#But also it would bring me great joy if I was able to convince people that Crocodad was Real based on narrative evidence
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There's like a part of me that realizes that I've written so much Crocodad Meta that at this point I should probably just compile and condence it all into like a giant Propaganda Post
'Cause like. Sure it's all still on my blog, but few people are going to go digging through all the crap I've posted in the past few months for all the Crocodad Evidence, so just showing it all into a single post would make for like. IDK something I could use to make a compelling argument for why Crocodad could be real
(Also it would be more like, Crocodad evidence you might find on a more meta/narrative level, like on-going themes and Oda's story telling tropes/habits etc. Other people have already made posts that breakdown and analyze Marineford and compile all the subtle details+easter eggs etc so I wouldn't even go into any of that. I mean SURE I could regurgitate all that info too but it'd be easier to just link to someone else's post instead and save myself some time lol)
But also.
Do I really want to spend an obscene amount of time making that post. Do I really want to do that.
#Moon posting#OP Meta#Like the reason I've been so against making a giant propaganda post is that BECAUSE I've already written about these things#It'd feel like I'd be beating a dead horse. Also I'd have to condence a lot of it 'cause the post would get long as hell otherwise#(I mean the good news is that even if I had to condence some subjects I could link to my longer breakdowns for extra detail I guess lmao)#But also it would bring me great joy if I was able to convince people that Crocodad was Real based on narrative evidence#And that would be way easier if I had a single propaganda post as proof instead of my whole ass blog lmao#Also we are getting closer and closer to Egghead wrapping up which means we might get to see Cross Guild soon#And I mean I don't think we're gonna get into Croc's backstory immidiately when we do but like I'm just saying#The clock's ticking and there's only so much time left for me to make an argument for Crocodad being Real before it gets proven OR debunked#Shoutout to the three people who have gone through my entire OP Meta tag and liked every single post I've written in the past few days
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I would NOT go from ANY yandere's grasp if they feed me what i like, like either i'd be too absorbed in eating or i'd be too tired after eating to really want to escape 😭 i don't really care what they'd do (love u btw)
Relatable honestly, man if that’s all it takes for a Yandere to keep you around, you’ll best bet they’re going to give it their all making you food to keep you around. Here’s a little comfy ramble…
I feel like most Jojo characters would be able to cook even if it’s just following a recipe. Foo Fighters does her best flipping through countless cookbooks, and watching videos of whatever your favorite things are. That’s what people do to bond right? Have good tasting food! It’ll surely bring you both closer together.
There’s a few that aren’t great with cooking, Mista occasionally burns certain things, he’ll admit cooking isn’t exactly his skill but figures everything out something eventually . (He finds it a pain to cook cheese sauces since they can burn easily) If it’s too complicated he’s taking you out to a restaurant that specializes in it.
Okuyasu isn’t the best with cooking at the start, mixing up spices, or under/overcooking. He manages to somehow convince Tonio to teach him properly. Being a good partner means making their favorite food properly in his mind so he’s not going to slack on that if it keeps you happy.
Since we’re mentioning food here might as well mention Tonio Trussardi here. This is the best way for him to be Yandere honestly right within his territory. Using Pearl Jam or not, it fills him with joy with whatever dish or snack you like. The way your shoulders relax once you eat sends this chefs heart fluttering like never before. He’s not really worried if you happen to be fond of something more factory made/processed his approximations are almost always better than the packaged things. (It’s better this way in his book anyhow).
I also feel like Gyro would probably take advantage of your lowered guard around your favorite food. He considers himself descent at his homelands dishes and of course Johnny likes his coffee he prepares, so often he ends up insisting to cook, practically taking over it from before on your journey. (Which works for him, you don’t need to worry about talking to whoever else anyway). He can’t wipe that stupid big grin from his face as you sit to eat your favorite thing. (That’s if you even notice from how tasty it is)
Koichi is another character who would take up some form of cooking for you. Maybe he just happens to eavesdrop one afternoon after class and see what exactly you’re eating? Then he makes himself useful and buys everything, then prepares it at home. Then hey, what do you know? One day or another you both happen to bump into each other and can even sit together for lunch for a little while.
(Here’s a part 8 character I feel like is underrated)
Karera is another character I definitely see using food to her advantage with you. She’ll get your favorite meals at whatever shop for free somehow (with a bit of handiwork from her stand love love deluxe). Oh hey, she just happened to buy something you like that was sold out most places, how about you sit and eat it with her? Making lunch/dinner? Duh she’ll make it for you, as long as you’re eating what she made with her own two hands (or bought/scammed herself) she’s happy.
If that’s what makes it easy to keep you around Jotaro doesn’t really mind. He’s right on it to getting/making it for you. Holly of course inserts herself pulling out recipes, she’d know you’d love. Just a small suggestion to her son of course as she winks. He’ll be right in the kitchen with her preparing everything, or quickly walking out to get whatever’s needed. Just don’t make yourself sick from eating too fast.
#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere imagines#yandere jjba#yandere jjba imagines#yandere jjba x reader#Yandere karera sakunami#Yandere Koichi hirose#Yandere Toni trussardi#yandere jotaro#yandere foo fighters#Yandere okuyasu#yandere gyro zeppeli#yandere guido mista
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20.10.2023
guys I made very hard decision and closed almost all of my market transaction except one. It means loosing tons of money and it is hard to accept it, but it was taking my life away from me, as I was always stressing about it and loosing eating and sleeping. I left one transaction that is suppose to go up next week when google, meta, and something else will publish quarter earning reports. Also it is so low now that it shouldn’t go much lower, rather only up. I left it so I can restore some more money and give it back to my mom. I borrowed lots of money from her in hope of rescuing my funds (I had enough of my own money but it wasn’t immediately available because it is on some funds etc). But I just don’t want to fight anymore. I want to live normally. I talked about it on therapy yeasterday and I felt convinced.
i was never interested in investing in the market. This company called me hundred times and I finally broke, you know, ok I will see how it works, just leave me alone. I had money that I received after my dad died. It was so much that after I bought some stuff for home, I had no need for the rest of them so I thought it might be not so bad idea to invest it. You know, my intentions were good, I like to help people, I thought when I have more money I will be able to do more good. Sounds reasonable. BOY WAS I WRONG. Of course at the beginning everything went great. Then, first mistakes, and problems, also bad advice from that company advisor, and I was spiraling down for almost a year. The truth is that I was mostly deceived and manipulated by this investment company. I can’t really blame myself for all of it. I experienced so much stress and trauma during that year because of it that it is unbelievable. I want it to be over whatever it costs me.
i’m planning to close that last transaction next week when it reaches the level that I hope for. It is realistic goal. I think so. I hope it is a good decision. I was neglecting everything. I want to stop staring at charts and numbers all the time and get back to real work. Thank God all that I do as my job, are good things that bring joy and are helping people. I’m so glad for it now. If I worked in a company that is casually making people loose their money I wouldn’t be able to look myself in the eyes. I really appreciate my work now even if it doesn’t bring me huge wealth. I realize now how much more important is what you do than what you have on your account.
