art and books

like Guns and Ships but more mellow and not sung by a hot man who can rap in a French Accent

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Learning a new language this year

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This is my first time actually using watercolours

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Telling Time Pt.2

Asking What Time It Is

A: すみません。いまなんじですか。・Excuse me. What time is it now?

B: ___じです。・It’s ___o’clock.

A: ありがとうございます。・Thank you.

B: どういたしまして。・You are welcome.

Asking When Something Is Taking Place

A: ___はなんじですか。・What time is (event)?

B: ___じです。・It’s at (time).

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Telling Time Pt.1

Adding じ

To tell time add じ after the appropriate numeral. Notice that there are several ways to say 4 (よん or し), 7 (しち or なな) , and 9 (く or きゅう) when counting, but when it comes to telling time you use よ for 4, しち for 7(although some may use なな), and く for 9.

Time of Day

ごぜん・A.M *comes before the number (ごぜんにじ・2 A.M)

ごご・P.M *comes before the number (ごごにじ・2 P.M)

はん・half *comes after じ (にじはん・2:30)

あさ・morning

ひる・noon

ゆうがた・evening

よる・night

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I love these so much

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Finally Finished. Please give Credit if you use this. I've spent a lot of time tryin to get it right. Also, the piece was done for a tattoo my cousin needed.

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hope your pets stay healthy in 2017

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I almost didn’t blog this and felt guilty

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Not risking it

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hope ya pets even healthier in 2018

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Candid Moments 📷 Konsta Punkka

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Love like ghosts // Lord Huron

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that’s all i wanted

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When I was with you, it became so clear to me what it meant to love someone. The way I felt for you was overpouring with a new definition of love. I thought I finally remembered what love meant. But now that you’re gone, I feel as though I’ve forgotten what it means all over again. Or maybe, that image of love has been destroyed by you.

Excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via tbfhprincess)