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var sc_project=6594869; var sc_invisible=1; var sc_security="71aa1e14"; Always been really personal and secretive. But then realized I was locking myself away from the world. We all need some form of outlet.

[spacegayover]

Haruka Dick blocking Seiya twice is priceless

Haruka “I’m not jealous” Tenoh

How to throw away a bouquet as if it’s a fucking bomb

Pls

She’s my spirit gay animal

[9drac9]

The more flowers Seiya tries to give, the faster Haruka comes and further she throws.

[9drac9]

tumblr you have let me down. why did it take this long for me to learn about my brilliant little queer of a magic and brain user cassandra cillian?

love it when subtext became main text. did not expect that kiss to actually happen even though they built the tension up the whole ep. 

it’s like having willow from buffy the vampire slayer again. which cute and lovely at first...but i’m getting the feeling cassandra is going to get consumed by magic too. le sigh, fingers crossed she doesn’t get corrupted and we’ll have to go through a whole heart breaking redemption arc and rebuilding friendships.

(I’ve had the 1st season of The Librarians on hold at the library for ages but kept it inactive. Life was too busy for me to start up and marathon a new show...welp at least the wait gave me 4 seasons...though I’m almost done the 3rd at this point)

I fell in love with cassandra during that santa ep. Her excitement for it was absolutely amazing and infectious with joy. and then it just grew from there.

is this an unpopular opinion? I’m new to the fandom...I really don’t like flynn. I don’t care for the episodes he shows up in. I love the cast dynamics without him.

[9drac9]

It wasn’t actually an option. Not without knowing at least.

Sometimes I think back and wish I never knew and was never offered the hope and possibility. After a grueling year of summer heat and even hotter kitchens, internships caps off the culinary program. We had to choose 3 options in order from most desired to least from a list offered. You can ask for outside of the list but way more work and effort to establish connections and openings.

I love to bake more than cook, but I’m a better cook than baker (go figure). I had my heart set on going to a baking program. So I chose the closest restaurants/bakery to where I lived or my mom’s workplace, instead of where I would learn the most and afforded more opportunities. 

First fork in the road that makes me wonder where I’d be now if I committed to advancing in cooking and not baking.

I was offered so many jobs to cook at different events that I took it for granted. I’ve turned down paying jobs to volunteer for pastry and chocolate events. So blinded I was by my love and passion I could not see my blunder; choosing passion over proficiency. 

Some time after my internship selections (done last minute, online) the topic of them was somehow brought up in front of one of the chefs that have offered me many job opportunities. He’s close friends with a well-established (and $$$) sushi restaurants in town. He’s seen my fervour and knowledge on sushi in class before and even brought me along to teach a sushi making workshop (lol it still cracks me up, it was terrible rice and quality but they don’t know better). He brought up that he could have set up an internship at the sushi place for me. I was ecstatic. I rushed to the coordinator in charge of our assignments hoping we could work it out. It was too late. They couldn’t (wouldn’t?) make it work. My first option was a restaurant that never picked up the phone. My second option was filled up. So I’m left with my last option, a bakery that would fuel my nightmares and challenge my ethics for years to come.

The second fork in the road. Though was it really a fork? I did what I could and knew at the time. Maybe if I didn’t select my choices last minute. Maybe if I talked and asked for guidance before choosing. Maybe if I dragged the chef to meet with the coordinator and begged and pleaded for this opportunity. Or asked for the internship after my assigned one. 

Where would I be now?

[9drac9]

hockey should not end in a shootout

...I was begging for it to not go into a shootout before the overtime. For whatever reason I just felt it would end in a shootout where Canada wouldn’t win. During the overtime I was begging for a miracle. Canada was so exhausted and it showed. 

We lose at curling, DQ for speed skating, and now hockey. This has been a painful winter olympic. At least figure skating was decent. Got me back on Yuri on Ice fanfics lol. 

It’s too warm out. There’s no snow pile for me to jump in and numb the pain. We no longer reign supreme. It’s so painful to break a winning streak, but you could see how starved the USA was for it. It’s okay (not really), this will fuel us to be even better next time, and keep the gold. 1st and 3rd puts you on top of the world, 2nd and 4th place just brings tears and frustration. 

...I should be studying for exams, and my laundry has been done ages ago but the game was too tense to leave and get it.

[9drac9]

maybe...maybe we need to bring back these PSAs for kids and teens.

[9drac9]

I HATE CAULK!!!

...more precisely, i hate removing caulk.

[beepbeepbeepbeep-deactivated202]

ok but why

[9drac9]

come in from the side, not the top...it’s less wtf-are-you-doing?!? for the dog (if it’s your dog it probably won’t give damn).

kind of like if you went in for a high-five and shoved your hand in the persons face to accomplish this, they’d back off...but if you did this to someone you’re really close to they’ll put up with your antics (might even just headbutt your hand).

[9drac9]

The closer we are to someone, the more we expect them to be understanding. The more we have them put up with. The effort saved up is spent on those less understanding, less forgiving, less close.

How backwards. How human. Predictably illogical.

[9drac9]

now 7:17am, due 11:30am

I can’t tell if it’s the sleep deprivation, or apathy after so many years of schooling...but i just wrote a paper for adjustment to chronic illness in relation to the biopsychosocial model...and referenced spider-man. 

this has been my most bizarre paper to date. i have no idea how it’ll be recieved. and im not lucid enough to hazard a guess.

edit: I got a B+, everything’s a joke, and my life is a lie.