It’s ok, I still have enough money that in case, lets say, I need to replace my car, I will be able to do it. I also earn a good money and I’m self employed. I don’t have to worry that I don’t have a money for living. It is more of a psychological effect. I need to process it. It is not easy. But I think it will be easier to get over that loss than live in constant stress and tension night and day. Writing about it here is a part of processing for me. i will update next week when it is - lets really root for it - finally over. Also it would be nice if Euro go up a little bit, as it is very low now - I would also get some more money when changing to Polish Zloty.
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I can't be silent any longer, too many people have different interpretations, and I also really want to share my vision of Edgar. Also if suddenly someone wants to talk about this awesome guy - I am very often online (at least for now). Feel my HUGE love for Choir Boy through these headcanons pls...
So, headcanons for the best boy:
- Edgar is an orphan (this is almost a canon, since Choir, as I remember, came from an orphanage?), as a boy he was forced to panhandle on the streets of Yharnam, until a kind member of the church took him and sheltered him in Choir (I even think it could be Ludwig, but I'm not sure how much they coincide in timelines, it's just that they seem to me as related characters. I can imagine young Edgar trying to repay Ludwig for kindness, but he did not accept anything from him and only said, that a knight couldn't do otherwise)
- He sings beautifully, I mean, he is able to hit very high notes and sounds really like an angel
-He grew up on the dogmas of the Healing Church and was always a little bit.... naive? (in other words - gullible) It firmly got on in his head that the Church means only good. He is not a fanatic, but all his life he was sincerely grateful for the chance given to him then, in childhood.
- Edgar is sociable and open-hearted, he always surrounded himself with kind, bright people
-At the same time, tho he was a devoted to the Church, there was always a spark of doubt in him about their actions, and despite the contempt for the School of Mensis, somewhere in the depths of his soul he knew that they were on the path of progress, albeit a very terrible one
-Edgar always strove for tidiness and preciseness, while often showing interest in strange things. If he lived in our time, he would be well-dressed, organized and seemingly absolutely “normal” (by social standards), but exclusively fond of esotericism, dark and scary things, historical research in the most unusual areas and etc
- Edgar hates masks, both literally and figuratively, although ironically he lived with them all his life, first in the garb of Choir, hiding his face and soul, and then in the disguise of a spy
- As @katyspersonal pointed out, he does not use A Call Beyond, although almost all members of the Church do. It seems to me that he simply does not want to - there is a prohibition in his head, sown by himself as a child - the Great Ones are sacred, impregnable, something that Above him, they cannot be used, let alone defiled. No matter how much he disagrees with this thought as an adult. It's kind of his gestalt I suppose?
- Micolash's ideas, which he learned during his mission, pissed him off, defeated, destroyed, made him cry, interested and inspired him - and all at the same time
- And Micolash himself - from Edgar's view - he is a heretic and a bastard. At least he convinced himself of that. Edgar knows - if he will allow himself to feel sympathy for Micolash, he would betray everything and stand by his side, starting his own blasphemous research
- To keep some sanity Edgar drinks tea. He is a tea person to the core, and while Micolash treacherously sips 1 cup of coffee a day instead of a full meal, Edgar is busy with conducting an entire tea ceremony - it brings him joy even in his state of affairs
-He never leaves without looking at his reflection and making sure he looks great, kind of a bloodborne dandy xd However, this habit began to bother him annoyingly when he got stuck in the Nightmare - it was disgusting to look in the broken mirrors, especially since once Micolash jumped out of one, laughing at Edgar who was grimacing in front of the mirror lol
- Edgar is very gifted physically (his in-game stats are something) - despite his thin build, he has very strong arms and is able to carry heavy things (a grown up man with an iron cage on his head is already heavy enough)
- He hates Micolash and sadly realizes that in another time and place they could be friends (maybe even best friends)
-And ofKOS he is also a true scholar! Edgar was sincerely fascinated by the secrets of Pthumeru, even participated in one of the last expeditions to their tombs as a translator from the ancient language (thanks, @karnaca78, for his linguistic abilities in my headcanon xd)
- Edgar is a very warm-hearted and nice person, kind, capable of empathy, but when talking, he can laugh all of a sudden - from internal thoughts, often awkward and strange. It looks cute, but it's actually really weird (tho still cute)
- He is one of the few who sincerely, out loud laughs at Micolash's jokes (once even to tears, and this made him doubt his own adequacy lol), perhaps because he is actually the same as him
Hope you enjoyed all of these and I didn't create any misunderstanding with my PeRfEcT (no) english language xd Love for Edgar churls and swirls Unending
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Hi Jen,
As a queer person in my 20’s I had been feeling like LGBT+ acceptance was growing through my lifetime, and that things would continue to get better, but the way hateful/violent homophobic and transphobic rhetoric have become so politically mainstream again in such a short time is extremely frightening. I’m sure it concerns you too so if you need to ignore this ask for peace of mind, I understand. But if you can talk about it, do you think there’s hope? How does it look from your perspective as someone who lived through harder times? I feel like LGBT+ support is so much more broad now, and we’re more visible in popular culture and even some public offices that it can all only be rolled back so far, but I’m truly scared. Thanks, and be well.
I again apologize for the delay and this answer comes at a weird time since the Club Q shooting is less than a week ago.
I honestly am not sure my generation experienced harder times in some ways. Just different ways. We didn't have much legal protection such as the right to same sex marriage or civil rights to housing or employment. Many states had laws making homosexuality illegal although the laws punished "acts" more than the actual same sex attraction which was just a sneaky way to keep us in line.
The laws are not in as much danger as the right and left want us to think. But when we are panicked they make more money. Not that there aren't reasons to be concerned and we certainly don't want to sit back on our laurels and think there is no threat. From experience the far edges of the political extremes are working very hard to convince us all that no one can possibly come together on anything and the divide is so great there is nothing in the middle. MOST of us fall in the middle because we are just trying to keep our family safe and fed and pay our bills without the governement in our bedroom.
