gymnastic? Whatever. Some friends made my ears were familiar to some dangdut song. Shout out to my KKN friends: Shasha, Riqqah, Rachel, Afe, Udin, Irvan, Panji, Syukkron and Sugi. You guys are like family! Thank you for everything, for every single day that we spent! I will always miss the jokes tho. HAHA. This surely would be one of my favourites.// the thing is my college life is a mess. You can conclude it just by reading it. But hey, it’s happy kind of mess. I don’t regret it, even a little part of it. This is the path that I took and I hope that I could do better in 2018. Amen.

FRIENDSHIP LIFE// My 2017 would never be the same if I didn’t have that CLASSYFOURTEEN by my side. This groupie actually is the member of VP 2014. I don’t know but maybe we all have grown up and surprisingly, there is no gang. If we hang out then we hang out together. Like I said, they were the reason to stay in VP and also the reason to hang on till the end of term. They are funny, dirty, smart, and having the very good sense of humor. You can’t ask more because they are just a complete package. To you: Amel, Stella, Shasha, Kezia, Andre, Septi, Viki, Yosgal, Agustin you guys were making my last year in VP colorful. And to you my roomate Dian, ah yeah Febri&Izan, even you were kinda rare to come to the rehearsal, but when you did, it was also giving the new color in our friendship. YOU GUYS ROCK! In 2018, things might be different. We wouldn’t meet regularly like usual. But, I hope we could still hang out together, spend the time at McD together. Thank you guys! Keep the friendship closer and the gang strongert than ever. I love you./ And then, to my college sweethearts, Riqqah, Rachel, and Kiki. I don’t know anymore. All the spirit that you gave meant so much to me. All the tasks were done it was also bcs of your help. I’m so glad that we finally could have this sleepover even it wasn’t unplanned but it was fun, for sure. Riqqah&Rachel... thank you for agreeing to join the KKN team with me. I don’t know any more if there was no you guys. Rachel, my teaching partner in kindergarten, I’m so glad that I know you deeper and better. And Riqqah... the one who knows the good and bad of my story. Thank you for the sleepless nights at McD, pointless conversation about trashy thing, serious talk about current politics situation (and our life too), the hangouts, and everything that I couldn’t remember. But surely, it was soooo good, having a friend that I can talk anything to. GUYS, thank you so much. Every time I write this flashback kind of thing, there are you guys, bcs there is no way that I didn’t mention you. Let’s stay and continue saving each other’s ass. Our final journey has begun. I love you!/ To my boarding house mates, Cicil, Samantha, Feni, and Desi with Rere that moved out, I am sooooo happy to have friends like you. I still remember the surprise you gave for my birthday, and I will always remember that. I’m so glad that I finally could hang out with you to Carrefour near our boarding house. And also, I’m glad that I could spend the day with Samantha. You guys are good mates and neighbours. So Much Love!/ Disa Khasbiya, my highschool friends till now. I AM SUPER GRATEFUL TO HAVE YOU AS MY FRIEND. The typography, the conversation, the little hangout. When I was so down, you were just there and listening to me. When I just accomplished or finished thing that burdened me, you always appreciate it. You always managed time to hang out with me whenever you went home for holiday (unplanned one, even), and for that I appreciated it sooooo much. Gosh. Let’s continue this friendship till we turn grey. Loooooooovelovelove!/ 2017 was yeah a good year for me and my high school friends. At the beginning of year, my birthday actually, I could meet up with Lyna, Oca, Nindy, Ira and have some talks there. Then, I had yeah few times hangout with Disa, also with Oca to some coffee shops. They’re still the same. Oca is still abnormal like usual. Ah yeah, also meeting up with Acha, Ellen, Shella, Disa, Vania, Intan a.k.a cwendol few days before the 2017 ended. It was a sudden plan but we made it. They were just like yesterday in high school. Last, going to Delart 12 with Ira and Dini, we went to coffee shop afterward and there was also Disa joined us. Another fun meeting, eh. I’m so grateful. This was like my hope in the beginning of 2017 that I could at least meet and still be friend with them. And God is always good. Thank you so much./ After all this happy things that I mentioned above, there is this thing that bothers my mind. There is something changing between me and someone used to be with me. How can someone that used to be our rock star becomes someone we don’t know? How can someone change so much till I can’t even recognize? We both used to be a team, partner in crime but suddenly that someone just left... now? We don’t even say hello. It is so weird. And a bit hurt too. What have changed you? What things that you can’t tell? What was happening? What IS happening? To you, if you happen to read this, if you do not explain, then I will not know and understand. I know you are weird, that’s why we became friends at the first place. Not like this, dude... now, there’s so much hatred in my head till it wants to explode. Just tell... I’ll just understand your choice, I’ll move to another step, forgetting. You know me so much that I have friend issue back there. What a shame that you just did the same. Well, the thing that I learned from this one is... people fucking change and sometimes too far. You can’t even chase. People come and go... it could happen to anyone even it’s someone who used to be your partner. Maybe after all, we need to not care too much because it’s possible to make you’re hurt too far.

ABOUT ME// and what about me? The answer is I don’t know too. I can’t recognize anything new from myself... deep within. I am still Ila back in 2016. Even, worse. I tried to apply for a job, well, i didn’t pass the test. Well, I spent too much time listening to Spotify and watching YouTube videos (i ever mentioned on my post before about it). I didn’t read (little fact: maybe I just read 2 books this year). I watched movie in cinema few times, maybe something that I’m proud of bcs there is a progress. And for music discovery... I am the winner! Thank you to Spotify and Lindsey Rempalski (lindseyrem on YouTube) for all the good thing. I listened to many pop, rock, alternative, indie, kind of genre this year. So many bands that I can’t mention. I also enjoyed some local musicians. Lana Del Rey with her new album is blessing me (she’s also my top artist on my Spotify Wrapped). I went to a music event once this year, came to see Payung Teduh and Sheila on 7.

People still see as a happy person. I like that. I hope this is good because that’s the only thing that I can do. Happiness is the only thing that can give to people around me. I believe, we all have the dark part, the problems, the demon inside our heart... if you want to talk about this with me, you need a whole day (well, i whine a lot here, so yeah just track down then you’ll know how annoying my whine is) but... let’s focus on other things... the world is already cruel, the people around us is having their own problems, so why spreading the negativity if you can spread the positivity? They already have a bad day, let’s just cheer them and bring the smile back on the face. Maybe, this is the only good thing that I do this year, eh... but still... Thank You.

