#i forgot el has sandals

[piiinkfreak]

Soo i've read a deadly education ...

My thoughts:

So the first book (a deadly education) is pretty good, the writing style isn't for everyone but i don't mind it so much, i really like the ideas and the magic system and El is actually fun.

Second book (the last graduate) all goes to shit, half of it is repeating the first book wich takes time we could've spent on other things, the plot kinda ehhh, like the ideas are interesting execution is not, and i don't want to talk about the ending. In the end the only good thing about the book is el's and orion's relashionship

[lunasxsol]

6 Months

Shawn x latina!reader

Word Count: 1576

(A/N: Let me know if y’all would like a part 2! Feedback is greatly appreciated!)

Summary:  Y/n and Shawn had been dating for 6 months, everything was going great, at least for her it was. Don’t get Shawn wrong, it was going great for him too but it just wasn’t enough.

...

Today was a nice sunny day, both Y/n and Shawn were getting ready for a bbq Brian had thrown. Y/n was wearing a yellow floral dress with some strappy sandals and Shawn..well Shawn was wearing his usual black skinny jeans with a white fitted t-shirt.

“Hey honey did you buy the champagne?” Shawn asked looking through the cabinet. “Uhh no why?”

He scoffed, “Babe I asked you to pick up champagne on your way home and you said yes.”

She closed her eyes and counted to 10 backwards. Did I mention she has anger issues. She had a tendency of pushing people away with her anger. She pushed her sisters and father away with it. “Sorry, I got busy and must’ve forgotten. We can just pick some up on the way there.”

“Not like we have a choice.” Shawn muttered, grabbing his keys and starting the car. Y/n grabbed her purse as her phone began ringing. She closed the door to her room quickly answering the call.

“Hi mamá.”

Hola hija, como estas?

(Hi sweety, how are you?)

“Bien, ya voy de salida.Voy a celebrar el cumpleaños de unas de mis amigas.”

(Good,I’m going out. I’m going to celebrate a friends birthday.)

Que bien mi niña, no quiero quitarte mucho de tu tiempo, te hablaba para decirte que tu padre se puso mal.

(Good sweety, I don’t want to take much of your time, I was calling because your dad got sick.)

“Que le paso?”

(What happened?)

Tiene un tumor en el cerebro, no sabemos cuanto tiempo tenga.

(He has a brain tumor, we don’t know how long he has.)

“Oh my god mom.” My vision became blurry with the tears that were threatening to spill. I didn’t want to believe it. “No te han dicho nada?”

(They haven’t said anything?”)

No hijita no se puede hacer nada. Nadamas podemos esperar.

(No sweetheart there’s nothing they can do, we can only wait.)

“Ire mañana para San Francisco.”

(I will go tomorrow to San Francisco.)

Y/n-

“Ya se mamá pero es mi padre, lo quiero ver.”

(I know mom but he is my dad and I need to see him.)

Bueno mija es tu decision.

(Fine sweetheart it is your decision.)

“Y/n, we have to go.” Shawn came rushing into the room.

“Te llamare mañana, te quiero.” I didn’t let her reply, hanging up the phone and wiping away the

Tears.

(I will call you tomorrow, I love you.)

“You okay?” He asked stepping closer to me. I nodded, “Uhh, yeah, just a colleague.”

“What happened? Why are you crying?” He wiped away one of my tears, this was the first time he had ever seen me cry, I felt weak and vulnerable. I hated that feeling. “Fuck Shawn can you just drop it? I just said it was a colleague so just drop it.”

He scoffed, “Oh I’m sorry I just wanted to know if everything was alright with my girlfriend. I’m so sorry for worrying about her crying.”

I rolled my eyes, “See not crying, can we just go?”

...

The ride to Brian’s house was quiet, no small banter about which song they should play and no hand holding just complete silence. Once they had arrived it was like a switch had flipped in her. They got out of the car and she had a smile plastered on her face, she even grabbed Shawn’s hand and intertwined their fingers. They walked hand in hand into the party and greeted everyone. All Shawn could do was stare at her. Not so long ago she had tears in her eyes mixed with anger but now she was happy.

“Glad you guys made it. Shawn I see you forgot the champagne.” Brian chuckled as if he knew we were going to forget it.

“Sorry it was my fault, Shawn asked me to pick it up from work but I completely forgot.”

“No worries, I had a feeling you love birds would forget. Santiago bought a couple.” He pointed to the guy that was facing the grill. “I met this guy on the plane ride back from the Philippines, dude is absolutely hilarious. Hey Santiago!” He yelled for the guy, the guy turned and I could almost cry.