Now it is not so much about fighting laws on the books but about keeping shitty laws from being added. Similar shit, different times.
This next part is from my experience and STRICTLY my opinion since I am not a political analyst nor a professional activist A little of my background: I was very active in the AIDs ACT Up movement, in producing Prides and other events locally AND In organizing trips of local LGBT people to attend larger events like Stonewall 25 and the early 1990's March on Washington. I also have consistently created small lesbian gatherings and enouraged lesbians to form intergenerational friend and mentor groups either privately or at existing festvials and venues. I was in Stonewall Democrats (a delegate for Obama) and the Affirmitive Action Chair for my County Dems for many years. I have been around the activism and political block a few times.
I can’t see the future but I can assure you we have see rough times as a community and will continue to see them but we always seem to get our shit together enough to focus energy and effort on making change. Life and politics are a cycle and history shows that. Nothing is ever a guarantee for all times. All of us live in a world where rights are always subject to threat. That is just reality. My best advice is do what you can with where you are and what you are able. We can’t all lead big protests and we can’t even all vote (age, previous felonies, mobility etc) but we all can do something.
What brings me the most joy, fulfillment and happiness is strengthening connections with lesbians and gathering to share stores, experience and knowledge, whether that means life skills or how we over came obstacles. It feels right to have those conversations and to understand younger generations and their concerns AND to be able to share what worked. I have been exposed to a very particular legacy of lesbian communicaiton and organizing. And what I was taught has helped me in so many ways.
Find what you are most passionate about and put your focus and energy into that. We can’t all change the world but we can ceate small pockets in our lives and those of others where we feel happy and welcomed and understood. And sometimes those groups end up working on change together which can be a very powerful force.
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Chapter 3: They see me rollin'
Hello and welcome back to the Bakeology Lab! This week we are here to talk about all things Christmas!! Before I make it super obvious, Christmas is my favorite holiday. I love spending quality time with my family and during Christmas time we do just that. We decorate the Christmas tree, cook, bake and listen to Christmas music. Everything about it just brings me so much joy and gives me a feeling of nostalgia. Although I love everything about Christmas, the best and most anticipated part in my family is the exchanging of Christmas gifts. One of my love languages are gift giving so it only makes sense for me to get a gift for every single one of my friends and family. Every year, we have a tradition where all of my aunts, uncles and cousins come over to exchange gifts. It's the only time of year where everyone is together at the same place at the same time. It just warms my heart when all of my family members are together enjoying each other's company. Although the gifts I receive on Christmas are great and it may be expensive, the thing that I am most grateful for on that day is my family. A lot of people are not able to spend that special day with their loved ones which makes me sad but also super grateful that I have the luxury of doing so. Another thing my family loves to do is eat. So every Christmas, without fail, my aunt bakes bread, ham and various cakes and desserts. My favorite Christmas dessert of them all has to be cinnamon rolls. If I had to associate Christmas with a smell, it would definitely be cinnamon. When you make cinnamon rolls your entire house smells like Christmas and who doesn't want that? So, with that being said, after a lot of convincing, I have permission to share with you my aunt's cinnamon roll recipe this week!!! It's soft, sweet and I hope you love them as much as I do :)
Cinnamon roll recipe (10 rolls)
Ingredients
3 cups flour
2 eggs
3 tbsp sugar
1/2 tsp salt
2 1/2 tsp yeast
1/2 cup warm milk
3 1/2 tbsp butter
2 1/2 tbsp water
Filling
1/2 cup brown sugar
2 tsp cinnamon
Icing
1 cup icing sugar/powdered sugar
2 tbsp milk
1/2 tsp vanilla extract
Preparation
Add yeast to warm milk and set aside for 10 minutes. In a separate bowl, whisk together flour, sugar and salt. Add in your yeast mixture to the dry ingredients and mix. Whisk in your eggs one at a time then add in your water. Lastly, add in your softened butter and knead with your hands until it forms a soft dough. Place your dough into a greased bowl and cover to let it rise for 2 hours. While your dough is rising mix together your sugar and cinnamon for the filling. Roll out your dough into a rectangular shape and brush on melted butter. Sprinkle your cinnamon sugar mixture evenly then roll it into a long roll. Cut it into 10 equal pieces and place the rolls into a buttered baking dish. Cover for 10 minutes.
Bake at 350 degrees for 20 to 25 minutes. When your rolls are out of the oven, mix your icing. Evenly spread it on top of your rolls. Serve while still warm.
*you can always reheat your rolls in the microwave
Every year my aunt goes all out by making advent calendars by hand, so that we can count down the days until Christmas🎄🎁✨
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Hi! I have a question. I'm a 20 year old woman with fibromyalgia since I was 16, chronic migraines, and hypermobile joints where I roll things and pull muscles, but I've never dislocated anything. I know this might have a long rambling answer (which I love) but I have a couple questions.
1. How do I get better about not complaining about my pain? It's really difficult for me because I'm surrounded by able bodied family and friends, except for my mom who also has fibromyalgia. She's just really good at not saying anything.
2. How do I deal with imposter syndrome or whatever? I constantly feel different, because some days I can just go and it's great and I don't really feel bad the next day. But other times, I can barely walk up the stairs or go to work. Like, I hate that I can function, but not consistently. And every time I have a not great day or a flare up, I feel really bad for asking for help. My friends and family love me and always help, I just feel bad about it.
3. Lastly, do you have any good answers to the question "if you had a chance to have your pain taken away, would you?" because I wouldn't and people are always shocked and I can't explain it.
Thank you so much for answering these and I hope you have a good day!
omg! hi! i'm sorry this will be a long post...
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and why would you want to stop complaining? do you actually want that? you have every right to complain and if it bothers anyone it's not your problem. not sure why you feel like you need to shut up about your pain, pain is HELLISH torturing.
and for myself i noticed that i can endure it better if i grunt and whine and complain. i'm sorry if it's not the answer you hoped to receive but i mean... that's my genuine answer-
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sameee + sending hugs + did you try gaslighting yourself into abled? :D
like, if you struggle with impostor syndrome which means your mind tries to tell you that you're faking it — if that's true, you should be pretty much able to convince yourself that you're healthy! it doesn't work??? oh i guess you're not abled.........
but seriously, it takes a lot of time, i still struggle. but like. you know. why would an able-bodied person live like this? who would ever choose to talk about pain, visit doctors, use mobility aids, spend days in bed doing nothing and dying from boredom, if they're perfectly healthy?
and having a good friend to be your abled reference (one of my last posts here lol) helps so much. she's here to verify that my experience is FAR from abled.
and if we're trying to take a different approach: what if i'm abled. i'm abled, totally healthy, and sooo bored that i like using mobility aids, lie about my pain and etc etc etc. who suffers from this? no one! who's hurt? no one! you're allowed to do ANYTHING that helps you or just simply brings you joy. of course you're disabled, but while your mind still fights the impostor syndrome — it's okay to think that you're just living you life how you want, because you're allowed. it's okay. you hurt no one.