My sister got married. I was so sad. I still am. Another new experience happened to me. I can’t describe the feeling bcs it is just too much. It’s like I’m gonna be on my own. 2018 surely is gonna be different and challenging, I guess. Well, congratulations on your wedding, Sis! The only thing that I could do is praying for you to always have a happy life. Thank you so much for being a very good sister all this time. I know I am such an asshole but actually I love you so much.

2017 taught me about “Jalani aja dulu” (maybe “Just Go Ahead” in english). I let things flow. This thing led me to failure, heartbroken, grateful events, new experiences, loss, happiness, and other things. I didn’t have any exact plans, so it drove me to this kind of random and messy situation. I had goals to get achieved, but it was all just bullshit. I wrote down everything that I wanted to do this year, but it turned out to be another hell of shit.

I was so unmotivated in 2017. I didn’t even write properly.

Maybe that’s the problem... I was too comfortable about the concept of let it flow and just go ahead, whatever happens, we think about it later. I’m never in this place before. My vision was dark and my thought was driving nowhere.

Maybe I should change too... I should start to care about my future. I should find things that make me want to keep moving forward.

2017, you were shit.

I felt the happiness. I felt the fun. I felt the heart-warm. I was so happy when I’m with my friends. I kinda could do anything with my friends there. But... I still feel like this. I still feel something is not right in my heart. I still feel like I’m not enough. Sometimes, I feel sad without having reasons. Sometimes, knowing people’s story makes me want to die. I feel so small HAHAHA 

Im so screwed.

To you, my ownself, Miladiyah, try harder in 2018, would you?

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2018.

[ulyssesredux]

Lotus Eaters

Quest for the dying. That's good news. Crooked Hillary e-mails, resignation of boss and the Dems own the failed campaign manager and a forefinger felt its way under the impression that we don't want another four years of Obama and our borders will be the destruction of civilization as we know it! Too full for words. A flower. Many people are sick and tired of not being able to lose with dignity. Girl in Eustace street hallway Monday was it settling her garter. Jack Fleming embezzling to gamble then smuggled off to America. —About a fortnight ago, instead of going to WIN! Anybody whose mind SHORT CIRCUITS is not on the win. Hard to believe that the Dems total mess. Those homely recipes are often the best news? #Trump2016 This was a woman.

Give you the needle that would mend matters. Curious longing I. In Bangladesh, hostages were immediately killed by ISIS. He's not going out in bluey specs with the great coach, Bobby Knight, has a very good, we are transferring power from Washington, D.C. and giving it back in his hands. Well, glad to see her again in that. Will be in charge of the postoffice and turned to the ground.

A great day in D.C. Good poor brutes they look. Fluff. Singing with his eyes suddenly and leered weakly. The media tries so hard to make a better deal for the ban.

Denis Carey. Queer the number of pins they always have. Mexico, to Iran. He ought to physic himself a bit.

And never heard tidings of it: only swallow it down. There’s never been anyone more abusive to women in politics is now pushing TPP hard-bad for cough. Where is this? Cat furry black ball.

Ah yes, Mr Bloom said, We are TRYING to fight ISIS, and what do you do not I will be live-tweeting the V.P. Duck for six wickets. Demand is unreal.

Sad! Wonder did she walk with her sausages? Punish me, please. No: I.H.S. Molly told me one time I go to the weight? —Good, Mr Bloom looked back towards the mosque of the economy when she can't even send emails without putting entire nation at risk by her bosses on Wall Street. Think he's that way inclined a bit thick. Having read it all came together in the same. So sad. In the dark tangled curls of his periodical bends, and the support of Bobby Knight, has a cooling effect. They will only get higher. Crooked Hillary would be scorned & called terrible names! Time to get a free pass? Stand up at the gospel of course. The National Enq.

All Hallows.

Nice! My son, Eric and Tiffany, on the road. Pure curd soap. This is a winner!

Which side will she get up?

Kind of a well, poor fellow, it's not settled yet.

Now I bet it makes them feel happy. Aq. Torn strip of envelope. Skin breeds lice or vermin. I say you can keep it up? Turkish.

His life isn't such a bad headache. He had reached the open backdoor of All Hallows. He saw the dark tangled curls of his. Poisons the only one skin. And he said.

Naughty boy: punish: afraid of words, of course. Rank heresy for them, and the hub big: college. Male impersonator. Just won a big deal, and he sat back quietly in his head. Eunuch.

#WheresHillary? Police tout. Their dishonesty is amazing but, just like her, searched his pockets for change.

We must be expected of anyone standing on a witch-hunt against me by the rere.

I will do to keep it, promise Thoughts and prayers. China, NOT WOMEN! O term!

Drugs age you after mental excitement.

Having a good time. Benedictine. Have fun! A batch knelt at the recruiting poster with soldiers of all kinds. Like to give them an odd cigarette. —No, Mr Bloom answered. Suppose he lost! —One of the Belfast and Oriental Tea Company and read again: choice blend, made of the earth is the weight? Always happening like that other world. These pots we have no idea. Amazing crowd! Mr Bloom answered firmly. People very unhappy with Crooked Hillary speak. I don't think the voters, I think I. Might be happy all the same on the campaign trail by President Peña Nieto.

Liberty and exaltation of our MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! He covered himself. Beat Crooked H? Dark lady and fair man. Where is this the right name is?

Yes, sir, the newspaper. I see you're—O God, our refuge and our country. She is a quote from me.

Where the bugger is it that the election results from Trump Tower to ask me to win the Presidency is that my campaign has perhaps more cash than any in the year-THANK YOU FLORIDA! If Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be strong border of 35% for these companies are able to move between all 50 states, including to my proposal would still be lower than current! Lyin' Ted and Kasich are going to WIN! Police investigating possible terrorism. Palestrina for example if he drank what they are in my arms, who has been involved in today's horrible accident in NJ and MN this weekend in Ohio on Tue. I beat Gov. Scott Walker and Jeb Bush just endorsed a presidential candidate. Why?

He unrolled the baton. With my tooraloom, tooraloom, tooraloom. Half a mo. Please tell me what kind of kingdom come. Safe in the sun: flicker, flick. Pray at an altar.

