Estem buscant pis per la zona de Sants. Tots els que hem vist, ens han tirat enrrere perque no volen animals ja que han tingut una mala experiència.
Ho entenc, no dic que no, però es que és veritat que els meus gats i la meva gossa són boníssims!
I sí, segur que també li va dir
La universidad descarta un error técnico en la avalancha de ceros en el examen de Euskera de la PAU.
Chavales que tienen el B2 y han sacado un 0.
Chavales que sacaron un 8 en Filo (en euskera) y han sacado un 0 en Euskera.
12 alumnos de un mismo cole han sacado un 0.
El verdadero "momentazo" de la semana: Matt Smith enterándose de que puedes aprender Alto Valyrio en Duolingo gracias a Emma D'Arcy es la cosa más tierna, caótica y perfecta que vais a ver hoy. Oro puro. 🤌🏻🐉
Tyrion’s savage line wasn’t just calling Joffrey a monster.
He looked Cersei & Tywin dead in the eyes and said:
“Watching your vicious bastard die gave me more relief than a thousand lying whores”
He knew the Jaime/Cersei secret.
That wasn’t an insult.
It was Tyrion casually dropping the biggest scandal in Westeros right in their faces during his own trial. Ice cold🔥
Do you think it was an accidental slip or calculated nuke?
Els prejudicis no són genètics però existeixen i un dia, més aviat que tard, encalçaran els nostres fills i som els pares qui hem d’espantar-los com fem amb els monstres de la foscor.
En Josep tenia 6 anys quan va topar amb el primer. Ja no ha d’anar sempre de la mà de la mama, que el vigila de lluny, i el meu petit s’està amb sa germana i la colla de nens dels apartaments on estiuegem. Fan una rotllana i seuen per xerrar. Hi ha nens i nenes de diferents edats. El més gran és en Litus, que té 12 anys, i el meu Bebè és el més petit. Sento les seves veus, els sento riure. Fan goig. Però tot d’una, en Josep s’aixeca i ve cap a mi. Somica. Què ha passat, Bebè? Li demano. I en Josep, amb la veu plorosa em respon Mama, és que he dit que estimo el Jordi i el Litus ha rigut fort i m’ha cridat “maricón”. Què és “maricón”, mama?
Em miro el meu angelet. “Amormeu, aquesta paraula és una paraula que algunes persones fan servir per insultar els homes que s’estimen. Tu no l’has de fer servir mai per insultar ningú.” I em mira i em continua explicant…”Mama, és que he dit que el Jordi és el meu més millor amic i que quan sigui gran em vull casar amb ell. És que, mama, jo vull estar sempre amb el Jordi com tu amb el papa…”
I jo li somric amb dolcesa mentre li eixugo un parell de llàgrimes de les galtones. El meu Bebè se sent ferit i no entén per què.
“Vida meva, tu pots estimar qui vulguis. No hi ha res de dolent a estimar. Al contrari. Estimar molt et farà feliç. Oi que és bonic estimar la mama, el papa, la Berta? Doncs també és bonic que t’estimis el teu amic del cole. Als més millors amics se’ls ha d’estimar. “
El meu nen m’abraça i jo l’abraço mentre penso que no hi ha res de més pur que el cor d’un infant.
#JosepBoan #Reforma142CP #StopViolenciaViaria #JustíciaBoan
#LleiBoan
Arya never truly became "No One."
While training with Jaqen H'ghar and the Faceless Men in Braavos, she learned their skills, but she never abandoned her identity as Arya Stark.
The clearest proof comes when she refuses to kill Lady Crane, defying the Faceless Men, and later declares:
"A girl is Arya Stark of Winterfell, and I'm going home."
The Faceless Men demand complete surrender of personal identity, memories, and desires. Arya could never let go of her family, her home, or her list of enemies. Instead of becoming No One, she took the training and abilities they taught her and remained Arya Stark.
In many ways, her story in Braavos is about discovering who she is, not erasing who she is.
when i was in college, my dad started sending me $20 every friday.
not every now and then.
every single friday.
always with the same message:
"for pizza."
i figured it was just one of those dad things.
sometimes i'd actually buy pizza.
sometimes i'd spend it on coffee or laundry or whatever broke college students spend money on.
this went on for almost four years.
after graduation i got a job, moved out, and the friday messages stopped.
a few years later i was home for the holidays and somehow the topic came up.
i laughed and asked him why he was so committed to funding my pizza habit.
he looked confused and said,
"what pizza habit?"
i reminded him about the money.
he just shrugged and said,
"oh. that wasn't for pizza."
apparently when he was in college, there were a bunch of weeks where he skipped meals because he didn't have enough money.
he never told anyone.
not even my mom.
he said he figured if the money was labeled "rent" or "groceries," i'd feel guilty taking it.
but nobody ever turns down pizza.
i don't know why that hit me so hard.
maybe because i never once needed that $20 for pizza.
but there were definitely weeks where i needed it for something.
@SeniorManager Me gusta cómo la gente va aprendiendo que "no está permitido portar armas" significa que solo los criminales tienen armas. Que a un delincuente le digas "eso está prohibido" le suda la polla.
My 4-year-old daughter accidentally explained parenting better than most adults.
The other day we were out for a walk when she suddenly bent down, picked something up off the sidewalk, and started moving it toward her mouth.
Dad instincts kicked in immediately.