“Santi?”

“Y/n?”

I ran into his arms, “Oh my god, I’ve missed you so much.”

“How long has it been?”

I wiped away a couple tears, “Only four years.”

“Baby don’t cry,” He wiped away at my tears, “I’ve-”

“Baby?” I heard a voice say from behind me. I pulled away from Santi.

“Uhh Santi, this is Shawn my boyfriend. Shawn this is Santi my long lost best friend.”

“Hey man, nice meeting you.” Shawn shook his hand. “You too. Y/n I’ll catch up with you in a bit.” Sant said walking back to the grill.

“So? Santiago?” Shawn asked.

“He’s my childhood best friend, we, uh, we lost contact four years ago.-”

“Y/n lets play bear pong!” Ally pulled me to the girls table.

...

“What’s up with you?” Brian asked taking a seat next to Shawn. “You’re being distant.”

He chuckled, “Nah man, I just- we’ve been dating for half a year and I still feel like I know nothing about her.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that I heard her talking over the phone to her mom, she was crying but when I walked in she said it was her colleague. And when I pressed her about it she just snapped, we got into a small argument and well now she’s jolly.”

Brian took a sip of his drink, “You just have to have patience with her man.”

“I have! We’ve known each other for a year, we’ve been dating for six months and all I’ve gotten is that she has two sisters and her mom and dad live in San Francisco. She doesn’t even visit them, I don’t even think she likes her family.”

“So you haven’t met her parents?” Brian asked and Shawn shook his head, “No, everytime we make “plans” either they cancel last minute or she does, I’m just tired of this.”

“Do you think she’s cheating?”

“I wouldn’t even be surprised, she’s just so secretive about everything. She basically has no emotion when we are together, sometimes I feel like I’m dating a robot-”

Before they could finish there was a clinking of bottles and then a crash, they all turned to see what had happened, Y/n sat by the mess giggling at what had happened. Santiago ran to her pick her up and sitting her on one of the benches.

“Go to her, I’ll pick up.”

Shawn went to her as she continued to giggle at Santiago.

Santiago was cleaning up the blood from her knee with a napkin and some water, “God Y/n what happened to you, babe.” He turned to Shawn, “She doesn’t drink, she never liked it at least she didn’t.”

Shawn was confused but stayed silent, “I want to sleep.” Y/n slurred. “Santi take me home please.”

“Don’t know where you live babe.” Shawn was annoyed he didn’t like him referring to his girl as babe,”Y/n her names Y/n.”

Santiago turned to him, “Seriously man, your girl is out of her mind intoxicated and instead of helping you’re worried about me calling her babe? God you hets are really insecure.”

Y/n groaned, “Oh god.” She quickly turned to the trash can throwing up majority of the alcohol from her system, Santiago had grabbed one of her scrunchies and pulled her hair up in a bun. “Please go away, both of you.” Both of them ignored her and stayed put.

Brian threw a water bottle to Shawn to give to Y/n. He took her to the upstairs bathroom to get cleaned up. “I’m sorry.” She told Shawn as he helped her get cleaned up. “I really have never been much of a drinker.”

He smiled bitterly at her, “Thank you for telling me, even if it was a year and six months late.”

“Shawn-”

“Are you cheating on me?” He got right to the point.

She scoffed, “What the hell makes you think that? I have never given you a reason have I?”

“You’ve given me plenty of reasons. You won’t talk to me, I know nothing about you. And after a year and a half of knowing each other I find out you had a long lost friend and oh yeah that you don’t drink.”

“Oh god, I’m not doing this.” I turned ready to leave.

“Then when?” He yelled. “When will I ever get to know you?”

Thankfully someone had knocked on the bathroom door.

“We are not done with this conversation.” He told me walking out of the bathroom. I walked over to Santi who was sitting by himself in the kitchen. He opened his arms and as if on instinct I threw myself to him.

“I can’t-” I sobbed. “I can’t take it anymore.”

“What’s wrong baby?” He rubbed my back.

“Papi’s dying and Shawn thinks I’m cheating on him. I feel like I’m incapable of showing him how much I love him. I’ve never felt like this.. not since Christina. I don’t know how to let him in and I’m just so scared.”

[vickisventures]

Look Beyond the Smog

Time seems to be flying! I guess it’s because we are working more than we had been.  Can’t say I’m a fan. HA!  We are both ready to go back to our 2 days a week type of work but that is still way out there.  Steve was gone for 8 days but then home for 5.  His job isn’t making us the kind of money we had hoped thus far.  We will probably not reach our financial goal, but we will stick with it and make what we can in the next year.  

