Thank you, Scott Darling.
Thank you so much!

Hello! So, I’ve researched some Christmas music in different languages. Some have a lot, like, too much so I narrowed it down, and some don’t have that much, but I found the best I could. Some are similar songs to what English speakers and Americans are used to such as “jingle bells” etc etc, while others are their own original seasonal songs. If it’s similar or the same song as traditional songs in English, I’ll put them in the parenthesis. So anyway, enjoy and happy holidays!
•Laylat Eid- Fairuz (”Jingle Bells”)
•العيد ببيروت - البوم كستنا لـ جان ماري رياشي ، غناء يارا (”Santa Claus is Coming to Town”)
•Ihr Kinderlein kommet- Michelle
•“Italian Jingle Bells”- Lou Monte [Neapolitan]
•Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer (from Morning Musume)
•神的孩子
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-Cecelia
2016
I met Alicia Machado in Venezuela when I was a little girl. I looked up to her a lot. Nobody deserves this kind of treatment.
Things to remember:
what will i ever need to use physics for
oh ok
The best part of this is that non hockey fans would be like ‘wtf is an octopus doing on the ice’ but hockey fans are like ‘oh, its a red wings game’.
You like the music? Go for it! Enjoy the books? Sure, do it! Heard someone speak it in a café one time and loved the sound of it? Get yourself some paper and start practicing!!! Don’t let anything deter you from learning something new 🌱🐝
you are my sunshine
my only sunshine
you make me happy
when skies are grey
you’ll never know dear
how much i love you
please don’t take
my sunshine away
It’s not right for a woman to read.
me: [learns the meaning of a previously unknown word]
the word: [coincidentally starts showing up everywhere in the following days]
me:
I’m not ready to be emotional from this today
she’s so beautiful man. she deserves that & so much more.
This is soooo beautifulll
The best part about being in law school is knowing all the laws.
I slowly rolled down my window as the cop approached, careful to keep my hands where he could see them on the steering wheel.
“Registration and license,” the officer commanded.
As I made my way to the glove box, all I could think about was how people in arid areas of the United States probably get less utility out of their glove box because they never really need to store gloves in there for colder seasons, unless, of course, their use of gloves doesn’t go hand-in-hand with the climate, but rather for gripping or style reasons.
I handed the documents to him in silence, careful to scowl at the officer just enough for him to notice but not enough for him to get angry enough to scowl back. I had won the scowl-off.
“Do you know how fast you were going?” the policeman asked, leaning down to peer into my mysterious dark green eyes.
I breathed in deeply, filling my lungs to the brim with O2 and car air freshener. This was my moment.
“No person shall be held to answer for a capital, or otherwise infamous crime, unless on a presentment or indictment of a Grand Jury, except in cases arising in the land or naval forces, or in the Militia, when in actual service in time of War or public danger; nor shall any person be subject for the same offence to be twice put in jeopardy of life or limb; nor shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself, nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor shall private property be taken for public use, without just compensation. The Fifth Amendment to the United States Constitution, passed by Congress on September 25, 1789 A.D.”
He let me off with a speeding ticket.