mercury: the leader, athletic, friendly, summer vibes, always making plans for the group, organized, impatient, wine lover, reads in their free time
venus: the pretty friend, instagram famous, watches cartoons, very kind, loves skirts and dresses, smart, horrible at money management
earth: the young friend, wears flower crowns, fashionable, probably short as heck, clumsy, lovable, kind of sad inside, idolizes their friends
mars: the mysterious friend, reads comic books, prefers summer over winter, messy hair, lipstick stains on every cup, gardens
jupiter: the mom/dad friend, protective, always drinking but never hungover, loves the outdoors, very patient, has a bad temper if you cross them, collects something
saturn: the powerful friend, will be president someday probably, you want to raid their wardrobe, always has good advice, bad at cooking, loves movies
uranus: the quiet friend, kind of introverted, always laughing, tags you in memes all the time, lurks in the group chat but never responds, dog lover
neptune: the aesthetic friend, doesn’t care what people think, loves art, owns 395754 pairs of jeans, reckless driver, always want to go somewhere
pluto: the smol friend, always busy, loves their friends (will fight for their friends), boy/girl crazy, bottles up their feelings, can never make up their mind, huge smile
Brian wanting to paint something awesome for noah and asking jude for help because let’s be honest the boy can’t even draw a straight line. And Jude gets so excited !!!! She gathers pamphlets and art books and tries to teach him a billion techniques he can’t even begin to comprehend and he’s just! so! lost! He spends a week working on 5 different sketches and “ohmygod jude they’re terrible, i’m terrible, i don’t know how you two do it, i should have sticked to sports. Do you think he’d like a signed ball??? Or maybe a telescope??” Oscar just laughs because god damn of course picasso would fall in love with a guy who can’t tell the difference between the color yellow and the color mustard. In the end, he ends up giving Noah a simple pencil drawing of him and noah star gazing with smudges all over bc he’s left handed and the struggle is real. he writes a tiny ‘i love you’ in the corner of the paper with a smiley face bc he’s a fucking dork like that and he’s so embarrased when he gives it to Noah like srsly he can’t even look at him. But even though it’s kinda terrible and it looks like it was done by a 9-year-old in sweetwine standards, Noah absolutely loves it. And late at night he stares at it and tries to hold back tears because jesus he has spent so much of his time drawing and painting the world and the people around him and no one besides his sister had ever taken the time to draw something JUST FOR HIM. and of course he spends the rest of the week grinning ,feeling like he’s walking on clouds and god he’s honestly considering having it framed????? and he’s so so glad he isn’t a horse because he loves that rock-collecting baseball-playing boy so damn much and he doesn’t know where he would be without him.
Tony Stark "Sometimes you gotta run before you can walk." *I tried.
Candy Jar ~ 2018 netflix
Engineer 1 : 0 Architect. 😂😂
Chivalry is not dead
a: spend more time picking which pen and washi tape to use than actually taking notes. their notebook is a giant rainbow explosion.
b: simple. one pen, one notebook, maybe a highlighter if they’re feeling fancy.
c: takes notes on their laptop. organized, minimalist, timely. they have two windows open at all times: homework and tumblr.
d: doesn’t take many notes because they zone out for half of each class and is on their phone for the rest.
e: audio records the classes as well as taking notes by hand. later re-writes notes and types them *just in case* they lose their notebook. they never do.
f: never actually shows up to class, and if they do, they somehow forgot to bring a pen and paper.
g: you never see them taking any notes, instead they are always eating chipotle or mcdonalds in class. yet somehow they have the highest grade in the class.
Sirius: how do you tell someone you like them without telling them you like them
Remus: I dunno, just compliment them?
Sirius: have I ever told you how nice your hair looks in the mornings?
Remus: yeah, try that on them
Sirius: they’re really oblivious though
Remus: maybe just tell them you like them, then
Sirius: I like you, Moony
Remus: yeah, exactly like that!
Sirius: …
James: oh my god
LET NOTHING YOU DISMAY, by montparnasse
Rating: Mature Word Count: 18,993 Era: Post-Hogwarts
Summary: There are a few things Sirius really didn’t count on for Christmas of 1979. The extreme sexual confusion is one of them; Remus Lupin is approximately seventy-eight of the rest.
