12. did you enjoy any compulsory high school readings?
Yes I did!
There was actually a ton of books that I had to read in high school that I absolutely adored. There was way more than I thought there were so I’m just gonna make a list of all the books that I loved that I had to read in high school.
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald (10th grade)
Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury (10th grade)
(Play) Cyrano de Bergerac by Edmond Rostand (summer reading for 9th grade)
The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan (summer reading for 9th grade)
Brave New World by Aldous Huxley (9th grade)
The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne (10th grade)
Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe (9th grade)
Lord of the Flies by William Golding (11th grade)
Also, some that I had read in middle school that I loved
A Raisin in the Sun by Lorraine Hansberry (8th grade)
Countdown by Deborah Wiles (7th grade)
Where the Red Fern Grows by Wilson Rawls (6th grade)
The Giver by Lois Lowry (6th grade)
The only required reading that I absolutely hated in high school was Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell (and I think that’s was just cause it was long and summer reading)
Describe the memory of the last time you felt true happiness.
Name a song that makes you feel ethereal.
Talk about something exciting or good that happened to you this year.
Do you believe dreams have meanings or are they completely random?
What’s the sweetest thing someone has done for you?
What’s your zodiac sign? Do you think you fit the general characteristics of that sign?
Do you collect anything? And what are some hobbies you have?
TIGHT HUGS, DEAR!!!
La Fatina Lunare Giulietta 🌙✨
My Lunar Fairyyy! Welcome back *w*
Thank you, let me start!
I'm not so much into comic movies, but... I don't know, I just laugh so much at people slipping, stumbling or weirdly screaming in fear xD
That singular scent you can only smell after it rained.
At the last concert I saw, when the singer took my hand during my favourite song of the setlist.
There are many, I'll name a few:
Alba - Sleeping Romance
Abyss of Time - Epica
Master the Hurricane - Vision of Atlantis
Danse Macabre - Delain
Together Again - Evanescence
Hearing my voice in a couple of Netflix shows and read my name in the end credits for the Italian voice-over was definitely the best so far.
I think dreams are some sort of signals from your subconscious, yes. But sometimes they can just be the result of your brain putting images together; I guess it depends on the period you're living, your mood, stress and so on.
When he returned from his journey to Japan, my partner brought me a hoodie with cat ears and the japanese special version of an album I was looking for. And, two months ago, he went back to his hometown to visit his father and when he came back he brought some special heavenly smelling teas called "Green Sun", "The Tea of the Poets" and "The Rose Tea", the latter literally with tiny rose buds to infuse. I was in awe!! Also, when You asked Tricky to draw my muse thanking me for the poems on my birthday *w*
It should be Cancer. Nope.
CDs from my favourite bands, I also have rare singles and EPs... but, shhh, that's a secret! ^_-
Beside writing, I love playing videogames (especially survival horrors) baking, singing and watch period dramas.
These two kids are Hamza (the oldest) and Qusai (the youngest).
Their mother shares this video and bids them goodbye. They were both killed by Israeli bombardment 5 days ago. She says:
[Two days before Hamza and Qusai were killed, hamza asked me: "mom, when we die, where will I go?" And I told him: "you will be a bird in heaven, my love." He said: "and Qusai?" "Just like you inshallah."
And indeed, two days later, he left and took his brother with him. It's like he was preparing me for saying goodbye to both of them. Heaven is more beautiful than any place on this Earth, habibi. We will meet and be reunited one day, me, your dad and you two].
Our kids don't deserve to die already thinking about what will happen to them, they don't deserve to die already terrified, anticipating their death because the world failed them and decided their lives mean nothing. We are not numbers. Remember their names and their stories.