I could be perfectly fine, and then my nose catches a whiff of a smell that reminds me of him, it may only be for a millisecond… but it’s enough to take me instantly back. I suddenly remember the smell of his clothes, and the feeling of his arms around me. For a second I smile, because I remember the good times, but it doesn’t last. Reality hits and I remember that it’s over.
Just like that, with the faintest smell, I can be taken through a series of emotions in the matter of seconds. And no one understands. Smell shouldn’t affect me this way, but it does, and it sticks with you.. I expect to go through this smell cycle for years to come, because the nose never forgets.
First off, i’d like to apologize for completely neglecting this blog over the last few months. It was for a variety of reasons. Mostly because there wasn’t much that needed to be done in regards to the program, so there was no point writing about it.
Back in September or October I completed the…
I was at the Oscars, waiting to hear if my name was called, and I kept thinking, Cakewalk, cakewalk, cakewalk. I thought, Why is “cakewalk” stuck in my head? And then, as I started to walk up the stairs and the fabric from my dress tucked under my feet, I realized my stylist had told me, “Kick, walk, kick, walk.” You are supposed to kick the dress out while you walk, and I totally forgot because I was thinking about cake! And that’s why I fell.
So as most of you know I recently proposed to my (now fiance) in Disney World and some of you messaged me asking how I pulled it off (I’ve now idea… she’s like, ten times more attractive than me) so I thought I’d tell y’all how I did it:
I’m sure you’ve all heard of the twelve days of Christmas…
…and I couldn’t and Finnick could, and I should be nothing but grateful. And I am. But I’m also furious because it means that I will never stop owing Finnick Odair. Ever.
Then I wonder…what was wrong with this girl? She seems pretty and knows how to bow. Get to know her! Just because she isn’t wearing a sparkly motherflipping dress.
maybe he’s got a thing for blondes?
He likes his own preference. See here’s the thing that makes their love so awesome. No other woman stood out before Cinderella. Sure, they’re all beautiful but remember? The prince thought this was boring. He would rather be out riding his horse or something than meeting all these women. He wasn’t looking for love. He just did this ball because the king wanted it. He’s annoyed and looks up at his father yawning because he doesn’t want to be with anyone. Then Cinderella comes and she’s the ONLY one not in line waiting to meet him. She’s the only one who has no idea what she’s doing there and she’s walking around aimlessly. That’s what caught the prince. Some of you might say that it was her beautiful dress but I tend to believe that it was because she was the only one who wasn’t waiting to see him. He knew all these women just liked him because he’s the prince. He knew they were only after the kingdom so they could be rich (like Cinderella’s step-sisters). He could tell Cinderella was different. Even if her dress made him notice her first, it’s the woman that makes the dress. Not the dress that makes the woman. To seal the deal, when Cinderella is running away, her excuse is that she hasn’t met the prince which shows him that she fell in love for him. Not his royalty.
Why did the US government shut down? How did Panem come to existence? Who was the first President? What happened to the other continents?
I am planning to see how many notes this gets, and once it gets a fair amount, I plan to send a letter to Suzanne Collins and ask her to make a new series about this topic.