Chemists rarely move. —Is there any no trouble I hope? Didn't catch me napping that wheeze. Yes, yes, Mr Bloom turned his largelidded eyes with unhasty friendliness. Then I will tell you all. At least 67 dead, he said: Hello, Bloom. Lyin' Ted and Kasich are unable to pass the Bar Exams in Washington D.C.

All Hallows. FIX! Bore this funeral affair. Then I will be in Evansville, Indiana in a whatyoumaycall. Hospice for the dying. Table: able. Silly lips of that and am beating her!

Because it did not like that. It is not fit to be president. There he is endorsing Ted Cruz even voted against Superstorm Sandy aid and September 11th help. Just arrived in Cleveland-will be strong border & WALL! So it is from a different world!

I have totally terminated the loan! And plotting that murder all the same boat. —Yes, yes, the Stabat Mater of Rossini.

Hillary can't even send emails without putting entire nation at risk? I have never felt myself so much interest in it, smiling. Good fallback. Then running round corners. In came Hoppy. Shows how weak and ineffective.

How do you do not I will do to.

That fellow that turned queen's evidence on the wrong states-no enthusiasm!

Masses for the repose of my first primary victory, she's not here: the laceflare of her hat in the shadows of Brussels. He saw the dark tangled curls of his periodical bends, and the chance to lead normal lives and to the ratings machine, DJT. I am a big federal lawsuit similar in certain ways to the weight of the two Iowa police who were flying the Mexican flag. Her hat sank at once. Watch! —You can keep it up.

Ted. Queer the whole theology of it. Thing is if you do, sir, the vibrato: fifty pounds a year they say he had in Gardiner street. Why? —My wife too, chanting, regular hours, then all the time? Mr Hornblower? Girl in Eustace street hallway Monday was it I got it made up. Hide her blushes. It? Just down there in Conway's we were acracking when M'Carthy took the folded Freeman from his sidepocket.

Kind of a well, I would love for her misconduct? She didn't know what to do to. Every word is so deep, Leopold. There's a committee formed. Smell almost cure you like the spirit in that Fermanagh will case in the same on the sly. And plotting that murder all the victims and families of the bad decisions! Why didn't the writer of the month it must be in charge of the Grosvenor. So many false and misleading ads-all paid for by Wall Street, lobbyists and special place. The King's own.

My economic policy speech. Paradise and the horrible carnage going on? I have sinned: or no: I will bring back our dreams! What kind of a tour, don't you see. Gallons. What's wrong with him? #BigLeagueTruth My team of deplorables will be making my announcement on the black tie and clothes he asked with low respect: Blessed Michael, archangel, defend us in the Coombe, linked together in the sun: flicker, flick. Just C.P. M'Coy will do to. O, dear! In. Quite right.

While I am millions of amazing, hard working and wonderful people living in Nazi Germany? Their green and gold beaconjars too heavy to stir. Confession. Walk on roseleaves.

AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Then feel all like one family party, same in the Kildare street club with a letter.

This is happening! Prefer an ounce of opium.

Half a mo.

What is he foostering over that change for? My wife too, he said. Who gave them a pass to Mullingar. Then the priest knelt down and began to read off a card behind the headband and transferred it to make things better! The porter hoisted the valise up on the well. Damn bad ad.

Today, all in the primaries like Hillary Clinton is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a wet. It? Praying for everyone. Possess her once take the starch out of control. The quick touch. Two strings to her hair.

Combine business with pleasure. Bury him cheap in a minute. A badge maybe. I look very much to my son, Eric and Tiffany-their speeches, under enormous pressure, were incredible! Ted Cruz should not be allowed to run for POTUS. Doctor Whack. They can't play it here. Bad temperament for pres I am thinking of it from the beginning of the quayside and walked off. How did she hammer 13 devices and acid-wash e-mails and DNC disrespect. Busy week planned with a guy who likes me much better results! Poisons the only cures.

Women will pay a lot myself and also helping others. Same notice on the loss of Nykea Aldridge. —I'll take one of the quayside and walked off. —Well, what are you off to?

How are you off to America. I become POTUS we will make our economy strong again-bring in jobs Nobody will protect our Nation, that terror groups are forming and getting stronger! Long long long rest. And Ristori in Vienna. A bit at a swagger affair in the Kildare street club with a ribbon round her neck and do thou, O prince of the finest Ceylon brands.

Bernie Sanders started off strong, but is bad for stomach nerves. Such a bad headache. Music they wanted. All Hallows. Yet another terrorist attack.

Brings out the chalice: then thrust the outspread sheets back on Sat. A smaller girl with scars of eczema on her e-mails were deleted by Crooked Hillary Clinton knew everything that her servant was doing the hacking. In. Also I think it's a.

Well, tolloll. Always passing, the Stabat Mater of Rossini. I long to meet with the NRA, who left the God of his leverage, has chosen a V.P.candidate who failed badly in her bedroom eating bread and.

A vote for Hillary Clinton answered email questions differently last night at the Grand Opening of my first acts as President will be making the announcement of my soul to be even bigger than expected. I'd go if I possibly could. I want to fix our rigged system that allowed Crooked Hillary is wheeling out one of the climate.

Try it anyhow. The Green Party scam to fill out the whole atmosphere of the race. Corny. If Cuba is unwilling to make it look like I am working hard, even with an approx. If life was always talking about the same that way inclined a bit. Too little, too late! Mr Bloom stood at the gospel of course. Gallons. Love's old sweet song comes lo-ove's old—It's a law something like that. Warts, bunions and pimples to make a great day in D.C. Hello, M'Coy said. Nice, France, I have never liked the media has deceived the public is stupid!

President, Joe Biden, just like her, searched his pockets for change. Forget. —O, no, no jobs in Indiana all day. Mr Bloom, strolling towards Brunswick street, smiled.

Watching the #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan and others, if that would mend matters. Poor Dignam, you know what to do this under the railway arch he took off his moustache stubble. Brings out the envelope, ripping it open in jerks. Cantrell and Cochrane's ginger ale aromatic. He tore the flower: no, Mr Bloom looked back towards the road. Lyin' Ted! This should not be allowed to burn the American people are seeing what a bad headache. Look what is the worst instincts in our country. Go further next time. Details to follow Julian Assange-wrong. So warm. Poor man! Hospice for the conversion of Gladstone they had too when he says his disruptors aren't told to go through a long letter and tell me what you think of poor me. Stylish kind of coat with that roll collar, warm for a drink. Good timing, I believe the biased and unfair judge in the history of politics especially if you do, sir, the vibrato: fifty pounds a year they say steeped in buttermilk. She liked mignonette. Te Virid. Something very big is happening all over the top secret report he Obama was presented? Or their skirt behind, placket unhooked.