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honestly i might be not the better person for this question because i would... i hate being in pain 24/7 with no pauses at all.
i certainly did witness other people explaining their choice so you can browse and search! i saw something like "disability made me who i am with my unique experience" (NOT A QUOTE, just trying to remember anything). anyway, there's a lot of people like you that you can address with this!
but sometimes, just sometimes, i'm okay with how i am. it's when i enjoy life in some ways, when pain isn't a crucial factor, when my body allows me to experience so many things and be happy, so if it does it even through pain — i'm grateful for this.
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tbh i'm not sure i was the best help here, but i'm always open to asks and dms so. you're not alone!
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Because this has become THAT account:
I am 33 years old and just watched “Beverly Hills Cop” for the first time- I think it broke my brain.
Ok- so I watched Beverly Hills Cop II, and missed some of the beginning. I watched because my dad had it on while I was grabbing dinner, and I got pulled in.
1) How did I not know that was the theme to Beverly Hills Cop? I have heard that all over the internet since its infancy and had no clue. It just goes to show what I always say- a good piece of music will outlive the movie it was written for, and many iconic favorites are made for films.
2) Oof. This movie could NOT be made today. That is an officer of the law consistently breaking the law and skirting morality. The sexism ain’t great either.
That said- he never broke laws to physically hurt people. In fact, the film continually compared his method of talking his way in and out of things with the “bad guys” who shot up rooms full of people when they already had cover stories and could have been in and out with few to no questions asked.
No one put hands on women. They gawked at them, made a few rude comments. Our hero did have a creepy pick up line about shaving long legs. But for the 80s, I recognize that no one put hands on women- not even the bad guys. The heroes also had a female helper who was never sexualized at all and had crucial info. So… you get a “less creepy than you could be” pass 🤷🏻♀️
All that said, I really do understand the appeal. I got sucked in after all. Which brings me to 3 & 4.
3) This is going to make the male fans of this movie mad and the female fans giggle.
That was an R rated little boy adventure story along the lines of Goonies. As someone who regularly tries to convince people to enjoy more children’s literature, I am not complaining. I am saying they snuck it in there really well.
The humor was all stuff you would expect a 12-13 yr old to crack, including the sex jokes.
One of the most fun parts of the film was the somewhat quiet nerdy one slowly become more weapon obsessed and getting gleeful over pistols and rocket launchers. The punchline being is the correct personality types to actually read the instructions to be able to USE the rocket launcher when they needed it.
Which brings me to the biggest point here- our main trio is the exact personality profile one would expect in a “kids on bikes” storyline. Which is highlighted in their middle of the night raid on the shooting range. Our main hero- the “cool” one with all the best plans and sneaky skills, in a sports jacket and tennis shoes. Our excited “nerdy” one who just wants to be involved in the “cool guy’s” shenanigans is in a grey hoody. And then, the sarge- the character with money and reputation to lose but has been dragged along for moral reasons, dressed up in a sports coat and snappy polo like the rich kid dressed by his mom. I will add this is the character who is a little tubby and keeps pointing out that they are all going to be “in so much trouble.”
Like- remove the authority as cops and age them down to 13 and it would be the same movie. In the 80s, they would even have let them have guns by the end of film.
Then Murphy sells it with his absolute child like joy at getting away with all this crap.
This film revels in all the little boy dreams of solving the mystery, blowing shit up, getting to see pretty girls, and saving the day. Good for them.
4) Eddie Murphy is playing Bugs Bunny as a Cop.
This is the part that broke my brain.
I’m good with the chaotic “talk your ways past everyone” shenanigans. It was well done, and what sucked me in. Even while acknowledging how problematic it is, you cheer for him. You can’t help it. He has charm.
The fact that he pulled it off without any costume changes was impressive. I would have expected coat changed and fake mustaches. Nope. Just chatter.
It’s the cop part that is messing with me.
The type of character he is playing here is the “chaotic hero.” This is the sort of hero that comes along to break unjust systems and reorder everything by being so out of left field no one can predict them.
This is Robinhood. This is Vishnu. This is Scarlet Pimpernel. This is Zorro.
The pattern here is- these guys are from the position of power, use or reject it in some way, then destroy things as your everyday man or straight up criminal.
If you are talking even more chaotic, we come across Ananzi, Loki, Coyote, and Bugs Bunny. These guys aren’t always good. They are chaotic neutral who occasionally find themselves being heroes in a specific situation- not to do the right thing, but because it is fun to mess with the blow hard bad guy.
Now we come to Axel.
He is conning his friends into dangerous situations, steamrolling his boss at taxpayer expense, and laughing at other’s justified fears. He breaks the law consistently. Is he a bad guy? He backs up his friend who needs help, never takes anything to keep, and seems to make sure to pay back everyone who has been inconvenienced with political praise, favors they really like, or straight up cash. Is he the good guy?
He is NOT Robinhood or Zorro. There is no moral mission. He also does not come from a place of power that he leaves behind. He pulled himself out of a place of poverty to gain the power he needed to pull off this nonsense with impunity.
He is neutral chaos with a streak of loyalty, well wishes, and simplistic gleeful fun. He is, in fact, a cartoon.
In our minds that does not fit in with the authority of the police force. Neither does he.
He flashes his badge around, but often not to be a “cop” but to be “health inspector” or “building manager” or whatever else he needs at the moment.
He is consistently at odds with the chief of police and if he thinks you are terrible at your job he will ruin you, slowly and painfully. The chief in this film dug his own grave one step at a time and you wonder “did he plan it? Was it improved? What just happened?”
Now that I type this out, the closest character I have to this is Jack Sparrow. Again, but necessity of personality, Sparrow is a PIRATE.