Comments: So sweet and fluffy. I love the sexually confused, but also pining, Sirius. And I swear I would read the iTunes terms and conditions if montparnasse wrote it; their writing is so beautiful and warm. You can feel Sirius’ longing and love, and it’s just so wonderful.
Note: I don’t think this post can fully express how I feel about graduation. I’m not really good with words. But this is me trying.. :)
I still can’t believe I have graduated high school. Time really flies… fast. I feel like I’m still going to take the same route to the same school, see the same set of people, go to the same classroom, spend 8 hours with the same class, walk along the same hallways… and the list goes on. I guess it will start to sink in when school starts.. but I sort of don’t want it to sink in. :(
Get ready for post-sobbing + 4th year stress eyebags photos:
I am so blessed to be placed in this amazing batch, Batch 2012, and meet these amazing people who have become my family and my home. Words can’t describe how amazing this batch is. I have to say that we are THE BEST BATCH EVER (sorry other batches, haha!). I am so blessed to be placed in this school, my home for 13 years, which has taught me so many lessons and gave me so many wonderful memories and experiences. My school and my batchmates, without them, I wouldn’t be who I am today. In fact, just to let all of you know, there wouldn’t even be Sophie’s Mom without them! My batchmates were our very first customers and pretty much started the whole thing. I owe it all to them. :)
Now, I can say that everything (all those never ending schoolwork, stress, zombie Sophie mode, no weekends, etc.) was worth it in the end. And sometimes we actually do get what we deserve. :)
Of course, I also thank my family who put me in this school and who have been working so hard to provide me with the best education. Also for their patience and understanding, especially when I am stuDYING and stressed! Haha!
And most importantly, I am forever grateful to God! Because without him, NONE of this is possible. Thank You for being my strength, hope and inspiration throughout this long journey. :)
Batch 2012, I know things will change. Definitely. But I hope we’ll never forget who we are and continue to dare to be radical. As a line of our batch song goes, “Don’t say goodbye, we’ll see each other again.” Hope we’ll never lose that bond even after years apart. :)
I love you Batch 2012. Long live all the magic we made. I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you. We will be remembered.
Congratulations to my fellow graduates! Here’s to a new road! Here’s to COLLEGE!!!
P.S. Sorry for the semi-dramatic personal post! This is something I want to look back too one day. :)
P.P.S. My next posts are scheduled because I will be out of town for Holy Week. So just keep checking my site for new posts! ;)
green tea: well thought-out skincare routine, early mornings, self-care books, the sound of rain hitting your balcony window, blunt to a fault, taking frequent trips to the small cabin your grandparents used to live in located in the heart of a forest, hand-made flower meanings journal, the scent of sandalwood, mismatched socks, low-key superiority complex.
earl grey tea: london architecture, wet pavements glinting in the golden afternoon sun, old books, wearing your hair up in a bun, the scent of milk, dainty wrists, avoiding your problems, cardigans, vintage hand watches, local bands playing covers at the underground bar of your apartment building, unnecessary snark, the red string of fate.
ginger tea: thin, gold chokers, cat lover, artsy bullet journals, not knowing how to say ‘no’, mom jeans or no jeans, lightning scented candles at evening, hole-in-the-wall libraries and cafés, playing the guitar, younger siblings, tight-knit and supportive family, contagious laughter, having photoshoots with your friends in old alleys, spicy food, taking things too personally.
hibiscus tea: red converse, long summer days, 80s music blasting from a travel van, matching friendship bracelets, the sound of the ocean at dawn, lolipops, throwing darts at a map, easily riled-up, rose-tinted glasses, sticking your tongue out at strangers in the car, the scent of citrus trees, the italian riviera.
chamomile tea: platonic soulmates, having deep conversations with your grandparents, coloured crayons, liberal arts, keeping quiet despite having a lot to say, tired eyes, warm hands, a bit sad inside, playing the ukulele, big extended family, feeling homesick after one night away from your loved ones.