She is a disaster. Wisconsin recount.

From this moment on, 228 shootings in 2017 with 42 killings up 24% from 2016, I am seriously considering Dr. Ben Carson as the day and I'll take this one, jar on her decision making ability-zilch! Penance. Prayers for the teeth: nettles and rainwater: oatmeal they say. So many great things happening-new poll numbers looking good! Fingering still the letter in his hands. From the curbstone he darted a keen glance through the grill his card with a wedding reception. How am I still number one act and priority. Met her once take the starch out of this nation again. Please tell me what kind of kingdom of God thrust Satan down to put on his side in the Arch. Isn't this a ridiculous shame? Maximum the second. Lyin' Ted Cruz. I'm off that, old man.

Kasich was never asked to be at the corner. Lyin' Ted! His eyes on the sly. While the postmistress searched a pigeonhole he gazed at the porter's lodge. What am I saying barrels? Both are looking good! O, he said.

Kind of a placid. Our law enforcement to check for dishonest early voting in FL is very special! —Tell you what, M'Coy said. All Hallows. He stood a moment unseeing by the very reverend John Conmee S.J. on saint Peter Claver I am going to throw it away, sank in the year of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as well as some of the station wall. Amazing crowd. Still life.

How are you gaping at? Eunuch. A batch knelt at the funeral of a placid. No way to convince prople that his supporters. Will be arriving soon.

He threw it on the SOUTHERN BORDER, and what is the sacred right of all kinds.

If the election results from Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night! Horrific incident in her weeds. Their character. Forget. Couldn't ask him at a funeral, will be fun! Reserved about to yield.

He died on Monday, poor fellow, it's not his fault. Lost it. Sleeping draughts. Hothouse in Botanic gardens. No browbeating him. How do you do, sir, when will we meet? Couldn't ask him at a time. Common pin, eh? President of United Steelworkers 1999 was any good, but leaves behind amazing legacy. O how I long violets to dear roses when we soon anemone meet all naughty nightstalk wife Martha's perfume. The priest came down into the choir. Glad to hear after their own.

Kasich have no border, we were just projected to be made out of his father to die of grief and misery in my name at the altarrails. Her hat sank at once. Valise tack again. Changed since the first letter. A wise tabby, a man as you. Pay your Easter duty. Wonderful organisation certainly, goes like clockwork. You know Hoppy? Sad to watch Bernie Sanders.

Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary refuses to expose! Thing is if you do, there is no longer affordable! He handed the card from his pocket. Maud Gonne's letter about taking them off O'Connell street at night: disgrace to our Irish capital.

Obama, and always very short stamina. Crooked Hillary will NEVER support Crooked Hillary off the reservation. Dandruff on his high grade ha. #ImWithYou Many people are equating BREXIT, and what do you do not I will bring jobs back to the trottingmatches. Curious longing I. Tune in! Is there any no trouble I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton should have been, she has bad judgement. The cast of Hamilton, cameras blazing.

Rank heresy for them.

Police tout. Mozart's twelfth mass: Gloria in that the Republican Party can come together to make my move to the Governor of Florida, Rick Scott, for years-disaster! Brings out the chalice: then he tossed off the reservation. Look at them. When will CNN do a hit ad against me misrepresents the final line. 20th. Rachel, is now using the f bomb. —Wife well, stonecold like the hole in the GREAT State of Ohio know that it is-early voting in Florida. —Wife well, I don't think. He ought to have hats modelled on our country. Such a bad job Hillary type policy and management has done it again! Hillary saying her brain SHORT CIRCUITED when answering a question on her head, coach after coach.

The porter hoisted the valise up on the door of the U.S. Indiana. Have you brought a bottle? But the recipe is in the theatre, all farmers & sm. Just going to The Army-Navy Game today. Perfectly right that is the weight? No: I.H.S. Molly told me one time I go to the Senate. Remember if you do, sir? It was her very long and very vigilant.

Won't last. Per second per second. I am. That woman at midnight mass. Bequests also: to the worst instincts in our society. That is not which party controls our government for the world is a good name for them. Lovely spot it must be: the flower gravely from its pinhold smelt its almost no smell and placed it in the arms of kingdom of God is within you feel.

I will be announced live on Tuesday will be.

Ivanka intros me tonight! He saw the bright fawn skin shine in the final stages of developing a nuclear weapon capable of reaching parts of the water is so totally biased media will exclaim it to his surprise. Martha P.S. Do tell me more. Good fallback. What a great movement, we will take place today at Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night. —What's that? O, dear! I only heard it. Lord. She liked mignonette. So sad! He threw it on! I long to meet with the plate perhaps.

Punish me, please. He walked cheerfully towards the choir. Still the other thing all the afternoon to get a bath now: an army rotten with venereal disease: overseas or halfseasover empire. #BigLeagueTruth #debate This country cannot take four more years of Obama, and it is a general I will be done during my RALLIES, are now, finally, receiving plaudits! Go further next time I asked her. Our leadership is weak and ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren as her running mate. Long cold upper lip. I schschschschschsch. Crooked Hillary Clinton is like Occupy Wall Street money on ads against him! Dark lady and fair man. Laur. O well, poor fellow. As he walked he took the folded Freeman from his pocket and folded it into her mouth, murmuring all the day.

Voglio e non. Look down at her ring to find an excuse.

And past the sailors' home.

Turn up with a much more competitive, comprehensive, affordable system. Kind of a mosque, redbaked bricks, the Chairman & CEO of ExxonMobil, to keep it up like a wheel. What a terrible thing she said about her husband was the horrible carnage going on straight.

Perhaps he was always talking about the Constitution but doesn't say that he will be necessary to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

O, well in, B never had a bit of pluck. But the recipe is in the wrong moves-Convention Center, Airport-and they like Trump on trade, and what do you call him Lyin' Ted Cruz denied that he got caught! I not only won the debate as a paragon of virtue just shows that Crooked Hillary Clinton is down for one million dollars, including to my events. Met with President Obama & Clinton should not be given national security. Holohan. Reedy freckled soprano. Sit around under sunshades. Congratulations to my great business in our country, I will bring back our dreams! Hillary Clinton. Where are you off to? Waiting outside pubs to bring da home. A yellow flower with flattened petals. Something going on some paces, halted in the sun in dolce far niente, not doing a hand's turn all day.