Steve’s job has continued to run more smoothly.  I think he’s still in the adapting phase and learning that it’s going to require him to not stress about his schedule and things he can’t control if he doesn’t want to end up with an ulcer.  We had someone come last week to wash and wax our rig and he wanted to be home for that appointment and Knight almost didn’t get him home in time for that.  Steve was really upset with them and they finally got it worked out and he made it home the morning of the appointment.  It’s things like that that make him crazy; when he tells them ahead of time when he needs to be home and they “ignore” it.  I’m hoping they are realizing that when Steve says he wants to be home, that he really means it.  He’s out now…in Albuquerque, heading to El Paso tomorrow, but should be home either Friday night or Saturday morning.

The Murder Mystery Dinner that I mentioned in my last blog went well.  We had a few people complaining that their prime rib was too rare, but I had told them when they made their reservations, that we couldn’t guarantee anything.  Just if you needed a well-done piece, we would try to make that happen.  We did have one guest return their prime rib and ask for another cut.  That didn’t make Chef very happy.  He said if you don’t like prime rib the way it’s supposed to be served (rare), then you shouldn’t come to a dinner that serves prime rib.  Said like a true chef! The guests seemed to enjoy the show and get into the trying to figure out “who did it.”  I only had found one mistake—I had switched a group to another table to be closer to their friends but forgot to switch it on the check-in roster.  So, I had to move 2 groups of people. Thankfully, the group that had to move to a less desirable table was very gracious and didn’t get upset with me. I was so worn out after both nights of serving tables and working 9-hour days.  Glad that doesn’t happen very often.  I am still working occasional 6-hour shifts when there’s work for me to do.  Amanda, one of the assistant activity directors, won’t be back until the beginning of March, so Jodi has been trying to put some extra work on the rest of us so she’s not overwhelmed.  Gives me work to do so I’m not complaining.

We don’t have our next season worked out yet.  I mentioned before that we plan to head to Flagstaff for the summer to escape the Phoenix heat.  That is still the plan, but I don’t have a job yet nor do we have a reservation at a campground yet.  There were only around 6 parks I could find to apply to in the area.  Some have told me that they don’t hire workampers and one already had their staff for the summer.  They also required Sundays and I told them that if that was a must, then I wouldn’t be interested anyway.  The 2 that might have openings told me that they don’t post openings until the end of March, beginning of April.  Say what!?! How can a place wait that long to post jobs?  Most workampers have their jobs lined up way in advance (I know I usually do!)  I think it’s crazy that they wait that long and expect to get quality workers, but I guess it must work for them somehow. SO…I am just relying on God and waiting for him to open that door when it’s time and not stress over the unknown. If I can’t find a workamping position, then I’ll find another part-time job in Flagstaff and we’ll just stay at a campground from around mid-April until mid-October.  At least that’s the plan for now.

Steve and I had a nice weekend last weekend.  We went hiking for the first time in months.  We hiked up to Dobbins Lookout on South Mountain (about a 30-minute drive to the trailhead.)  It was a perfect day to hike therefore the trail was quite busy.  At the top was a nice view of Phoenix if you ignore the smog.  We have heard about some other trails that we want to hike, but I need to buy myself some new hiking boots before we do that.  My old pair rubbed a blister on my heel so bad that I haven’t been able to wear anything but sandals all week!  Then we went to Cheesecake Factory and got us some cheesecake using some gift certificates we got for Christmas.  There’s nothing better than Cheesecake Factory cheesecake than FREE Cheesecake Factory cheesecake!

[cksmart-world]

The completely unnecessary news analysis

by Christopher Smart

January 26, 2021

GOD BLESS AMERICA — PLEASE

Dear Lord, where to start... Please tell the haters to stop hating. OK, OK, that's too general. Try this: Tell the people in Idaho that Trump didn't win the election. We know, that's really not how you work, Lord but if you can part the Red Sea this shouldn't be such a big deal. Jesus preached love and understanding, so like, Lord, what is with the evangelicals who espouse hate and that America without guns is not America, in the name of Jesus Christ, amen. And QAnon? Democrats eating babies? It would be funny, Lord, but they believe it. They prefer a false prophet to Baby-Eaters, and who can blame them? The Bible is full of tales where people are led astray by others who are up to no good. The Good Book doesn't come right out and call them Republicans, Lord but as you've always said, if the sandal fits... We know, that's Old Testament, but still. Our new shepherd, Joe Biden, has big problems to solve: the pandemic; the economy; the climate; Ted Cruz... it's a long list. As you know, Joe likes to pray a lot. So the staff here at Smart Bomb is breaking tradition — except for Wilson and the band — and we are praying that you will help him kill those Philistines with kindness. Not actually “kill” them, but you get it, right?

