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reference for anyone who wanted another look at maui’s tattoo of moana over his heart

oh and here’s mini-maui waving goodbye to moana for that extra bit of heart-stomping feels. now go forth all of you and draw mini-moana being cutes with mini-maui.

Tanghalang Pilipino
Jean Genet’s

Tanghalang Pilipino Actors Company Recital
Salin sa Filipino at sa Patnubay ni Dennis Marasigan

25 March 2017; 7pm
26 March; 2pm & 7pm
Tanghalang Huseng Batute (CCP Studio Theater)

Ticket price: Php150 (free seating)
Below 18 yrs old shall not be admitted.

For tickets and inquiries, please contact at tel. nos. (632)832-1125 loc. 1620 and 1621, 0905-2544930, 0921-8204155; TicketWorld (632)891-9999.

The British Museum opened its doors to visitors for the first time on 15 January 1759. The Trustees decided that the Museum should be freely open to the general public as well as to academic visitors. However, they were afraid that the collections would be damaged if large crowds of people were allowed into the building. They therefore ordered that visitors should not be admitted unless they held tickets, and that only a small number of tickets should be issued for each day.

Like this ticket, issued for 1 p.m., all tickets were issued for a particular time. Visitors were taken around the Museum in groups of five, each group guided by one of the Under-Librarians. They were taken up the Great Staircase, through the upper rooms and down again to the ground floor. During their tour they were shown the collections of manuscripts, medals, antiquities and natural history.

Calum Hood - Disappointment

A/N - I hope you all like this one, it was originally posted on hashtags :)


“I’m coming!” I shouted as I ran down the stairs, trying to get the door as quickly as possible. I groaned internally when I recognised the figure being the crystallised glass.

“Hey Cal.” I sighed as I pulled the door open, my gaze running over my ex-husband’s face.

“Hey, I just came by to grab the ticket for Lily’s graduation ceremony.” he smiled slightly. I stood aside to let him in as I went to find the tickets we’d been given.

“She’s so glad you can come Cal. It means the world to her.” I admitted, grabbing the tickets off the cork board in the kitchen and handing him one.

“I wouldn’t miss it for anything.” he grinned, looking down at the ticket before his face fell.

“What?” I asked cautiously, although I knew exactly where this was going. He’d done it a hundred times in the past.

“I thought it was this Friday.” he said slowly, looking up at me as if hoping the ticket had got the date horribly wrong. “You told me it was this Friday.”

“Calum, I told you the 25th. That’s next Friday…” I narrowed my eyes at him.

“No! No, you told me this Friday because I arranged everything around it!” he insisted but I could see he was just trying to convince himself.

“Calum, I promise you I told you the 25th.” I glared at him now, but I did feel slightly bad for him. I knew he never missed anything that was important to Lily, at least not when it was in his control. I knew how much this meant to him to be able to see his only child graduate, and he’d done everything he could to push his tour back a week so he could be there.

“Oh fuck.” he groaned, sitting down at the breakfast bar and slamming his head against the counter, a loud thud as he did it, making me flinch.

“Is there no way you can come back for it?” I asked hesitantly, leaning against the counter opposite.

“We’re playing a show that night, there’s no way I can get back.” he mumbled, rubbing his head. “I can’t let her down again.” he ran an unsteady hand through his hair. He’d missed her piano recital last month because he’d been called out to America to finish some important parts of the album. He’d missed her first day at school because he was on tour in England. He’d been on tour when she’d first started walking, when she said her first words. He’d barely made it back in time for her birth.

These were all things that were important to me, and they’d ended up causing a divorce, but Lily still had faith in her father. She’d gotten through the last 2 years of disappointment from Calum by saying “at least he’ll be at my graduation. He promised.” She always saw the good in him, because he always made it up to her in some way, but this would bring about crushing disappointment that he wouldn’t be able to redeem with a promise of a day out at the local theme park or a shopping spree.