Me: "Whoa, nope."
I grabbed it before she could eat whatever mystery object she'd just discovered.
She looked offended.
Daughter: "Why?"
Me: "Because it was on the ground."
Daughter: "So?"
Me: "You don't know where it's been. It's dirty. It probably has germs."
She stared at me for a second like I'd just revealed the secrets of the universe.
Then her eyes got huge.
Daughter: "Daddy..."
Me: "Yeah?"
Daughter: "How do you know all this stuff?"
I won't lie, I enjoyed that question way more than I should have.
Daughter: "You're so smart."
Now, instead of giving a responsible answer, I decided to have a little fun.
Me: "Well, all parents know this stuff."
Daughter: "They do?"
Me: "Yep. It's on the Parent Test."
Daughter: "The Parent Test?"
Me: "Of course. Before they let you become a parent, you have to pass a test. They ask questions about germs, vegetables, bedtime, all that stuff."
She nodded very seriously.
The kind of nod that says this information is being permanently filed away.
We kept walking for a few minutes in silence.
Then suddenly she stopped.
Daughter: "OH!"
Me: "What?"
Daughter: "I get it now!"
Me: "Get what?"
She smiled like she'd just solved a difficult math problem.
Daughter: "If you don't pass the test..."
A dramatic pause.
Daughter: "...you have to be the kid."
I laughed so hard I nearly dropped my keys.
Apparently in her mind there are only two categories of people:
Those who passed the Parent Test...
...and everyone else. 😂
There was a homeless man who 'camped' in the covered garage where my office was located. You'd see him huddle down for the night, along with his little dog, a small scruffy little terrier mix. When I walked thru the garage on my way to lunch, I would often check to see where he was and then bring him a burger and drink. He always tore the sandwich in half, ate one half and gave the other to his dog. I started bringing him a bag of dry dog food every month and he took great pains to keep it dry. His little dog rode in the child's seat in the grocery cart wherever he went.
One especially cold winter morning, I noticed his dog was missing and he seemed utterly forlorn. I bought him some coffee and he explained how the city rounded up the homeless and took them to the shelter because it was bitterly cold and they took his dog away from him. They took her to the local shelter (no license, no tags, no rabies vaccination). I was appalled.
I took the morning off, picked him up from the garage & drove him to the shelter where we asked to look for his 'lost' dog. When we found her, she put up such a racket of pure joy upon seeing him: yipping, yelping, wiggling uncontrollably. Paws squeezed between chain link trying to touch her master and his fingers stroking her little face.
I paid for her license, basic shots and retrieval fee and he rode back in silence hugging her so tight, I thought he would break her. When we got out, I told him to keep her safe. He hugged me, made Sasha give me a smooch of thanks, and hurried off to where he'd hidden his cart.
I understand the need to keep these souls safe but taking his one undeniable friend -- while legally founded -- was gut wrenchingly wrong on so many other levels.
Any act of kindness can change lives….no matter how great or small.
The most depressing thing about the ending of Game of Thrones is that now Drogon has no one. He could go on living for 200 more years, heartbroken and alone.
A Targaryen with Black Hair
Many people will say Jon Snow had black hair because he inherited the Stark look from his mother, Lyanna Stark.
In both the books and the TV series, Jon is the son of Lyanna Stark and Rhaegar Targaryen. While Targaryens are famous for their silver-gold hair and purple eyes, those traits are not always inherited.
Jon takes after the Stark side of his family:
Dark brown/black hair
Grey eyes (in the books)
Stark facial features
This is actually an important clue in the story. Just as Robert Baratheon's children should have inherited his dark hair, Jon inheriting Stark features shows that not every child of a silver-haired Targaryen will necessarily look Targaryen.
Another example is Baelor Breakspear, a Targaryen prince who inherited the dark hair and features of his mother rather than the classic silver-haired Targaryen appearance.
Jon's black hair isn't a mistake, it's the result of the gods keeping him for a greater purpose..
my daughter is 5 and has zero fear.
every single morning when i drop her off at daycare, she stands by the main gate and aggressively waves at an older boy, maybe 8, who gets dropped off by his dad at the same time.
all week, the boy just stared straight ahead, completely ignored her, and walked past like she was invisible.
eventually she asked me in the car, “does that boy not like me?”
my heart broke into a million pieces.
i was genuinely bitter about it all day, wondering why some kids are raised to be so cold and dismissive to a toddler.
then one afternoon at pickup, his dad stopped me in the parking lot.
he looked embarrassed and said he wanted to explain something.
apparently his son is incredibly shy and gets overwhelmed around people he doesn't know.
he told his dad there was a little girl who waved at him every morning, but by the time he worked up the courage to wave back, he was already halfway to the building.
the dad said the kid spent the whole evening practicing waving in the bathroom mirror so he wouldn't miss his window today.
the next morning we got there like usual.
my daughter spotted him and immediately started waving.
the kid froze for a second.
then gave the biggest, most aggressive two-handed wave i've ever seen.
my daughter laughed so hard she nearly dropped her backpack.
it’s wild how fast we assume people are being cruel when they’re actually just terrified of messing up. look out for the shy kids.
Por fin he conseguido convencer a mi madre para que vea Game of Thrones. Después del primer episodio, ya odia con toda su alma a Cersei y a Jaime, y dice que le encanta Ned Stark. A ver si logro que llegue al final de la primera temporada. 😂