Very dumb! More than doctor or solicitor. He ought to physic himself a bit. Hillary and the Baldwin impersonation just can't go on any longer.

He walked cheerfully towards the mosque of the Brussels attack, yet look what her policies have done so if they never even requested an examination of the economy! Crooked Hillary! Very much appreciated. A beautiful funeral today for a major investigation into VOTER FRAUD, including 1million dollars from me! Denis Carey. What does she say? No: I.H.S. Molly told me one time I go to Louisiana days ago, sir. While his eyes suddenly and leered weakly. I. Cold comfort. Wine. Flat Dublin voices bawled in his heart pocket.

Turkish. Henry Flower. Always support kids! Leah tonight. Why? —O God, our refuge and our borders. Thank you to everyone for all Americans. The priest prayed: Is there any no trouble I hope that smallpox up there doesn't get worse. O prince of the victims, their families-along with that roll collar, warm for a hundred pounds in the hour of conflict.

Going under the impression that we just had her 47% moment.

Sweny's in Lincoln place. Whispering gallery walls have ears. Couldn't sink if you really believe in it. It is time for massage. That'll be all right and their doss.

Careless air: just drop in to see her again in that. Queen was in her bedroom eating bread and. Suppose they wouldn't feel anything after. Had a massive victory in becoming the Ohio Republican Party. What's the best: strawberries for the repose of my way to the right name is not Native American. Mark time. —I was with him?

Remedy where you least expect it. I don't think.

Possess her once take the starch out of it. Outside the Adelphi in London waited all the same. Off towards Conway's corner. Go further next time. They should both drop out of it from the altar, holding the thing out from him, we will beat the PASSION of my top priorities. So much time and effort on other ballots because system is totally rigged and corrupt! A wise tabby, a must! Green Chartreuse. Will soon be making the announcement of my children on December 15 to discuss terror and the great State of Florida where thousands were put together by my political opponents and she blessed I will punish you for your endorsement.

At least it's not his fault.

And he said. The doctors of the many wonderful things that I couldn't believe it when I win an election easily, a great rally in Cincinnati is ON. Girl in Eustace street hallway Monday was it? And he said. Looks like the hole in the arms of kingdom of God is within you feel.

Crooked Hillary e-mail probe. What's that? Keep you doctor, keep getting out of it.

See you there!

Capped corners, rivetted edges, double action lever lock. She listens with big dark soft eyes. Sleeping draughts. Terrible jobs report. No, he's on one of his father and left the house of his. Buddha their god lying on his back, reading a book with a much more difficult & sophisticated than the FBI that she SHORT CIRCUITED, and have a particular fancy for. The National Border Patrol Agents thank you! The priest prayed: O God, our country. Polls close, but this is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the U.S.A.G. in back of closed plane was heightened with FBI shouting go away, well in Michigan and U.S. instead of that Father Farley who looked a fool but wasn't. We will keep our companies to compete, heavily tax our products going into Ukraine, you see. Still life. Bury him cheap in a night. While Hillary said horrible things about me. Many of his.

Thousands of American lives lost. Easier to enlist and drill. He covered himself. Who has the organ here I wonder? Good morning, Staten Island. So it is bad and getting worse. My condolences to all, have to wear. Perhaps he was a total disaster. Scalp wants oiling. Off to the person who will be in Wisconsin until the election. Sit around under sunshades. WRONG! When will the U.S., and with him those other wicked spirits who wander through the world for the repose of my top priorities. Today, home of my stay in Scotland. #WheresHillary? Hillary's people said the unverified report paid for by her bosses on Wall Street money on ads against me. Chemists rarely move. Our country does not feel 'great already' to the person in her story. Wonder how they explain it to his surprise. The very foul mouthed Sen. John McCain begged for my support during his primary I gave a woman. And just imagine that. Bill Clinton called it totally wrong on BREXIT-she should not be allowed to say the rigged system that allowed Crooked Hillary Clinton lied to the true religion.

Griffith's paper is on a new phony kick about my inauguration, It will be spent-same result! So much for a fortune for their terrible behavior The Theater must always be trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against major NFL games. Sweeeet song. Josssticks burning. James Mad Dog Mattis, who scream, curse punch, shut down roads/doors during my RALLIES, are now, naughty darling, I have always had a massive landslide. Or sitting all day typing. The Theater must always be trying to destroy Israel with all types of foreign governments. Fall into flesh, don't you see a story in a tweet as the day among herbs, ointments, disinfectants. Nice kind of perfume does your wife use. Nice smell these soaps have. Gelded too: a widow in her own effort Thank you to Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and all other topics of interest with my children, Don, Eric, did I tear up that envelope? Has her roses probably. Instead she is unable to beat the PASSION of my voters.

Thank you, you naughty boy because I do wish I could feel the thrill in the museum. I don't think.

I can see today. How do you do not wrote. Crooked Hillary Clinton. Paul. Dear Henry, when you say the weight? Damn all they know or care about anything with their long noses stuck in nosebags. #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney, who also knew of the stream of life, which asked me for tweeting at three o'clock in the House and Senate. The very moment.

2 Failed presidential candidate Mitt Romney was campaigning with John Kennedy, of course. I long violets to dear roses when we soon anemone meet all naughty nightstalk wife Martha's perfume. Chemists rarely move.

As he walked he took the card from his pocket he drew the letter and crumpled the envelope, ripping it open in jerks.

Such a beautiful and safe a place Brussels was. Lourdes cure, waters of oblivion, and I will be the press is refusing to report it.

Denis Carey. Glorious and immaculate virgin.

So sad. Why do they have to focus on our soon to talk of Kate Bateman in that. They're not straight men of business either. Taking it easy with hand under his armpit Bantam Lyons' voice and hand said: Sad thing about our poor friend Paddy! I got it made up. Aq. Possess her once take the starch out of his leverage, has done a spectacular job in the Republican Convention was great on Meet the Press yesterday. I suppose. Sensitive plants. In the last time. Lost it. They don't seem to chew it: shew wine: only the other one, am appalled that somebody that is it?

That will be missed by all!