The best thing you can say about Axel being a cop is that he seems to be slowly cleaning it out from the inside. The reverse Robinhood- he went up to the power structure to show them a thing or two about how it ought to be done. 😂
They make a point of all the cops who work with him slowly becoming more like him and becoming better at thier jobs, happier in thier lives, and generally better off for having met him. I suppose he works, even in this system of power, because he never FEELS like he is a part of it. He is a force, sweeping through, and sweeping back out.
He is less a chaotic hero, and more a chaos god. Sparrow was similar until they brought him down to earth in movie 4.
Speaking of which- I got all this from exactly one film. There are like what- 3 of these with another on the way? I cannot be the only person who saw this. Tell me someone somewhere did a full deep dive academic analysis on this character as a “trickster god” type. It was done too well.
Also realizing I started this by saying the film couldn’t be made today, and they are going to try. That will be a train wreck. I must go see it. 😈
#movie analysis#visual storytelling#chaos gods#trickster gods#chaotic hero#Beverly hills cop#eddie murphy#when mythology nerds watch films#who okayed this script???#like this should make the public AND law enforcement mad at you for completely different reasons#delicious#I couldn’t look away#the new one will be ripped to shreds 😂
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Past Story - Alma (1)
!! Please note that the translations might be inaccurate as I relied on Google Translate and am not fluent in Japanese !!
Snowy, Pure Days
I was born in a village in the corner of Naupli, a land of clergy. It seemed like I was crying so loudly that it was almost noisy. The old man is a confessor. Ever since I was a child, I learned about repentance and confession as a natural part of life. Having grown up in such an environment, I followed in my father’s footsteps and become a confessor. While living and working at a cathedral near his home, he also took care of children who had no relatives there. Despite its small size, the cathedral was lively.
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Alma : “Now, in time of redemption, you have four days to clean the cathedral and make it sparkling clean!���
Alma : “With that remorse, your sins will be atoned for, and your soul will be covered in white snow!”
Child : “More, more~! 4th day 2, longer~!”
Alma : “Isn’t it a serious crime to eat your friend’s snack without permission?”
Child : “But come on~”
Alma : “Maybe it was just a light feeling, but it’s the same thing as stealing something.”
Alma : “I really need you to understand that!”
Child : “… Yes~”
Alma : “Okay, then let’s go right away!”
?? : “Do you really think you’ll reflect on that? Alma”
Alma : “Huh? Oh~ Chris! Good morning!”
Chris : “That kid did the same thing before and I scolded him. I guess he hasn’t learned anything.”
Alma : “Should be fine. This time I came to Zange on my own!”
Alma : “I knew it was bad. I’ll never do it again, haha!”
Chris : “That would be fine, but... Alma’s confession is just as rough as his father’s”
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Chris was also one of the orphans living in the cathedral, and we were close in age, so we were close. Me, who is free-spirited and messy, and Chris, who is serious and methodical. Our personality was the exact opposite. No, that’s why. We get along well.
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Alma : “Wahaha, Chris worries too much”
Alma : “There’s no such thing as a bad guy deep down. Well, there may be times when demons intervene…”
Alma : “Anyone can receive it as long as they are willing to change their minds. If I make amends, I can live straight again.”
Chris : “… When Alma says it, it’s convincing.”
Chris : “I’ll never forget talking to a great villain who shocked the world for three days and nights, and finally getting him to confess his feelings after becoming friends with him.”
Alma : “Oh, how nostalgic! That story was long~! Wahaha!”
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Being a confessor is a calling; That’s how I felt. I enjoy talking to people, and it brings me joy to be able to help others by doing so. The more I talk to various people, the more I feel that there is no such thing as an inherently evil person. It’s just that there are unavoidable circumstances that can knock you off your feet.
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Alma : “Well, what kind of person will come to confession today? I’m looking forward to it!”
Chris : “Have fun. Wouldn’t it be more peaceful if they didn’t come?”
Alma : “Surely, wahaha.”
Well-Dressed Man : “Rude. I heard that there’s a confessor here…”
Alma : “Oh, it’s me! Did you come here to confess?”
Well-Dressed Man : “Yes, it’s not for me, but for my son.”
A Difficult-Looking Young Man : “….”
Alma : “Okay, I understand! Let’s talk over here!”
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Today again, I will be the one to whiten my heart with the snow of sin. My heart was just filled with such anticipation.
#yumekuro#dream meister and the recollected black fairy translations#dream meister and the recollected black fairy#yumekuro translation#alma past story
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Do not weep for me, I am no longer hungry
Today I feel so loved. I feel seen spiritually. Do you know how hard it is to be seen spiritually? Everyone is so distracted by the physical vessel that we neglect seeing into this vessel.
Everyone has spirit. I can feel it when I walk by them. Like their spirit looks right at me, turning its head but never the vessel.
I think about the man in the grocery store and our interaction. It was nothing short of spiritual, and I believe that he was also longing to feel. I do feel a bit of pity for him, he hides behind his good looks, and wants someone more intelligent to teach him about life and what it means to love. I wanted to dive into him simply because I can feel this energy spewing from his vessel. It was oceanic and after all I am the goddess of love. Well, now that’s just my womanly ego speaking.
I think about him often and if our paths will ever cross again.
I know that I am not like most women, I dive without holding my breath and willingly drown. I feel like my own husband sees me as a something so shallow, but I think that is my own insecurities beating me to the punch. 🥊
There was a long period of time when I walked through life with my spirit completely deceased. Unmotivated and closed off from the energy fields, and I am convinced that the majority is currently walking around cut off. Only a handful of people truly listen to their spirit and I can easily recognize this. I don’t want to say that I was lost, but I was. I found myself somewhere laying in a dark forest, but now? Now I am the moon, and most people don’t understand how significant the moon’s light can be in total darkness. I’m learning to accept this and to not take it personally, for it does not reflect on my power. I remain open to the world surrounding me. I remain consistent in the spreading of love, truth, beauty, perspective and peace. It is what people long for in such a world of spiritual illness. I am not the cure by all means, I am simply the medicine.
Today I added two more snails and shrimp to my little aquarium. They bring me so much stimulation and joy that I couldn’t resist the urge to add more life. A world within a world. Two different ways of life taking care of each other. It serves my womanly nature perfectly.
Stay true to yourself and your spirit and you will find it to be the most advantageous choice you have ever made in your entire life. Giving you the confidence you indirectly seek. I am eternally grateful that I have the time to look inside myself and truly be alone with myself. That I have the ability to detach from myself and observe. I will admit that it is a hard process at times, but nothing good is ever easy. The more I practice the quicker I can learn. I want to help people be able to do the same.