THE EDSEL, THE HINDENBURG AND A GONDOLA TO ALTA

After decades of study (read squabbling over free lunch) the committee to perpetuate itself has determined that the best way to get multitudes up the totally over-used Little Cottonwood Canyon is by gondola. Utah Gov. Spencer Cox, says he is “leaning toward” a gondola, rather than cog rail or enhanced bus service, because he thinks gondolas are cool. But seriously, that would join the flying tank and the vacuum beauty helmet on the list of dumbest ideas ever. First, you would need a gigantic parking lot at the base of the gondola near the canyon's mouth. Second, by the time you stand in line, get loaded and travel the nine miles up the canyon, it will be noon. The only advantage, according to Wilson, is that you could get good and stoned on the long ride up. Cox says he will wait for studies and a pubic process to make his decision official. But don't forget Greg Hughes and friends at the UTA rode trains in the Swiss Alps from one five-star lodge to the next in order to help with the analysis. Maybe if Hughes were governor (perish the thought) we'd get a train. But then you'd need a gigantic parking lot... On the other hand, we could have buses departing from many locations with little parking lots and it would save a ton of taxpayer dough. And that's why it's totally out of the question.

CHRIS STEWART SEES ABE LINCOLN IN THE MIRROR

Utah Republican Chris Stewart wrote an op-ed in the Deseret News recently with the headline, “America Needs Heroes Right Now,” in which he cited Abraham Lincoln as the nation's great healer and his hero. The staff here at Smart Bomb was hoping he wasn't looking in the mirror when he said that. If he wasn't laughing, he's an imbecile. Stewart, one of Trump's stalwart ass-kissers, says he's shocked that an angry mob overran the Capitol on Jan. 6. “I unequivocally condemn anyone who destroyed property, assaulted police or intended to commit violence... ” He forgot to mention how for weeks Trump summoned his followers to D.C. and then in a one-hour diatribe told them to march to the Capitol and take their country back. Stewart and Burgess Owens were among 147 Republicans who gave Trump's big lie — Stop the Steal — credibility by refusing to certify the election of Joe Biden. “It seems there is a sense of severe disquiet in America,” Stewart said. “Something is broken in our society.” Gee, now how did that happen? It didn't have anything to do with Democrats stealing the election, did it? It wasn't years of vilifying Nancy Pelosi as the devil, was it? It wasn't labeling AOC and Dems as socialists, was it? Abraham Lincoln? Give us a f-ing break.

Post script — Well, that's a wrap for another week here at Smart Bomb where we keep track of White Supremacists so you don't have to. One thing continues to puzzle us: Why are the so-called White Supremacists such knuckle-draggers? Purity of race? They have to be kidding. These people are giving Neanderthals a bad name. We have learned that some of those white knuckle-draggers at QAnon are bummed out because “The Storm,” otherwise known as their white lightning-induced prophecy, didn't come true. According to Qers, Trump was supposed to declare martial law and install himself as El Presidente and then there would be all kinds of public hangings: most notably Democrats and Mike Pence. Getting hanged is bad enough, but getting hanged with Mike Pence? That is cruel and unusual punishment. To make a weird story short, everyone in QLand was to live happily ever after, including crazy Michael Flynn who would be QAnon's Grand Something-Or-Other and would wear robes and a conical hat. But Trump split to Mar A Lago and the Qers had been had. They probably still don't realize that everyone who deals with Trump eventually finds themselves in a big pile of something that stinks. We call it Trumpism.

Well, Wilson here we are in a brand new post-Trump reality. If it weren't for the deadly pandemic, we'd be partying like it was Mardi Gras. But until the vaccine gets here, we'll have to stick close to home. You and the homebodies in the band surely must have a theme song for that:

Clouds so swift Rain won't lift Gate won't close Railings froze Get your mind of wintertime You ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair! I don't care How many letters they sent Morning came and morning went Pick up your money And pack up your tent You ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair!

(You Ain't Goin' Nowhere — Bob Dylan)

[mariolfsdomjose-blog]

Jack Johnson

Jack Johnson grew up in the bay north of Oahu-Hawaii, he started playing when he was 14, he first learned to play Metalica until he released his first song. Jack Johnson also appeared in surf movies, his favorite films are: Theseedling, Litmus, Filthy Habits and Blazing Boards. The songs that influenced Jack Johnson were: Nick Drake, Beatles, Hendrix, Trible Called Quest , Dylan, Ben Harper, Radiohed, G. Love and Splcial Sause and Bob Marley.

