i was born on a monday ;)

hereisgina: #MovementMondays Auli’i Cravalho
This 16-year-old American actress and singer was born in Kohala, Hawaii. She is of Chinese, Irish, Native Hawaiian, Portuguese, and Puerto Rican descent. Her breakout performance was as Disney’s first ever Polynesian princess, Moana. She was discovered while singing at a charity event in Oahu and was the very last girl to audition for the role. Cravalho is the youngest actress to voice a Disney Princess. Recently, she gave an amazing performance of the film’s hit song, “How Far I’ll Go,” at the 89th Annual Academy Awards. Cravalho has recently been cast as the lead of the upcoming NBC series Drama High. Bravo little lady! Very excited to see all the great things you accomplish. #MovementMondays


Kal Penn owns racist troll by raising half a million dollars for Syrian refugees

  • Kal Penn has raised hundreds of thousands of dollars for Syrian refugees after a Twitter user told him he doesn’t “belong in this country.”
  • Penn, who was born to Gujarati immigrants in New Jersey, created a Crowdrise page titled “Donating to Syrian refugees in the name of the dude who said I don’t belong in America." 
  • As of 8:30 a.m. Eastern on Monday, the tally stood at over $515,000, just shy of its now $550,000 goal. Read more
Me next week:
  • (Monday) Me, softly: Can you hear my heartbeat? Tired of feeling, never enough. I close my eyes and tell myself that my dreams will come true…
  • (Wednesday) Me, sobbing while singing very softly: Where your destiny lies… Dancing on the blades, you set my heart on fire… Can’t stop us now, the moment of truth we were born to make history…

Happy Birthday Hachi!

Hachi was born Komatsu Nana, the middle daughter of three, on November 30, 1980.  Her 7th birthday was celebrated with her family in her hometown, smiling and laughing.  Her 21st birthday was celebrated among her friends in Tokyo, smiling and laughing.

Today, her 36th birthday is hopefully being celebrated with her own family and old friends, smiling and laughing.


Gosh this got away from me! I hope you enjoy it! I know nothing about cooking Japanese food so you’ll have to forgive me. This is slightly Kacchako. I was struck with inspiration from one of @saisai-chan’s posts and so Kaleidoscope was born. Not entirely sure why I called it that. I just like the word. Anyway I’m rambling! Here’s part one (?) of Kaleidoscope!

Dinner time became a routine of sorts while staying at the dorms. The dinners were prepared by a different floor each night. Mondays the second floor students made the food while the fifth floor students set the table and cleaned up afterwards. This continued as a rotation throughout the week save for Fridays. Those nights were reserved for dinner with the faculty. It was Wednesday which meant it was the third floor’s turn to make dinner. The kitchen was in a frenzy.

“Ugh whose idea was it to start doing this?” Jirou asked as she swatted at the smoke coming from Kaminari’s pan.

“I think it was the teachers idea?” replied Kaminari. He turned behind him to look at Iida. “Isn’t that right, Mr. President?”

Iida, who was chopping up vegetables, nodded. “Yes, if I recall correctly they said that it would be a great team building experience.” He turned, wiping his hands on a towel. “Will you watch what you’re doing?!”

“Ahh crap!” Kaminari gasped as a flame shot up.

“If anything this has become a competition to see which group of us doesn’t burn the food for once.” Jirou laughed. “Wouldn’t you say so guys?”

Ojiro was preparing the drinks with Hagakure. They both hummed in unison. “I didn’t think it was possible to burn ramen noodles, but somehow they managed it.” Ojiro snickered. Kouda nodded. He had his pet bunny with him. The group had named him as their mascot and even gave him a tiny chef hat. Kouda had to keep him from stealing carrots though.

“Hey, it wasn’t that bad!” Mineta said entering the kitchen.

“It was pretty bad.” Tokoyami agreed, crossing his arms.

“I knew I should’ve cooked the noodles.” Izuku sighed.

“Whose side are you on?” asked Mineta.

“My stomach’s.” Tokoyami replied earning a laugh out of everyone.

“If anything it isn’t fair. Everyone else has more people than we do and they have the girls!” Mineta groaned.

“What does having us have anything to do with it?!” Jirou and Hagakure shot him death glares.

“Well you’re good at cooking aren’t you?” Mineta tilted a brow.

“Pshh why do you think Kaminari’s cooking? I’m just supervising.” Jirou laughed.

“What are you four doing just standing around? You’re supposed to be setting the table.” Iida wrapped his knuckles on the counter. An ominous aura was coming from him.

Izuku hurried and grabbed some bowls. The others followed suit and fled to the dinning room. “I got distracted. I think the smell was getting to me.”