In several months I will have all my children in school and entire seven hours will be devoted to me and me alone. I get impatient thinking about it because I haven’t had this much consistent time alone in sixteen years. I imagine what I would do with that time and I’m overwhelmed with ideas. I think the first few weeks I shall do nothing. Absolutely nothing. Stare out the windows as long as I want, take my time with errands, slow my walking, slow my processing. I am working on valuing the time I have with all of them right now. Sometimes it is hard to connect with all of them at the same time because of their various ages, but I have always enjoyed a challenge. Getting to know my children on a personal level brings me great joy. I am pleased to hear their creative minds speak. I am working on providing them a safe spot for them to be themselves and learn how to self regulate emotions and thought. To think that I there is something much more rewarding in the world is ridiculous. This is what I was born to do. Change lives.
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To José Rubia Barcia Mexico City, 6 July 1948 Dear Barcia, Your latest letter arrived, to my great joy as always although it has taken me this long to reply, because I’ve been beset with preoccupations recently. Still, better late than never, and I shall now absolve my sins with these lines. I always thought finding work at the university was the right thing to do. It may not have been your goal, but until something better comes along, it’s the most respectable and least tiresome thing you could do. You may not believe me, but I would swap places if I could. I see you are also still chasing the wicked world of cinema doing things for Godoy and Company. Don’t think, as you imply in your letter, that I mock you for doing so: if it brings in a few dollars, I think it’s wonderful. Anyway, if things work out well for me here and your migration issues permit, I am convinced we will work together again. You can count on it. My affairs in this ‘beautiful’ city are not going well. You wouldn’t believe how hard I have to struggle not to fall back on Gran Casino-style films. The current crisis, mediocre producers and viewers, and prevailing bad taste are all pushing me towards the heap of run-of-the-mill film-makers. Whenever I come up with an interesting film project, I fall flat on my face. Whereas I’ve turned down three idiotic films already. So financially speaking, times have been extremely tough. I only get by with help from my family in Spain. But where on earth would I go at this stage? Succeed or fail, I plan to stay around here. Here is a list of my failures: Six months with Pancho Cabrera on Doña Perfecta and Nazarín, I sold him the rights… Failure due to lack of funds. Noriega is keen to buy our script for The Threshold and wants me to make it… Another failure: Ramex ceases production. I come to an agreement with Rechi to direct La malquerida…. He leaves me high and dry and heads off to Los Angeles for two months. When he gets back, he takes on Gavaldón. Dancigers, with Philip Morris of New York, looks willing to produce a supremely avant-garde story Larrea and I wrote. Not for Mexico, but in English for civilized countries. But when the New York mister reads our story, his jaw drops so far, he dislocates it and withdraws the offer to fund. I think these four are enough to give you an idea. Three days ago, on the other hand, a producer came to my house with Pituka de Foronda, whom I’d never met, to propose I immediately begin filming the Insúa novel La mujer, el toro y el torero with Luis Procuna as leading man. It’s crazy! Things are bad, bad, bad! Later on this week, I’ll send you two copies of Illegible, Son of a Flute, which is the title of a script Juan Larrea and I wrote based on an old book of Juan’s that he lost years ago and never published. I’d be really grateful if you could register it at the Screen Writers on Cherokee, and send me the receipt. I’m doing this because the script is now wandering the streets of New York with Charles Ford, Iris Barry, etc., and someone (not Iris, of course) might plagiarize it. As you’ll see if you read it, it’s really unusual, prophetic even… and full of original images. New Directions Yearbook wanted to publish it but we turned them down, because that would have made it literature rather than film. I’m sorry for any bother this favour may cause. And I’d be grateful if you could let me know whether registration costs $5 or $10 so I can send you the money. If you see Kenneth Macgowan, pass on my very warmest wishes. I genuinely admire him; he’s one of the most decent people in Hollywood. In my desperation, I nearly wrote to ask him for a place on one of his courses and I almost sent him Illegible, Son of a Flute in case, if he liked it, he might be able to do something to help out. But I came to my senses in time. I often think of you and Evita and of our confabulations, gustation and collaborations with great nostalgia. But this Turkish galley refuses to steer me in your direction. My very fondest regards, Luis Buñuel PS I’ve insisted Larrea write back to you and he has promised to do it today
Jo Evans & Breixo Viejo, Luis Buñuel: A Life in Letters
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Crosswalk The Devotional 29th November – Daily Life Is Important Work
TOPIC: Daily Life Is Important Work SCRIPTURE: 1 Corinthians 10:31 NLT So whatever you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. By Meg Bucher Perched aside me on a piece of driftwood, looking out over the blue lake in October, my daughter adamantly assured me she hated being competitive and wouldn’t be running track. “What don’t you like about being competitive?” I asked, “Is it the possibility of losing to other people or the pain of pushing yourself to your limit?” Paul wrote to the Colossians, “Work willingly at whatever you do, as though you are working for the Lord rather than people.” (Colossians 3:23 NLT) A brilliant scholar, Paul became a Pharisee so astute he led the way in persecuting the early followers of Christ before he become one himself. “Saul was a young man one who was well educated and on his way to becoming a rabbi,” Pamela Palmer wrote in “What Do We Know about Paul before His Conversion?” BibleStudyTools.com explains, “Saul was born in Tarsus, which was an affluent and diverse community that valued education. Saul was also a Roman citizen.” Saul eventually became Paul after his conversion experience with Christ Jesus and put just as much exuberant effort into spreading the gospel. He wrote to his brother in faith, Timothy, “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, and I have remained faithful.” (2 Timothy 4:7 NLT) The beautiful fall day my daughter and I were immersed in was like walking through a painting. God is limitless, but we have limits. Paul so adamantly preached about our efforts in life. It’s great to beat other people at things. Competition is valuable when it pushes us past our limits to bring glory to God with our lives …whether or not we “win,” that is the picture of victory. God promises a plan for us which is more than we can ask for or imagine. To walk the road home to Him requires us to push beyond our limits. Freedom from the fear which convinces us we can’t do hard things …impossible things, is possible. We can and will accomplish miraculous feats in Christ Jesus if we are willing to compete with the voice inside of us, which begs us to bail out and stay safe. Intersecting Faith and Life: Life’s hard seasons often catch us when we are the least prepared. Much like an athlete practices daily, our minds and hearts require the steady, daily routine of working the muscles of our faith. Reading the Bible every day, and seeking the Lord in prayer, are essential building blocks for strong faith that can withstand tough trials. Christ came to earth and died on the cross so that we would have life to the full. But it takes work. It requires our obedient steps toward Him every day and away from the