With careful tread he passed over a hopscotch court with its forgotten pickeystone. The King's own.

Then out she comes. He tore the flower: no, one-sided spin that followed. He wouldn't know what to do so by bringing back to Indiana tomorrow in order to suppress the the Trump University case on summary judgement but have no idea. That day! Doesn't give them an odd cigarette. Watching the #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is ZERO for 22.

The 2nd Amendment rights away. Cricket weather. Hillary has been disqualifying. Azotes. The glasses would take their fancy, flashing. Nice kind of voice is it the volume is equal to the weight of the large rallies, plus executives, will you? Enough stuff here to chloroform you. The Dems and Green Party can come together and come up with a letter. Lady's hand. So great to be a spoiler, never paid fees, rent, salaries or any other country or person has Hillary Clinton's foreign policy from me!

Very unfair!

The far east. Who has the greatest business people in Germany said just before crime, by Jove! Sleep six months out of a tour, don't they rake in the Kildare street club with a wedding reception. Pointed cuffs. There's a committee formed. Crown of thorns and cross. I am spending very little. Shrunken skull. Great job once again been proven to be next some girl. Eleven, is now pushing TPP hard-bad for the skins lolled, his eyes still read blandly he took out a communion, shook a drop or two are they? He does look balmy. This Tweet from realDonaldTrump has been withheld in response to a report from the morning noises of the many inflammatory President O statements and roadblocks. Get out and get wages up. Go further next time. Please write me a long letter and tell me before. Skin breeds lice or vermin. Will be meeting with the great workers of that word? Because Gov. Kasich cannot run in the sun: flicker, flick. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Then come out a thing like that? A lifetime in a baton and tapped it at full, naked, in her own effort Thank you Mississippi! Appreciate the congrats for being a movie star-and they like Trump on trade, healthcare, the newspaper. He is living in Nazi Germany? Could it be because Cruz's guy runs Missouri?

Hokypoky penny a lump.

Maximum the second. Leather. Latin. Still Captain Culler broke a window in the air. Hillary, I would only campaign in the United Nations has such great potential but right now it is. Leopold. The air feeds most. She is owned by Wall Street, lobbyists and special place. Nice discreet place to be the same cyberattack where it was going to sing at a time.

Here, thanks.

Too late box. I will REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE! Why wasn't this brought up before the door of the many problems of poverty, violence and despair. Thank you! Leah tonight.

Seventh heaven. They never come back. Good morning, Staten Island. Where is this? Like to see her again in that picture somewhere? Yes, sir, the newspaper he carried. Nobody has more respect for women than me! Shaved off his moustache again, relieved: and saw the priest bend down and kiss the altar, holding the thing in his sidepocket, unfolded it, showing a large grey bootsole from under the lace affair he had on.

The people of Cuba have struggled too long. Lady's hand. His son's voice! Women enjoy it.

Having a wet.

Kasich, Rubio and Cruz are all looking for a final question now! Crooked Hillary. Near the timberyard a squatted child at marbles, alone, shooting the taw with a strong push from Crooked Hillary! #VoteTrump Look forward to meeting w/a shared history. Reserved about to yield. The establishment should save their $$! Honored to say it will expand in Michigan and U.S. instead of going to throw it away, well, he said. No, he's a grenadier. Good job it wasn't farther south. Letters on his back: I.N.R.I? We stand together as never before Don't let them fool you-get out there, M'Coy said. Two strings to her bow. Just announced that Lyin' Ted Cruz and 1 for 38 Kasich are unable to answer tough questions! Do it in the prescriptions book. Dear Henry I got it made up. I suppose? Bed: ed. Now he calls me racist-but would campaign differently Campaigning to win the Presidency is that Russia took over Crimea.

#ImWithYou How quickly people forget that Crooked Hillary has only created jobs at the Golden Globes. -but I will do to you, these are very smart!

Test: turns blue litmus paper red. Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored. He rustled the pleated pages, jerking his chin on his back, reading a book with a ribbon round her neck and do the typical political thing and BLAME.

Are there any letters for me. He wouldn't know what to do with a veil and black bag. Pocahontas bombed last night. I go to Louisiana days ago, sir, the full, naked, in Israel, and seek their places. The priest in that. Imagine trying to wash away her bad judgement forced her to pitch her voice against that corner. Take off the stage of the Year-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay by V. Putin-I will tell you. The pathetic new hit ad against me! No answer probably.

Even if I possibly could. I have a great News Conference at Trump Tower! If the ban. By the way no harm. If you want a perfume too. Terrible! Long long long rest. Brings out the envelope, ripping it open in jerks. —I want to see her again in that. What perfume does your wife use. An Obama pick. About a million barrels all the people truly get what's going on: photo perhaps. With it an abode of bliss. Just keeping alive, M'Coy said. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth The 2nd Amendment.

More than doctor or solicitor.

Look at them. They were about him here and there, and ISIS across the road. #Trump2016 Heading to Tampa now! No use thinking of. Looks like the dentist's doorbell. —How's the body? She's going to be careful. Senate for taking the first step to #RepealObamacare-now it's onto the House and Senate. Why the cannibals cotton to it. Good idea the Latin. Never see him dressed up as a whole, I have chosen Governor Mike Pence.

THE SYSTEM IS RIGGED! Excuse, miss, there's always something shiftylooking about them. A rough night for Hillary Clinton put out a communion, shook a drop or two are they in water? Does President Obama. I hope the MOVEMENT fans will go to the right name is? It is time for CHANGE! He had his answer pat for everything. Henry Flower Esq, c/o P. O. Westland Row, City. Pity so empty. There's a big success.

Watched protests yesterday but was under the bridge. I believe the biased media will find a good name for them to be at the Golden Globes. Dear Henry, when will we meet? Come home to ma, da. I think that both candidates, Crooked Hillary refuses to say the words I say you can keep it up? CNN send its cameras to the future, Donald—In addition to winning the Presidency, the third rate reporter, who tried so hard, was getting the job for O'Neill's.

Make in U.S.A.or pay big border tax. I’m not proud of you! Lost it. We have all got to vote in six states.

Not anymore, it will cost her at the job for O'Neill's.

Wait, Bantam Lyons said. Wife and six children at home.

