Hello, Tumblr user.
My father is doing okay. I can’t say he is well or he is in pristine condition (or thereabouts) but I prefer to be postive and think that he is.
Cancer has marked its territory on my father’s body, mapping new boundaries every month and I wish I could ward it off with Firaga.
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Wouldn’t it be Good - Danny Hutton (Nik Kershaw Cover)
Wouldn’t it be good to be in your shoes
Even if it was for just one day
Wouldn’t it be good if we could wish ourselves away
List ten books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard — they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Then tag 5 more.
It was a bit tough to think of the books that have one way or another, chipped away pieces of old to sculpt the current “self.”
Here are the ten books that gave my psyche a horrid rhinoplasty and a pair saline-filled lips (on the top of my head):
The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini
Looking for Alaska by John Green
Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein
The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway
Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami
Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist by David Levithan and Rachel Cohn
1984 by George Orwell
Matilda by Roald Dahl
Eleanor and Park by Rainbow Rowell
(Edit: I can’t even count, this list has 11. lolfdapolice)
Thank you, Miss inkycherie, for tagging me! I’ve been seeing this all over my dash and I was just watching until now. HAHA!
Movie Quote of the Week: Paris is Burning (1990)
"When someone has rejection from their mother and father, their family, they - when they get out in the world - they search. They search for someone to fill that void."
I don’t understand how someone you haven’t spoken to in three years would have the audacity to text you out of the blue and ask you if you can do his project for him.
It’s one thing to greet someone properly before asking for favors and it’s another thing to be asking someone to do your final requirement for you.
He said that he’s got his hands full of plates and he hasn’t been getting proper sleep for days now. Vehemently shaking my head (in my head), I thought of the million things I could say to turn this favor down.
I recounted my college days wherein I had only an hour of sleep for a whole week because of requirements. I was practically invisible at home because I knew I had things to finish and I do not wish to rely on my groupmates. My face even broke out and developed a crust of acne you could scoop with a spoon (ew wtf but no exaggeration here) due to stress and the consequent hormonal imbalance.
I’ve been through it and I managed to do it all at once. So don’t you tell me you can’t do something because you’re “puyat” or “marami akong requirements sa ibang subject."
Jesus, can’t you even ask me how I’m doing first? Please remove your hooves off the table.
My dad isn’t getting any better.
— James Joyce
"Jesus is a biscuit, WHOA, let him sop you up!"
"Archie, Marry Me"