religious week

  • Noah Czerny: *smiles and is happy*
  • Me: my skin is clear, my crops are flourishing, the sun is shining, I have 20/20 vision, I have straight A's, I'm properly hydrated-

(I want to believe a little in their friendship, sue me xD…

Set in The Pharaoh o/).

Calendars are pretty arbitrary, right?

I mean, a year itself isn’t. That’s a pretty solid, concrete thing. Same with a day. A week has religious significance, and a month used to be solidly tied to lunar cycles before things started getting wonky.

But the more fiddly details are actually pretty arbitrary. The new year starts on January first. Fair enough, you gotta start a new year somewhere. But why January? Why winter, and not spring? Or if it’s gonna be winter, why is it ten days after winter’s started? The first day of winter is December 21. What sort of sense does that make? If we wanted the calendar to start on January 1, why not line it up so that January 1 is the first day of winter?

And it’s not like the older civilizations that decided these things just didn’t know. The winter solstice has had significance since neolithic times. I can’t find any cultural significance for January 1. It’s got no significance in Christianity, only significance in Judaism is that it’s occasionally one of the days of Hanukkah.

As best I can tell, it’s entirely based on the fact that, from 153 BC onward, Roman consuls entered office on that date. Which is incredibly helpful… for ancient Romans.

I blame marty-mc for this monstrous plot we’ve come up for a trc grease au I can’t believe it I really fucking can’t-

The Holy Week or “Semana Santa” is coming up soon.  It is sort of like our spring break.  During the week there are a lot of religious festivals in Spain.  Also my mom is coming for a visit then.  

45. Mixtape

members: Min Yoongi

content: Valentines Day. A helpless romantic. A busy schedule and a lovingly crafted mixtape.

length: 2147 words

rating: SO MUCH fluff like you have no idea

Originally posted by sugagifs

In the five years you had dated Min Yoongi you had come to realise that he didn’t see romance in the generic things. Flowers that were blood red neatly presented with a single pink lace bow, spontaneous trips to the middle of nowhere where the two of you could lie back and watch clouds drift across skies or date nights that were religiously undertaken twice a week when the two of you would get dolled up and the night would end with ripped clothing strewn on the bedroom floor. Yoongi couldn’t couldn’t find romance in those things; his work schedule was too intense, too demanding for any real effort to be spent on.

However Yoongi saw romance in the smallest of things, moments of pure bliss that could not be replicated by an expensive meal at a fancy restaurant. Romance was when he returned home from long, exhausting practices and climbed into bed where he would pull you along the expanse of the crisp white sheets and wrap his arms around your cold body, fluttering a kiss on your temple before mumbling an I love you. It was the way when he was proud of a track he had created, his chest swelling with nerves and apprehension when he made you sit as his desk and tell him what you truly thought, no sugar-coating, I will know. It was days when he didn’t need to be at practice and he would scoop your exhausted body off the thick mattress of your bed and place you delicately on the sofa, where he would mumble no moving, you promise, before spending the day eating junk food, watching crappy movies and making love on the soft carpet of your living room floor.

So when you walked in from a particularly hectic day at the restaurant, sweat settling on your skin and clothes rumpled, on the 14th February you were surprised to see Min Yoongi holding a bunch of bright red roses and a wearing a sheepish smile. A soft grin pulled on your lips as you dropped your bag, taking a step closer to your boyfriend.

“What’s this?” You muttered, eyes scanning his attire, knowing he would have gotten back from practice and was most likely exhausted. He didn’t wear anything fancy, simply a t-shirt with a pair of basketball shorts but from the soft aroma of tea tree and mint drifting from his body you could tell he had showered and changed especially for you.

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playlist: 01

here’s a list of numerous songs, ranging through several genres, that i have listened to religiously this week! there will be a lot of twenty one pilots/related artists since i have am suffering from post-concert depression rn so just be aware of that 😂

  • barcelona - ed sheeran
  • nancy mulligan - ed sheeran
  • weight of the world - jon bellion (the current loml)
  • please don’t go - joel adams
  • take it all back - judah & the lion
  • call me out - sarah close
  • welcome to the black parade - my chemical romance (don’t judge me)
  • good in me - jon bellion
  • new york soul part. ii - jon bellion
  • house of the rising sun - the animals
  • the irony of choking on a lifesaver - all time low
  • love in the middle of a firefight - dillion francis ft. brendon urie
  • shatter in the night - vesperteen
  • this ain’t a scene, it’s an arms race - fall out boy
  • teenagers - my chemical romance (fun fact: it was the first MCR song i ever heard thanks to my brother)

I watch Doctor Who pretty much religiously every week, even when Wade tries to distract me from it. Everything about it is incredible, especially the aliens and their tech.

Is that the show with the gay underwear models? Nah, too many chick flick moments. Petey keeps getting me to watch that alien show but we all know that I’m the greatest show on Earth.