“It did smell quite tasty.” Aoyama nodded, placing a bowl neatly on the table.

“If someone doesn’t keep his mouth shut. He’s going to get in a lot of trouble.” Tokoyami glared at the purple hair sticking up from across the table.

“I wonder who that could be.” Mineta rolled his eyes.

“What happened this time?” Kirishima asked from the lounge. Sero and Mina were sitting beside him playing a video game.

“Typical Mineta if I had to guess.” Momo sat up.

Izuku hummed in reply. He was building a tower out of the extra chopsticks.

“It’s ready everyone!” Iida announced. Izuku’s chopstick tower collapsed. “Izuku could you group round everyone up?”

“Umm,” he glanced over to Mineta who was currently being attacked by Mina, Momo, and Tokoyami. “sure. C'mon Aoyama?”

Aoyama was cheering loudly, watching Sero and Kirishima. “Alright then.” Izuku laughed, making his way to the elevator. He tapped his foot along to the song playing. Finally it dinged. Izuku almost walked into Uraraka when he exited.

“Oh Deku, sorry!” She said startled.

“It’s alright!” Izuku smiled. “I just came to tell everyone it’s time for dinner. Could you let Kacchan and Shouji know for me? I still need to tell the guys on the floor above.”

“Sure! No problem!” Uraraka waved as Izuku entered the elevator again.

“Thanks Uraraka!”

Uraraka walked down the corridor and stopped at the first door. It sounded like Shouji was rearranging furniture or something. She raised her fist and knocked twice. Movement in the room stopped and the door swept open revealing a sweaty Shouji. “Oh Uraraka, what’s up?”

Uraraka smiled. “I came to tell you it’s time for dinner.”

“Oh thank goodness, I’m starving. Exercising sure can work up an appetite. Hopefully it’ll be better than last night’s.” Shouji exited, closing the door behind him. “Thanks for telling me.” He started toward the elevator. “You coming?”

“Ah not yet!” Uraraka answered. “I still need to tell Bakugou.”

“Alright then! See ya at dinner.” Shouji called.

Kirishima had left his door open and Uraraka was conflicted if she should close it or not as she passed. She stopped in front of the fourth door. It was closed, but she could hear shuffling and music playing from the other side. She took a breath and knocked on the door. There was a string of curses followed by a loud bang. It sounded like Bakugou had just stubbed his toe.

“FUCK!” The door flung open. Bakugou was dishelved and pinned her with an angry look. He nudged his toe on the floor. “What is it?” Something else was different. But she couldn’t figure out what. “Well?” Bakugou spat. “If this is about another damn bug in your room or something-”

“No! I just..” She trailed off, squinting her eyes. What was it? She gasped, covering her mouth.

“What?!” Bakugou fumed. “What is it?!” That’s when his askew frames fell to the floor. Everything seemed still and silent as they both stared at the glasses. Uraraka made to pick them up, but Bakugou snatched them away before she could. He quickly tossed them in his room and closed the door. “Not a word.” Was all he said. Uraraka nodded. “I - uh came to tell you it’s time for dinner.”

Bakugou huffed as they passed Kirishima’s door. He slammed it shut. Uraraka was sure she heard something fall. “Dumbass.” Bakugou muttered under his breath.

The elevator ride down was awkward. Bakugou was complaining about shitty music and Uraraka was clearing her throat every few seconds. Bakugou was the first to exit with Uraraka following close behind. The dinning room was as lively as ever with everyone chatting happily.

“Eyy there he is!” Kirishima grinned. “Bout time you got down here. I thought the food was going to get cold.” Bakugou grunted and siddled into the seat between Kirishima and Iida.

“Uraraka!” Izuku waved her over. “You gotta try the pork cutlet bowl. It’s delicious!”

Tsuyu passed her a napkin as she took a seat. “You sure did take a while. Did something happen?”

“No everything went just fine.” she replied, taking a bite of the food. Her gaze drifted down the table to where Bakugou was sitting. He was shooting an annoyed glance at Kaminari who was shoving chopsticks up his nose. She couldn’t shake the memory of him wearing glasses from her mind. Why did he wear them? Are they just for show? Does he need to wear them? Is he nearsighted or farsighted? Did he wear contacts?

“Earth to Uraraka.” Mina waved a hand in front of her face. “Are you there?”

She jumped, dropping her chopsticks. “Sorry!”

“You were really zoned out. Something on your mind?”

“Not really, I was just thinking about classes tomorrow!”

“Ah I hear ya! I still have to do that paper for Cementoss’s class.” Mina laughed.

Izuku nearly choked on a piece of pork. “You still haven’t done it?! But he assigned it a week ago!”

