hinn*

lakótársam számolgatja,h a pasija mire költ, és 20-30e-rel nem tud elszámolni és ez aggasztja. én meg nem értem, hogy miért érdekli, mert ha bármikor rajtam kérnének ilyesmit számon, én nem tudnám megmondani, és simán hinnék rám, hogy sumákolok, mert épp ott tartok, hogy 8-ától bringával járok majd mindenhova, mert nem maradt a bkv diákbérletre pénzem:DD
eddig azt hittem lakótársam a mintabarátnő, aztán most meg ezt számolgatja. valahogy engem sose érdekelt, és eszembe se jutott kalkulálgatni nyilván azért, mert a saját pénzügyeimhez is balfasz vagyok

Mászószakemberek, halp

Az történt, hogy gyáva lettem. Visszaereszkedek utakból, amik egy éve, meg két hónapja simán mentek, nem megyek neki V-ös kulcsrészeknek, remegő lábbal mászom nagyjából bármit. 

Heti 3 edzéssel, boulderezésben látható fejlődéssel, szóval a hiba (ki hinné?) a fejemben lehet. 

Ilyenkor mi a megoldás?

8

The fact that Harry Potter was going out with Ginny Weasley seemed to interest a great number of people, most of them girls, yet Harry found himself newly and happily impervious to gossip over the next few weeks. After all, it made a very nice change to be talked about because of something that was making him happier than he could remember being for a very long time, rather than because he had been involved in horrific scenes of Dark Magic.

do you ever think about how great it would be if James and Lily had lived and Harry grew up with his parents and knew about magic from a young age and made magical friends before he went to Hogwarts? do you ever think about how he’d excitedly write back to his mum and dad about how he was sorted into Gryffindor just like them? how he’d get his Hogsmeade permission slip signed and go off with Ron and Hermione without a single hitch? how he’d tell his parents that maybe, just maybe he sorta has a teeny tiny crush on Ginny Weasley and James would smirk because it’s always the redheads, and Lily would smile and reassure Harry because if James could woo Lily, then anything was possible when it came to matters of love? how James would cry at Harry’s wedding, how Lily would cry when she found out she was going to be a grandmother, all three times? how Harry would actually grow up knowing how Padfoot and Moony were, instead of two strangers he only just met before they were cruelly taken from him? how Harry would’ve had such and amazing life, and he would’ve grown up loved and loving, if it weren’t for that damned Peter Pettigrew?

because I do. and it hurts. a lot

I like the idea of Harry being a good cook, but hating it due to the Dursleys.

Then, thanks to the Weasleys, he slowly discovers the sheer joy of it. Helping Molly in the kitchen, getting to spend time with Ginny while making a meal.

Then, when he and Ginny are married, the two of them cooking together, laughing, sharing jokes, stealing kisses as they prepare a meal.

Then James, Al, and Lily not knowing any other way. All the nieces and nephews loving eating at Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny’s place, not just for the taste, but for the dinner theater.