patterns of the world, which hold empty pursuits and promises. There is a battle waging daily between good and evil which intends to steal, kill, and destroy us. Whether we like competition or not, it’s imperative, as Paul preached, to do everything with the best effort we can give …for the glory of God. This is fighting the good fight of faith. Let’s get in shape! Father, This is the day You have made; we will rejoice and be glad in it. Your mercies are new every morning. Great is Your faithfulness! Thank You for connecting us to You daily through the sacrifice Jesus made for us on the cross. Through Him, we are able to understand Scripture and remember the encouragement and wisdom You give us in times we need it the most. Equip us for the race You designed us to run. Help us to stay humble, motivated, and hard-working at everything we do. In Jesus’ Name, Amen. Further Reading: - 1 Timothy 6:12 - Hebrews 12:1-3 Meg writes about everyday life within the love of Christ at Joy Overflowing and Sunny&80. She is the author of “Friends with Everyone, Friendship within the Love of Christ,” “Surface, Unlocking the Gift of Sensitivity,” “Glory Up, The Everyday Pursuit of Praise,” “Home, Finding Our Identity in Christ,” and "Sent, Faith in Motion." Meg earned a Marketing/PR degree from Ashland University but stepped out of the business world to stay home and raise her two daughters …which led her to pursue her writing passion. A contributing writer for Salem Web Network since 2016, Meg is now thrilled to be a part of the editorial team as Editor of Christian Headlines. Meg loves being involved in her community and local church, leads Bible study, and serves as a youth leader for teen girls. Read the full article
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Jackson
My mother says I’d make a good lawyer because I always think I’m right and that I’m good at negotiating. *he smirks at that, knowing the countless amounts of times that he would argue other people’s opinions and how he always managed to convince people that he was right, that he was the smartest in a room, and that’s also what made him a great businessman* *he found it interesting that other parents would love for their child to have aspirations to become a lawyer, but not his, everything besides being exactly who he was right now was considered a let down or a failure on his behalf and he knew his father and mother would never understand if he tried to bow out and move into a different career space* *he scoffs when you mention hiring more people, shaking his head as if it was the most blasphemous and ridiculous piece of advice* Ford men don’t need help. Seeking help and all that is weakness. I can handle everything on my own. My mother went behind my back to hire you and I fought her tooth and nail when she told me… no one can do my job but me. I’m not allowed help. *his voice was harder now, remembering the argument that he and his mother had when she told him about you, that she wanted to hire him some help, he took it as such an insult, like his own mother didn’t think he was capable or that he was falling behind or something, remembering the pure anger that coursed through him* *he was knocked out of his volatile memories at the sound of your voice as you spoke about your sketches so negatively, frowning at you* People spend money on any form of art. Believe me, I have gone to far too many art exhibits and auctions… people spend money on anything they deem worthy, even if it is just a sketch. That’s why you need to know the right people. *a warmth spread from the center of his chest out into his limbs, spreading across his entire body as you spoke, sensing that this was your true passion, able to see it in your eyes and in your tone, you weren’t passionate about being a personal assistant and you were just doing this as means to an end, you belonged in art galleries and exhibitions* Art was my worse subject, honestly. IK don’t have that creative mind. I have a business mind… maybe that’s why we work well together. *he held your gaze for a beat longer than he should’ve, unable to keep his words and emotions to himself right now, the wine making it really easy to just spew nonsense* *he could sit here and listen to you talk about art for hours though even though he didn’t understand it and he only bought art when his mother told him the manor was looking drab and needed some more art for the walls, but maybe that could be a task for you, maybe that would bring you some joy instead of following him around with a pad of paper and a pen* I uh… I know some gallerists. I can connect you to some people, if you want.
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*frowns as you immediately become defensive at the suggestion of help, shaking my head with a sigh as I knew that was a trait your father had instilled in you, truly hating that man for the damage he’d done to you* Everyone needs help sometimes Jackson. *says quietly, biting my lip a little but grateful we’d got off the subject when we talk about art, not wanting to ruin this mood we had between us* *shrugs a little, not entirely believing you as I wasn’t sure I belonged in that kind of art world* *raises a brow when you say we worked well together, cheeks flushing a little and heart warming* You think we work well together? *asks quietly, a little confused as you seemed to hate working with me most of the time, tonight being the biggest break we’d had in our relationship but in general you were pretty cold to me, curious as to how you really felt now* *immediately shakes my head as you offer to introduce me, determined to do it on my own and not with your help* No it’s okay, I’ll make my own connections. Thank you for the offer though. *smiles softly*
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Random Saturday Morning Thoughts..
I can’t be good at something that I never start.
But the truth is that, I get tired of starting things. I get tired of starting things, because I have to stop them when I realize I don’t like it as much as I thought I would. In other words, it didn’t give me the dopamine that I had anticipated. Or there isn’t enough time, or enough money. You know, all of the normal excuses.
When I stop things that I decide are going to be my THING, I look like a quitter.
How do you explain to someone outside of your brain that you aren’t quitting. You are a creator, and that media is not giving you what you wanted? I find that explanation virtually impossible. Once those conversations begin; the self-doubt creeps in, and I start to convince myself that I have fake passion, it surely was fleeting, I have no idea who I am, what I like, and why would I have even thought that I would be good at something else.he was portrayed as a mad man, and that is how I feel most of the time, and even get called crazy most of the time, but I know that I am not on his level.
That’s the thing though…I am good at all of these new ventures that I try. Hell, even great. They just don’t spark joy…
And trust me, I know how self absorbed that sounds.
I really wish that I could have a conversation with Pablo Picasso in the afterlife, because I want to know what the heck he would be thinking now in regards to his creations. He was portrayed as such a mad man, and that is how I feel most of the time, and even get called crazy most of the time, but I know that I am not on his level. I wonder if he knew how great he would be considered after his death?
I am also aware that multi passion is a thing. I learned that recently. I think that I always knew that, but I was looking for validation that it is okay to know that, or something. Then we get into the hard part of being multi-passionate. There is not enough time in the day, nor money in my bank account for all of the things that I love to do. I know that is the real problem in my brain. I have so many things that I love, and that bring me joy. I want to live in a state of joy alllllllll the time, because I finally came out of survival mode & challenging emotions are…well, challenging.