“I know, I know.” Mina shrugged. “Anyway what’d you think of the food Uraraka?”

“It’s delicious!”

“We’re gonna have to step our game up tomorrow night.” Mina laughed. “Although I’m not sure how we’re going to do that with Shouji and Bakugou on our team.” She pointed across the table where Bakugou was knocking Kaminari and Kirishima’s heads together.

Uraraka hummed in thought as she watched the display. “Maybe it’ll turn out alright.”

“We can only hope.” Mina twirled a chopstick between her fingers. “Anyway I better go get started on that paper.”

Aoyama came by and picked up Mina’s empty bowl. “And we have to start cleaning, Midoriya!”

“Yeah you’re right.” He said, taking both his and Uraraka’s bowls, grabbing even more on his way to the kitchen. Mineta was yelling at them for being slow pokes. Tokoyami yanked him back into the kitchen. Uraraka giggled at their antics.

Iida took the seat Izuku had vacated. “How did you enjoy our meal?” He flashed her a proud smile. “I like to think we did quite well.”

She smiled back at him. “I’d say you guys did a great job. It was very tasty.”

“I’m glad to hear it! Hopefully we’ll be this week’s winners.” Iida grinned. Dinner cooking had become a competition. The week’s dishes were voted on by the rest of the class and the winner’s for the best dish had the week off cleaning duty.

“I wouldn’t count my group out just yet.” Uraraka said. “ I’m sure we’ll make something fantastic.”

Iida laughed heartily. “I can’t wait to try it.”

“Say Iida? You wear your glasses all the time don’t you?”

“Hmm yes well aside from the times I’m sleeping or taking a shower. Why?” Iida quirked a brow.

“Just curious. Let’s say a person doesn’t wear their glasses all the time, why wouldn’t they?” Uraraka tapped her fingers on the table.

“Well they could wear contacts and wear glasses whenever they aren’t wearing them. Or they could just not like wearing them.” Iida tapped his chin. “Some people are embarassed by them and think it might give off a bookish vibe that they’ll be labeled a nerd or geek and be teased. I know I was when I was younger.” Iida smiled softly. “It’s stopped now thankfully.”

Uraraka smiled. “I’m glad it stopped.”

A loud clatter from the kitchen caught their attention. Iida sighed, “If you’ll excuse me, I have something to check on. It was nice talking with you.”

“See ya, Iida.” Uraraka waved.

She decided she should catch up on her homework too so she wandered back to her room. She pondered what Iida had said all the way.


Hi, I need some good vibes right now haha, I turned 21 Monday and my friends made me some really really cool fanarts of Yuri on ice yeah (and I’ll be in a very cool fanzine too @born-to-make-history-zine so happy to be in it)

Thank’s to @camilleto @noenoeh and @chiaroushka

And also a little drawing to make my coming out as a proud  Hufflepuff ! and my patronus a little  weasel. I have a lot to do with school, my next short film etc…

Sometimes I wish I had more time, or draw faster.

The morning of my birthday was the first snowfall of the season in Paris, so I felt lucky.

And a lot of people asked me recently if I had a store, AND YES I have one, on Redbubble, BUT i don’t really like the platform. SO I’m really planning to open a tictail to preoders some prints of my illustrations/fanarts/inktobers/originals maybe.

Thank’s for your patience (and if you’re interested please send me a message or just a sign, it helps a lot ;) for the motivation  ! )

So apparently Baby Girl Padalecki has finally graced the world with her presence!!!! Jared apparently told some people at his bar Friday night that she’d been born, AND SHOWED OFF SOME PICTURES!!! Then he posted a story on his Instagram about something special happening on Monday with a picture of pregnant and beautiful Genevieve as a background, so hopefully we’ll all get to see the PadaPrincess’s beautiful little face and learn her name then!!

I’m so excited. Like, beyond words. It’s kind of stupid but every dream I’ve had for almost 3 days has been about this baby and in every dream she has a new name, like my subconscious is trying to guess her name before they actually tell anyone. Lol. ( For the record, the names Trista and Layla were in two of those dreams, so on the off chance that happens, I called it! ;) )

Congratulations to Jared & Gen and big brothers Tom & Shep!!