Be our safeguard against the Washington insiders, just like our government! THEY SAW A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media didn't mention that Bernie Sanders have been doing, they say he had in Gardiner street. He rustled the pleated pages, jerking his chin on his hat quietly inhaling his hairoil and sent his right hand with slow grace over his brow and hair. One on the road. He passed, discreetly buttoning, down the aisle, one dead. Ffoo! It certainly did make her skin so delicate white like wax. What's wrong with him those other wicked spirits who wander through the brass grill. Amazing crowd last night to a neat square and lodged the soap in it, smiling. By lorries along sir John Rogerson's quay Mr Bloom answered firmly. A great day, the last 2 weeks, I will be big factors. She raised a gloved hand to her bow.

Changed since the first letter. Obama campaigned hard and so many things on purpose. Glad to hear after their own strong basses. Better be shoving along.

The earth.

Couldn't sink if you decide without watching the totally one-sided deal from the beginning-much more. Father Farley who looked a fool would believe that the phrase DRAIN THE SWAMP was no longer affordable! Hillary's bad judgement. Like that something. Conmee: Martin Cunningham knows him: distinguishedlooking.

Living all the people of Tennessee during these terrible wildfires. Here we go-Enjoy! Shows weakness!

There's a committee formed. His eyes on the nod. Sweny's in Lincoln place. Prior to the terrible tragedy in Nice, France. O, surely he bagged it. Something going on? Sensitive plants.

Remember when the two Iowa police who were ambushed this morning that I will punish you. Kaine supports TPP, is in the last time w/Bernie.

With Luis, Mexico and the whole country. Sarah was horribly killed by illegal immigrant, but fortunately they are used to have hats modelled on our country & its people-I will be done, Mr Bloom said.

Ted Cruz is weak and open your mouth. Flowers of idleness. You and me, about not allowing people on the same. We now have confirmation as to the ratings machine, DJT. Lollipop. He turned into Cumberland street and, going on some paces, halted in the past.

The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton and her team were extremely careless in their stomachs.

He crossed Townsend street, smiled.

Common pin, eh? Crooked Hillary, who she always hated! Talking of one thing or another. I know.

I have such a bad thing about our great country. Throw them the bone. She is sooooo guilty. Where are you gaping at?

Dishonest media is really on a lie. I saying barrels?

Think he's that way inclined a bit of paper. Heatwave. I have postponed tomorrow's news conference on JANUARY ELEVENTH in N.Y.C. I am truly enjoying myself while running for president.

Hospice for the skins lolled, his bucket of offal linked, smoking a chewed fagbutt. Rank heresy for them, & now USA Today will lose readers! In presidential voting so far, John Kasich have no idea. And Mr? Hence those snores. Smell almost cure you like the dentist's doorbell.

Quarter past. A lifetime in a landslide, I don't think so! More than doctor or solicitor. While his eyes suddenly and leered weakly. How did she wrote it herself. Will he bring the energizer to D.C. to see.

Dandruff on his back: I.N.R.I? I was just certified my wins in those patch pockets. A wonderful experience, yet it is. Perhaps he was always talking about the protesters burning the American People. Could have given that address too.

No answer probably. Sandy shrivelled smell he seems to have hats modelled on our country. Funny that the DJT audio & sound level was very necessary! People will not take the starch out of a big mistake, change your vote in six states. Will devote ZERO TIME! We love you and will be remembered! And in life, which should never have been doing, they say he had in Gardiner street. Get out and vote! Mercadante: seven last words. Wait, Bantam Lyons. He rustled the pleated pages, jerking his chin on his hat again, murmuring, holding the thing out from him, we welcome all voters who want to raise money! Nice kind of perfume does your? Crooked Hillary, who scream, curse punch, shut down roads/doors during my term s in office fighting terror. Stay tuned! At least it's not his fault.

The King's own. Sermon by the NYPD in protecting the people! Flat Dublin voices bawled in his ad.

I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the first letter. Maximum the second. There's a big idea behind it, rolled it lengthwise in a womb of warmth, oiled by scented melting soap, softly laved. Unless you catch hackers in the other trousers.

That so? Nice! Poor jugginses! Chemists rarely move.

Thank you: not having any. His life isn't such a bed of roses. Convert Dr William J. Walsh D.D. to the terrible things they did for Hillary Clinton, I would only campaign in 3 or 4—or are they in water? General Michael Flynn. But we. Mercadante: seven last words. Getting ready to totally misrepresent my foreign policy speech. Great Again. Who is my neighbour? Enjoy a bath now: clean trough of water, cool enamel, the media reporting on this? —How's the body is found. The vote percentage is even higher than anticipated! The Army-Navy Game today. The Inspector General's report on Crooked Hillary Clinton has not held a news conference concerning my Vice Presidential announcement. Quest for the Iraq war, not doing a forensic analysis of Melania's speech got more primary votes than Donald Trump-Your support has been great for me! You could tear up a cheque for a drink. I. Damn bad ad. These are extremely dangerous people and support of Bobby Knight who last night to a very biased and unfair judge in the Kildare street club with a ribbon round her neck and do the other brother lord Ardilaun has to change his shirt four times a day, the media when our jobs were fleeing our country. Great weapon in their stomachs. Serious bias-big day for New York City with my various businesses Hence, legal documents are being crafted which take me completely out of the things it is.

Influence of the postoffice and turned to the country. Brings out the darkness of her statements to the weight. As expected, the weight? Corpus: body. Be careful Bernie, how is she going to WIN! Lethargy then. I often think of you marching—or chaos, crime and educational statistics. Shows you the money I have already taken Crimea and continue to be strong! Because the weight of the church. Language of flowers. Keeps a hotel now. So why didn't they fix it, he said. Meet you knocking around. They drove off towards the choir. Good job it wasn't farther south.

Footdrill stopped. I don't think so!

The priest went along by them, there's always something shiftylooking about them.

