reblog and make a wish
this is my second time reblogging and my first wish came true so
i have to
i did this a few days ago and it also came true, i was freaked out like fuck
here goes nothing
well lets see
i remember a few months ago, wishing that my crush would like me back on this post
and now he’s my bf
..WISHING AGAIN. YAY
Not going to lie, I made a wish when I reblogged this this morning, and my wish came true an hour ago.
I’M SCREAMING I FORGET WHAT I WISHED FOR WHEN I ORIGINALLY SAW THIS AWHILE AGO BUT I THINK I WISHED FOR 1/5 AND I GOT THAT??? HOLY R234RWEDFSCSDGDFSF
whATS LIFE OMG THE NOTES
i made a wish the other day and it came true no joke
wishing again <3
i’ll give it a try
I just want to go on adventures. I want to go to SF and actually see the massive SF bridge right in front of me instead of seeing it foggy from a distance. I want to walk around the urban streets of SF. I want to go to a beach, lay there under the warm rays of the sun, and then run back and forth into the water. I honestly want to go to Cal State East Bay in the night time and see for myself the beauty of Hayward. I want to try new foods. Read thought provoking books. Hear music that sends tingles down my spine. I want to talk to people I normally would not talk to. I want to swim in a secret/hidden lake or beach. I just want to do things differently. I desire an adventure, some place new, to discover what I haven’t discovered yet. I want to experience things. I want to feel magnificent.
“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.”
As I’m studying, trying hard not to feel like crap, making myself memorize every formula and understand every theorem, I finally noticed after hours how beautiful this scene is. I don’t know if anyone else ever does this or recognizes this, but as I was studying, I had to stop. I saw the way my textbooks were laid out, my papers (semi-organized) spread out all over my bed. My index cards in hands reach. The beautiful numbers on my graphing paper. The look of arrows, highlighted titles, keywords, and boxed numbers. Education in its own simplistic beauty. Stunning.
i wish for prom you had like a package to pick from and maybe a specialized package too. and in that package it had everything you needed for prom - dress, date, makeup, hair styles, etc, all inclided. wouldn’t that be greeeeeaat.
By looking at the number of people going crazy for prom and then looking at myself who has done nothing for prom except buy the ticket…in the beginning of the year. The one dance I couldn’t wait for at one point in time, I could care less for.
Lineage of a drum kit.
So when is someone going to come and throw a biscuit at my head and tell me to go to prom with them? Hmmmmm? The thirst is really not real.
“It’s like a lover has returned”
Gesturing toward the sea of people and the thousands of fluttering black, red and white Iraqi flags, Mr. Shamki said: “You don’t know who is Sunni or Shia or Christian. They are just chanting for Iraq.” The fans also cheered for something more, at one point breaking into the chant, “Sunnis and Shiites, we are all brothers!”
In the midst of ongoing turmoil, Iraq experienced a few hours of calm this past weekend, meeting Syria in only the second match played in Baghdad since the outbreak of war in 2003. For a few hours, there were no divisions, no sides, no turmoil; Iraqis were just that, Iraqis. In this piece recently published by the New York Times, Tim Arango wrote of the emotional impact of the game on a population that has faced a constant struggle. Welcome back, Iraq. [Posted by Maxi]