Those of us that live so long in survival mode, and then fight to get out and try to stay out deserve some sort of medal. I just have to figure out how to share my passions now that I am out of survival mode. The real fight now is being able to stay outside of survival mode, which I know maintenance is the true hard part. I know that I am passionate, I’m just multipassionate. There are so many things that I love doing and bring me hoy,m but I dont have enough time in the day for all of them, and i think that is the real problem here. I don’t know how to make the money that I need to make and PLAY. But maybe that is the thing. I show people how it is possible to be silly, fun, free, passionate, and get down to business. Why can;t we show both sides of ourselves and still be taken seriously? Why is our ability to do a job based on the things that we like to do in our free time. Our job is what allows us to have the funds to do what we like to do in our free time, so why is it that we keep it private? Is it because we are so fragile that we cant handle what other people think about us?
I think that is why some people (myself included) never stop talking sometimes. It’s like, if we dont give others time to talk, then they won’t have time to point out all of the things that we perceive we are doing wrong, but dont know how to improve and definitely dont want to ask.
Phew, being someone with a mind that goes 84723987 miles per hour is EXHAUSTING.
That’s all.
Random I know.
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wassup 2023
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Wow its almost been a year since I’ve written here which i guess means that i haven’t been doing too bad to have needed an outlet to write on or maybe it’s just that i rather burden my friends with my issues, but 2022 was definitely a year for me.
Honestly its crazy because it doesn’t feel like I’ve done much in the past year but looking back on it now I think I’ve achieved quite a bit I could say, and grown a lot as a person (at least I hope).
I feel like I should start this with a list of new year resolutions then get into reflecting about my year but maybe I’ll change it up and look back first.
So damn where do I begin, i started the year off feeling miserable I guess (remember that dance group that I mentioned being kicked out of) yeah, it took a toll on me much more than I would have liked it to. I was stuck in a place where i grieved my old friends, grieved dance and everything in between. I was torn between going back to dance with a different studio or just giving up and calling it quits after about 16 years of doing this. But unfortunately as much as I wanted to leave dance it didn’t want to leave me, I always caught myself dancing along to music, still practicing choreos in my head, it would not go, I couldn’t stop it, and it annoyed me because for something that used to bring me so much joy only made me sad because as much as I wanted to dance with others, as much as my friends convinced me to join another group, I just wanted to be dancing with my old friends again. And to be honest I did join a dance project with others, it was fun! I made some really good friends and although it was tough mentally and physically I was very happy with the end result and very proud of me and my team.
Unfortunately, I still wasn’t satisfied, it didn’t feel the same and I had to tell myself that it wasn’t even going to feel the same. I wanted to go back to my old dance crew but I knew how much I hated the leaders, how awkward it would be between us, how most of my close friends has already left, or how it would bring back all of the stress and complications that I had in the first place, I just wouldn’t feel happy I guess, and so I had to keep reminding myself that (also the fact that I continuously shit talked the studio so much I feel like my friends would laugh at me if I ended up going back despite my hate love relationship lol).
Anyways it took me months of trying to convince myself and moving past this to finally and I mean FINALLY be happy with where I am. It was tough and I was very mentally distressed but now I can proudly say I’m a dance teacher at a studio I love and I have great friends around me and have officially lead my own first project! it’s kinda surreal and makes me a little emotional to think of how years ago I was struggling so much to even just audition to get into a group and now I’m a teacher? Crazy! I’ve also started to notice a lot of progression within my dance abilities which is making me excited and motivated to keep pushing, I also found the courage to post on Instagram and tiktok wow since an old friend who’s pretty popular within the dance community encouraged me to.
Okay enough talk about dance, some other things that really made my 2022 was starting a new job midway into the year and making really good friends! (I feel like we’re too close to call colleagues haha) The job itself is bearable I guess, it’s the toughest job I’ve worked but the people there are making me able to put up with it I guess.
I guess I also just started being more positive, and had a more positive outlook on life, I started feeling excited for things more often and would try my best to go out more and experience more things and so I guess you could say 2022 was a learning year for me.
So new years resolutions damn I feel like I have the same few every year but I’m hoping (god please I really am) that I’ll be able to fulfill them this year. Mhm here we are:
workout consistently!
spend less time on social media
stop caring about people that treat you badly!! let go of them for good !!
be my own person, don’t spend so much time trying to be someone else
be serious in learning italian
save save save money !!
care more about my appearance lol
study hard !!
self motivation
explore different genres of music
outside more
start drawing again >>> webtoon?
All of these are pretty much self explanatory but I really want to focus on being my own person! For the longest time I’ve spent so much of my energy looking at others and comparing myself? Trying to look like others, I mean not to a big extent but just wishing I looked like that person, wishing I lived like someone else and I feel like I’ve already started to move past that the past few months because I’m doing thinks that I want to do, that make me happy. I just want to be my own person, look at my features and go “how can I enhance myself” figure out my own style (which is still getting there) and just not have to think about looking and living like someone else. I want to be truthful to myself.
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Blog Anniversary
((August 24th — Today's my 1st blog anniversary. Unbelievable... A whole year now... On this occasion I decided not to hide behind Ruki and say a few words myself.
First of all, I would like to thank my friends who encouraged me to portray Ruki and to make the blog. 🙏🏻 Without their convincing words, I wouldn't have been able to enjoy my time here. I have met such great new people and have taken some of them deep into my heart. ❤️ I'm grateful to them for reaching out to me, as I'm too shy to do so myself. And I have to admit that making the blog came at just the right moment. It helped me get through a very difficult time...
Answering the asks and also posting my own stuff gives me great joy. Even after a year I'm still on fire to do this. 🔥 Unfortunately, life now prevents me from spending more time running the blog. But whenever I can, I will be here to share my joy with you all. 😤
In the last year, I have received so many great asks. Even drawings were made for me. That is just great. To get such positive feedback is fantastic and shows me that you like what I do. Only because of you and your asks this blog is alive. Thank you so much for your support. I'm flattered and also honored. 🥺🛐
Today, I want to thank you with a little surprise. Hopefully you will like the following post. Of course, I'm not a professional and it was the first time I made something like this. And as always, I used my phone only. So I ask for your understanding if it didn't turn out absolutely perfect. However, I hope you guys enjoy it. Well, I personally enjoy it a lot~ 😏
Anyway, thank you all so, so much. I'm looking forward to what the new blog year will bring and what I can share with you. ❤️🙏🏻
I send all my love to you. Big hugs and lots of kisses to you all. 🫂💋))
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