[9drac9]

thanks, but no thanks

hey, i  know you meant well. it was nice of you to hold the door for me. 

you’re a poop head for holding it when i was so far away.

so yes.

i’m gonna stare you in the eye and hold your gaze as i maintain my shuffling languid pace. i refuse to jog for your mistimed manners. 

and it was great, watching your face shift to the realization that I won’t change gears. watching the debate during those 3 meters of distance (seriously 3m, whats wrong with you?!?) on whether you should let it go and keep walking. but no, i’m holding your gaze and you know the power has been shifted. you’re the butthead that held the door for someone too far away, and now you must  commit to it.

hopefully you’ve learned how to time those door holds for the next person.

[equalistmako]

every time i listen to “you’re a mean one mr. grinch” i can’t help but sit there and think “what did the grinch do to hurt you?” because dude just stands there for 2 minutes and 58 seconds and drags the grinch into the dirt

[damianmcgintleman]

he stole christmas, kayla! stop with your #notallgrinches propaganda!

[equalistmako]

you know what if someone told me i was a three-decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce i’d probably be bitter enough to steal christmas too 

[prokopetz]

Interestingly, though The Grinch Who Stole Christmas is narrated by Boris Karloff, the big musical number is sung by the late Thurl Ravenscroft - an American voice actor better known as the voice of Tony the Tiger.

My headcanon is that the Grinch and Tony the Tiger had a bad breakup, and “You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch” is the resulting breakup song.

[snickerslizard]

Did this really HAVE to be the first thing I see when I opened up Tumblr?

[prokopetz]

Yes.

[iguanamouth]

[star-spangled-jackass]

oh god theres art

[tediousfeline]

@altadude you know what must be done.

[altadude-deactivated20190418]

[sauvamente]

Oh my god

[cyduck25]

STOPPPP

[kitty-sylvie]

What I didn’t know I didn’t want; Mr. grinch and Tony the Tiger fic.

[werewolf-official]

im wheezing 

[9drac9]

silent hysterical laughter at 1am

wanted something new from christmas. this is it. it’s perfect.

[surfacage]

some guy: instinct just memes around uselessly, i hardly see any of their gyms

me: holds ur face gently listen to me you little shit

[9drac9]

this is some beautiful awesomesauce, and i want more to gobble up

[ramenuzumaki]

Look at this amazing paper cup art of Dragon Ball!!

Source

[therealsavageshark]

This…is…fucking…genius.

[9drac9]

I gasped every time they turned the cup...I was that amazed.

[9drac9]

Part 2 of spending my summer making a wooden chest. All for the sole purpose of storing the full set of Harry Potter books (plus the Hogwarts Library box set) that I got my friend. This set of books are used and the first three books I had to do some repair and cover up with a written name in the cover. All because Harry Potter is what my friend grew up on and loves. Specifically, these books with the out of print covers.

The original set that she grew up with, and treasured, and reread for well over a decade has been ruined and/or lost by her younger brother (*gasp* I know). Hence my quest to get her a full set and build her a custom box that she can put a lock on it. Through this lengthy processing of how-to's, trials, and marathoning shows in the background as I make this, I have cat-sitted, gotten a perm, lighting a hydrogen filled glove and going deaf in one ear, suffered large family visits (10 people and 1 bathroom is NO), and made many...many trips to hardware stores. Nevertheless, I finally finished a project and I can move on to making something else. My room is forever messy.

P.S. I have gifted. She has cried. There is great joy making a friend cry >:D mwuhahahhaa

[9drac9]

Part 1 of how I spent my summer making a wooden chest with dovetail joints

[9drac9]

We were just children in grown up clothes How we made it this far only God knows We bent the rules and smashed our cars Played with fire and broke our hearts Somehow came out laughing through the tears Sure don't seem like twenty years We drove into the desert And tapped some kegs Fit into the circle just like square pegs Roll one outta flower tops Hide it man here come the cops I still taste the skunk weed and the beer Sure don't seem like twenty years Danny died of aids Brian died of loneliness Ricky died trying to make that turn For all of us survivors Stop and remember Those of us whose candle don't burn anymore For the classes that we ditched For that precious stolen kiss For the bridges that we burned And the lessons that we learned In the school and on the street For the long odds that we beat And the scars that we wear And the memories we share Raise your glass up one more final cheer Sure don't seem like twenty years Sure don't feel like twenty years

For the longest time (probably over a decade) I've had the bolded part of the lyrics stuck in my head. I heard that little bit of the song playing in the background of a Chinese series when I was a little kid. And oddly enough it took a spot in my brain and never budged.

From time to time I would type in the lyrics to try and find the whole song with no success. (I also learned to never search lyrics with the word god in it, you won't find your song).

And out of the blue, 2 weeks ago I tried again. And voila I found it. It wasn't quite what I remembered. The tune in my head, got a bit distorted over the years. It was a bit of a let down not to have the same magic that grabbed hold back then, but the rest of the lyrics made up for it.

[9drac9]

on my way home at the end of world pride in toronto

soaked to the bone and tired from a long day of the never ending parade. this was a great way to end the day.