Okay but imagine Marcus and Oliver start making bets on the outcome of Quidditch matches during their final year

  • Before the last match, that will decide who wins the Quidditch House Cup, Marcus tells Oliver “I bet you my first born child that Slytherin wins.” 
  • Oliver smirks and says “You’re on, Flint.” 
  • The Monday after Gryffindor wins the Cup, Oliver looks over at Marcus before Potions and asks, “Oi Flint, you really going to give me your first born child since my team beat yours?” 
  • Marcus replies, “Well, maybe we could have a kid together so I could keep my firstborn and still fulfill the bet. ‘Course, we should probably go on a date first. You free Saturday?”
  • Oliver stands stunned for a full minute before giving Marcus a small smile and replying, “Hogsmade?”
  • Years later, when they’ve both retired from professional Quidditch, Oliver is sitting in their living room reading the Daily Prophet when Marcus walks in and says, “Hey, remember when I bet you my first born child over the Quidditch House Cup?” 
  • Oliver looks up, incredibly confused because how could Marcus think he forgot about the thing that made them start dating in the first place? 
  • And then he realizes Marcus is holding adoption pamphlets. 

But think about this:

Okay so 2 mom’s are pregnant, one is 9 months, one is 7 months. If the mom who is 7 months gives birth a day before the 9 month mom, biologically wouldn’t the full term baby technically STILL be older? Even though the premature baby was born first? Like I know we count age beginning out of the womb but the full term baby was cooking for a whole 2 months longer than the 7 month baby even though the 7 month baby was born first. Think about that.


Wassup y’all? My name is Trinee (pronounce Trinay) and I’m a 22 year old lil lady from Compton! Born and raised there, but I’ve been living in Long Beach w/ my roommate India for about two years now…since I was a junior at Cal State. I graduated w/ a Bachelor’s in Early Education in May.  I’m starting my first job on Monday as a possible replacement teacher at my old grammar school. I’m excited! 

I’m always down for whatever on the weekends, and I hope to meet new people. Feel free to ask me anything! 😁 

Shameless Monday Pic!!!
I’m a natural born Scorpio, so I have absolutely no SHAME. Goodbye Cartagena…. See you in a couple of months!
#kaibell #kbswim #kbfit #kaibellcollection #noshame

All day blazed, I wonder
If through grace, I’d find the new high I wanted
Oh, could it be you?


No bible no more
I don’t know faith like I did before
I gave it enough
I saw the fallen white doors
Oh, I stumble too and get it wrong
When its said and gone
I wait with you,
Fading out to silence


Blame it on your age
And solemn nature
If the violent conversation
Gets the best of you
And over grapes we’ll all get laid
And from the babies
Some will teach us
What the hell our souls were born to do


Oh, I was never lost
I only chose to never go home
Oh, I was never lost
I only chose to never go home
Oh, I was never lost
I only chose to never go home
Oh, I was never lost
I only chose to never go home

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“Big Bad Moon” by Joe Satriani

Top Metal Songs of the 80′s - #41

When the moon comes, Got nowhere to hide
I can turn your head around, Like it turns the tide
Man, woman, boy, child, Make you feel like you were born wild
The big bad moon’s looking down on me tonight

C’mon, this song is just a great jam. And a bit of a bluesier twist from one of the maser shredders of the 80′s. 

And the harmonica.

And how about that breakdown in the third verse. 

The Cleveland Elementary School shooting took place on January 29, 1979, in San Diego, California. Shots were fired at a public elementary school. The principal and a custodian were killed. Eight children and a police officer were injured.

A 16-year-old girl, Brenda Ann Spencer (born April 3, 1962), who lived in a house across the street from the school, was convicted of the shootings. She was tried as an adult, and pled guilty to two counts of murder and assault with a deadly weapon. She was given an indefinite sentence and remains in prison.

During the shooting, a reporter phoned houses near the school looking for information about what was going on. He reached Spencer, who freely admitted that she was the one doing the shooting. When asked why she was doing what she was doing, one of the things she was said to have told him was: “I don’t like Mondays.” The alleged comment was widely publicized; Spencer later said she did not recall making the remark.

(Via: murderpedia.org)

Night (Vampire!Yoongi)

Plot: Vampire!Yoongi as a boyfriend

Word Count: 890

A/N: so someone requested a vampire!yoongi scenario and I’m trash for vampire!yoon so I thought I would just write it now bc it sounds fun, for the original vampire!yoongi post, you can click right here if you want the backstory of how you two meet and all of that good stuff

Having a boyfriend that was born in 1853 wasn’t as weird as some would think. There were times that he said something that made it painfully clear he wasn’t born in this era but for the most part, he was just like any other man. He slept in on Saturdays, whined on Mondays and celebrated Fridays because it meant the weekend was close.

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my birthday is monday but we’re having my birthday party tonight and i’m getting drunk off riot punch it’s gonna be GREAT

and then tomorrow we’re spending the day in philly and going to macs tavern!!!! i love being born!!!!!


Before I was born, there was a song written about my small hometown.  Anyone who grew up in Mill Valley knows this song by heart.