I‘m dreaming of a White Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white.
This is one of my favourite Christmas carols although I was singing this in the tropical sweltering heat of Malaysia!!
I’m wishing my sweet and wonderful followers and their loved ones
“A Merry Christmas.
The Blessings of Peace.
The Beauty of Hope.
The Spirit of Love.
The Comfort of Family.
May these be your gifts this Christmas.”
As of the 17.12.15 at 18.30 I am half way through my degree.
As exams were approaching, we have a Study Week of no lectures the week before exams start to learn off the whole course. Of course, this week is meant to involve locking yourself into a room with only a desk and ensuring that your fees aren’t going to waste.
HOWEVER…. we all know that that never really works out….
Cereal will be eaten at midnight with a dinner bowl due to awful sleeping hours, lack of clean dishes and not having proper meals. (No offense! Cheerios and Wheetabix isn’t the most nutritious snack!
List of lovers will be made to keep track of your housemates love lives.
Oh dear. Lets move on!
Buzzfeed quizzes and name quizzes will be shared in friend group chats for fun distractions. It works. This week I’ve found out I’m…
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Since I haven’t been able to remember my dreams both Monday and today, I am going to post an old dream that I remember. It’s from this year, but I only watched the show it had to do with until I got old enough to realize that it’s more child directed theme no longer was very entertaining. This was back in the 80s through 90s as I watched it while I was a kid until they took the reruns off the air in the 90s and I was a teenager.
You see, back then I was being bullied a lot so even as a teen I would watch Thundercats* to feel a part of some sort of group. Despite a certain religious show’s disapproval, I kept watching it because I was more interested in the code represented than any type of magic shown. besides, some of the first season’s episodes…
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for a mushroom hug.
Hey, don’t shrug!
It’s a mushroom hug.
Can’t see it?
Don’t throw a fit.
Smile wide as me,
and you’ll see it,
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: I hope you see the hug, same as me. 🙂 My rhyme is disorganized, perhaps I should call this rhyming ADD. My words have executive function issues, but as my eldest would say, Who cares? It’s a brave new world of “whatever works.” But does it work? Hope you’re having a great weekend!
and I don’t know how to say
because you can’t get time back
so I’ma write these words down to
do justice the reverberated tact
because I don’t know what to
do, I’m a beautiful wreck
just like you and I still
don’t have the right words to say
but this here sentiment I relay
in hopes you come to terms
with the heart of motives
this here page turns