To say I was going to kill him was probably an understatement, but I also felt sorry for him. He was never in one place long enough to make these kind of commitments, something I’d learned the hard way. But he always did everything he could to make sure Lily was happy. She was the only permanent thing he had in his life right now and he was about to potentially destroy that.

“You better think of a good excuse for fucking this up.” I told him, grabbing the ticket back off him, just as the front door opened, making Calum’s eyes go wide and shake his head at me.

“Dad?” Lily’s voice exclaimed when she saw her father sat in the kitchen. “What’re you doing here?” she grinned, wrapping her arms around him quickly before sliding onto the stool beside him.

“I came by to grab some things from your mum.” he smiled weakly at the girl that was his world.

“We have your ticket for graduation!” Lily realised, gesturing for me to get it off the board. “I’m so glad you can come, and you promised me we’d go out for dinner afterwards, remember? Is that still happening?” her eyes were hopeful as she looked at the man who had given her so much disappointment her whole life.

“Hey, Lils?” Calum started, his eyes welling up with tears as he looked at her. Lily’s face fell when she knew exactly what he was going to say. I guess some part of her had been expecting it. Who wouldn’t? “I’m really, really-”

“You promised.” she cut him off, her jaw setting in a straight line.

“Lily, I tried. I really tried.” his voice cracking but Lily just stood up, glaring right back at him.

“You always try, but it never actually does any fucking good!” she shouted, making Cal and I flinch.

“I got the dates mixed up, and I organised everything around the wrong fucking date!” he shouted back. I flinched at him swearing at her, but I knew better than to intervene when they both got like this.

“And I’m supposed to forgive you for that? Oh it must be okay, because daddy just got the dates mixed up like always! You’re never there and I was okay with it because you promised you’d be at my graduation! But no, you’re off being a rock star because that will always be more important to you than me!” she screamed at him, tears now running down her cheeks.

“You think I’m okay with this?!” he asked furiously, raising his hands in despair.

“Why wouldn’t you be? If you fucking cared you’d be coming.” she hissed at him, storming into the living room.

“Don’t you ever tell me I don’t care about you. You are the only god damn good thing in my life and I would move hell and high water to make you happy.” he spat angrily, following her into the living room, me following closely behind.

“THEN WHY DO YOU NEVER SHOW IT?!” she screamed at her father.

“I do show it!” he defended himself but I knew it was no use.

“Taking me to the cinema and the theme park because you feel guilty for missing my piano recitals or my prize giving is not showing me you love me.” she informed him, tears still streaming down her face.

“I am trying to be the best I can be for you Lily. I am trying to do things for you, but I have a job that takes me away, okay? My marriage suffered for it, but I don’t want our relationship to suffer for it.” he pleaded with her but I knew it was no use.

“I really wish you weren’t my dad.” she spat at him, turning to storm up the stairs but I stopped her.

“Don’t say that.” I told her. I knew she was angry at him, but I also knew how damaging saying something like that could be. Calum had a funny way of showing it sometimes, but he loved his daughter more than anyone and hearing that from her would kill him, I was sure of it.

“It’s true though. I’d rather have a father who actually cared about me and would bother coming and seeing me once in a while because he wanted to rather than because he felt guilty.” she said coldly, before pushing past me.

Calum hung his head as he sat on the sofa, his hands running over his face over and over again. I’d only ever seen him get like this when I’d handed him the divorce papers.

“I can’t get anything right, can I?” he sobbed, making me feel awful for him. He did try but his job got in the way of that.

“I’m sorry Calum. She didn’t mean it when she said that, you know that right?” I rubbed his back but Calum just shook his head.

“She means it as much as you meant it when you said you couldn’t do it anymore.” he told me, standing up.

“Where are you going?” I asked cautiously as he headed for the door.

“I don’t know.” he mumbled, before opening the door and slamming it behind him.

I watched as he drove away, making me worry more about him. I didn’t think he was in the right state to drive but I didn’t have a say in that anymore.