Jack Johnson, believe me, is like that little surfer at his school who makes all the girls look bad. First, because it is disenchantment. Surfer shorts, T-shirt and finger flip are your favorite outfit. Until he gives an increase in the visual for the shows - he changes his shorts for a denim jeans and sandals for streetwear type sneakers. Then, because catching wave is your reason for being. He was born and raised on Oahu, the island of Hawaii where the best waves of the planet are concentrated: Pipeline, Waimea, Rocky Point ... Everything on Oahu. Surfing for him is religion. At the age of four, he was already kneeling on the beak of his father's plank. At five, he won his first board. "We [Jack, his two older brothers and his father] woke up early, still dark, to surf for 45 minutes. I came to school with wet hair. I would go home, go surfing, eat lunch, go back to the sea. " But unlike the boy in his class, Jack has become a megastar of the music world. At age 30, he has three albums on his resume. Only the first two, Brushfire Fairytales and On and On, sold 3 million copies. The third, In Between Dreams, follows the same path. Unlike the passion for the ocean, the urge to play music came later. He won a guitar when he was 14 and, inspired by the sound that his parents listened to at home - Ray Charles, Aretha Franklin, Marvin Gaye - he was learning alone to play.

Jack Johnson only does eco-friendly shows. He had in Florianópolis the very short tour of Brazil from the album From Here to Now to You, after passing through Rio and São Paulo. The Island's choice to host one of the three Hawaiian shows in the country has obvious reasons: beaches and good waves.

Currently Jack Johnson only performs shows that have no negative impact on the environment and are a source of fundraising for environmental education actions. He only performs shows that have no negative impact on the environment and are a source of fundraising for environmental education actions.

Upside Down

Who's to say

What's impossible

Well they forgot

This world keeps spinning

And with each new day

I can feel the change in everything

And as the surface breaks reflections fade

But in some ways they remain the same

And as my mind begins to spread its wings

There's no stopping curiosity

I wanna turn the whole thing upside down

I'll find the things

they say just can't be found

I'll share this love I find with everyone

We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs

I don't want this feeling to go away

Who's to say

I can't do everything

Well I can try

And as I roll along I begin to find

Things aren't always just what they seem

I want to turn the whole thing upside down

I'll find the things

they say just can't be found

I'll share this love I find with everyone

We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs

This world keeps spinning

and there's no time to waste

Well it all keeps spinning spinning round and round and

Upside down

Who's to say what's impossible and can't be found

I don't want this feeling to go away

Please don't go away

Please don't go away

Please don't go away

Is this how it's supposed to be

Compositor: Jack Jonhson

Upside Down

I liked this song because it talks about the curiosity I'm a little curious, I like to discover new thing. Apart from that it proves this is: And as my mind begins to spread its wings There is no way to stop curiosity. I want to turn everything upside down I'll find things.

(tradução)

Jack Johnson

De Ponta Cabeça

Quem disse

O que é impossível

Bem eles se esqueceram

Este mundo continua girando

E a cada novo dia

Eu posso sentir uma mudança em tudo

E quando a superfície se quebra os reflexos se vão

Mas de algum modo eles permanecem os mesmos

E como minha mente começa a abrir suas asas

Não há como parar a curiosidade

Eu quero virar tudo de cabeça para baixo

Encontrarei as coisas

Que eles dizem que não podem ser encontradas

Compartilharei este amor que encontro com todo mundo

Nós cantaremos e dançaremos canções para Mãe Natureza

Eu não quero que este sentimento vá embora

Quem disse

Que eu não posso fazer tudo

Bem eu posso tentar

E enquanto eu vou seguindo, eu começo a descobrir

Que as coisas nem sempre são o que parecem

Eu quero virar tudo de cabeça para baixo

Encontrarei as coisas

Que eles dizem que não podem ser encontradas

Compartilharei este amor que encontro com todo mundo

Nós cantaremos e dançaremos canções para Mãe Natureza

Este mundo continua girando

E não há tempo para ser desperdiçado

Bem, tudo continua girando, e girando

De cabeça para baixo

Quem vai dizer que é impossível e não pode ser achado?

Eu não quero que este sentimento vá embora

Por favor não vá embora

Por favor não vá embora

Por favor não vá embora

É assim que deve ser?