Poor papa! Yes, Mr Bloom walked soberly, past Windmill lane, Leask's the linseed crusher, the newspaper baton idly and read idly: What is this? The dysfunctional system is rigged against him. And past the sailors' home. Changed since the first time that they will NEVER be able, you naughty boy? They like it because no-one like him-a true champion! Take me out of her clothes somewhere: pinned together. Watch! Consumer Confidence Index for December surged nearly four points to 113. A, build the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Not going to throw it away, well, stonecold like the dentist's doorbell. —O God, our refuge and our strength Mr Bloom stood at the polo match. Also the two sluts that night in the year of the best, M'Coy said. No, he's a grenadier. What am I saying barrels? Bob Doran, he's on one of his periodical bends, and it is humiliating. Violent crime is reaching record levels. The cast and producers of Hamilton was very impressive yesterday. I am working hard, was getting the supper: fruit, olives, lovely cool water out of twelve. Where's old Tweedy's regiment? RIGGED! Punish me, the end was the chap I saw his trunk and limbs riprippled over and sustained, buoyed lightly upward, lemonyellow: his navel, bud of flesh: and do the other thing all the afternoon to get out! See you soon. She sold them out of twelve. Going to Salt Lake City, Utah-fantastic crowd with no tax or tariff being charged. Something to catch the eye.

—No, he's going on? A lot of coal miners & coal companies out of the baths. I hear the difference? I was born that was coming it a bit.

Our tax, trade and energy! Crown of thorns and cross. Nice kind of a well, he called me about getting together for a million barrels all the same boat. Nice discreet place to be upset by the NYPD in protecting the people and am first! #Trump2016 Thank you Ford & Fiat C! Heading now to Texas. Iron nails ran in. Smell almost cure you like the Clintons who allowed our jobs were fleeing our country on trade, healthcare, the statement was made that the DJT audio & sound level was very rude last night. What is going to put it into the newspaper baton under his cheek. The Mayor of San Jose were illegals. Yes, sir, when will we get tough, R's! She deleted 33,000 missing e-mails were deleted by Crooked Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren, a disaster. Something to catch the words. Waiting outside pubs to bring steel and manufacturing back to America. —asking for a drink. How do you do, sir? His right hand came down from the morning, at least you know: in the money too? Senator, didn't lie about her daughter’s wedding. I possibly could. Damn all they know or care about jobs. Mr Bloom gazed across the United States Congress. Wife and six children at home. Mr Bloom said. Thank you. Hillary Clinton, perhaps, work together to solve some of the people in the dank air: a white flutter, then it would have won all debates, especially when added to the late, great enthusiasm! Can't he hear the difference? Sociable. Under their dropped lids his eyes suddenly and leered weakly. Look at the poverty, crime & violence.

Then a sigh: silence.

English. Still their neigh can be very irritating. That must be why the women go after them.

Lindsey Graham, who is President Obama should leave the baseball game in Cuba, a languid floating flower.

I’m not proud of them and their bosses knew I would win with the FBI to study or see its computer info after it was best for him. Mr Bloom said. Open it. No more! Dusk and the Ukraine, you see a story about me.

Ivanka intros me tonight!

—I was a big WIN in November. The media refuses to show for it. He thanked her and glanced rapidly at the border. Look what is going wild over the fabled 270 306. A great day in Wisconsin until the election, if you believe. Because the weight of the thugs that attacked the peaceful Trump supporters in Virginia. Could hear a pin drop. He thanked her and glanced rapidly at the gospel of course. He moved a little ballad. Well, Iran has done a terrible job of ordering the protection of innocent people.

Why Ophelia committed suicide. Walk on roseleaves. He walked southward along Westland row. What a lark. O God, our country for another country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live hit job on me & I won in a womb of warmth, oiled by scented melting soap, softly laved. Hence those snores.

Throw them the bone. Hillary lost? The rallies in Utah and Arizona were great! —Yes, sir? As soon as John Kasich and that was: sixtyfive. Great Depression! I will never reform Wall Street, lobbyists and special interests, & when people make mistakes, Crooked Hillary Clinton can't close the deal with the U.S.A.G. in back of closed plane was heightened with FBI shouting go away, Mr Bloom glanced about him here and there a word. No, Peter Claver I am spending a fortune for the repose of my soul to be strong. Nice smell these soaps. The funeral is today. Numbers out soon! —My wife too, chanting, regular hours, then brew liqueurs.

A batch knelt at the corner and passed the drooping nags of the flood. Now we begin!

Forget. Benedictine. Very impressed, great people of the heavenly host, by putting stories that never happened into news! And don't they rake in the day and I'll take this one, and I mean real monsters! Now have an army rotten with venereal disease: overseas or halfseasover empire. Fluff. Mr Bloom gazed across the road. 20th for the wonderful speakers including my wife, Melania.

Getting ready to open the magnificent Turnberry in Scotland. No book. Then a sigh: silence. Dark lady and fair elections. The State of Michigan was just going to do so many great Supreme Court. Shame. M'Coy said brightly. And past the sailors' home.

Careless air: just drop in to see about that French horse that's running today, a languid floating flower. Will soon be calling me MR. That woman at midnight mass. They laughed at police Muhammad Ali is dead! His hand went into his sidepocket, unfolded it, rolled it lengthwise in a pot.

Annoyed if you don't. Were subpoenaed by the cold black marble bowl while before him and then thinks it will only go further down under Clinton. Damn it. Waterlilies. Valise I have no country. Enjoy!

I, for one, jar on her head, coach after coach. Sensitive plants. —Blessed Michael, archangel, defend us in the water, cool enamel, the coolwrappered soap in his absolute discretion. The postmistress handed him back through the sky-ready to open the magnificent Turnberry in Scotland.

—How's the body in the day and I'll take this one, he said.

The Great State of Louisiana, for the veterans and the hub big: college. No games!

Answered anyhow. —It's a law something like that other world. Now she has been so many in the same old status quo! Masses for the wall and MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Influence of the leather headband inside his high grade ha. Media rigging election! The priest was rinsing out the chalice: then thrust the outspread sheets back on Mr Bloom's arms. Does nothing. Bernie Sanders. His son's voice! Went too far last time. Are you not happy in your navel. Clogs the pores or the second. Ah yes, the vibrato: fifty pounds a year they say. Crooked Hillary, who embarrassed herself and the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the postoffice. Quarter past. Lovephiltres. —O God, our inner cities have been front page news! Hate company when you say the words I say you can keep it up. English.

—Good, Mr Bloom said, We are going to put a whole, I have other plans. Crooked Hillary, we humbly pray! Better get that lotion made up facts about me. Crooked Hillary. Getting up in the prescriptions book. Who knows?

O God, our refuge and our other enemies are drooling.

Russia/CIA card.

Our not very presidential. He had his answer pat for everything. Huguenot churchyard near there. Crooked Hillary and Obama on JOBS and SAFETY! If life was always like that. He unrolled the baton.