50 Week David Archuleta Tumblr Challenge

Week 7: Interviews (Captures, Pictures, Videos)

David Archuleta on OMG! [X]

INTERVIEWER: David just explain to us about your two-year spiritual mission? What can we expect from you after it?

DAVID ARCHIE: I’m not sure what to expect. Because its not something that I’ve done before, really. I’m very excited about it. And to see what I will learn while I’m away, to see what I will take and then bring back into my life and to see how it will affect my career afterwards. It will be interesting to see what challenges are gonna come up when I get back. Will I have to start all over again? I DON’T KNOW. Will I have someone to start off with? I feel like I WILL. Because the fans have been so great. They let me know, its like you know, “We’ll be here for you.” And that means so much.

It’s not Goodbye

(Source: mufffliato)

lautetraume:

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.

Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.

To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.

Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”

All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.
Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.

Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.

Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.

At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.
Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.

Crying my fucking eyes out :’[

archiehigh:

Day 28:”Body From the Gods”
Tweet of the day || Video of the day
Quote of the day:
“I’m not trying to be something cool or impressive. I don’t have the best body out there or anything compared to these guys. “

Lol, I’m really sorry for the title, I couldn’t help myself. But look at his body tho. It makes me wanna cry. 

agleeksmind:

agleeksmind :

i just have a really good feeling that when Kurt’s gone next year every friday night Blaine will go over and have friday night dinners with Carol and Burt and then Kurt will skype them afterwards and talk about this great audition he has coming up and how great everything is going but then he has to go so they all wave goodbye and once they close the laptop lid Carol, Burt and Blaine just kind of look up at each other with tears in their eyes and smile. Blaine then leaves to go get in his car and looks up at Kurt’s window to his room, the window he climbed through the night before Kurt left for New York, the one Kurt thinks he “snuck” into but Blaine of course asked Burt first if he could stay the night, the one he looked up to after friday night dinners with hummel/hudson clan and saw Kurt’s shadow beginning his moisturizing routine, the one he wishes he could climb up to right now and sneak in for a quick kiss and hug. Burt looks out and notices Blaine’s still out there and is slightly confused until it dawns on him where Blaine’s staring. Blaine then wipes his tears gets into his car and drives home to go to sleep in his bed, their bed, the bed that they gave everything to each other in. Where they spent hours cuddling and exploring and laughing and enjoying each other’s company. He then climbs into bed and wraps his blankets around him and just lets everything out. he sobs happy tears and sad tears and just tears tears. His phone then buzzes. “Sorry I didn’t say anything tonight babe didn’t think what I wanted to say was appropriate in front of my parents ;) Happy 2 year anniversary you have given me all the courage I’ve needed to make it here <3 I miss you! Half way there babe! I love you more than any audition I could ever get! xxxx your Kurt” He smiles to himself. He wasn’t crying because Kurt hadn’t said anything, to be honest he had let it slip his mind due to mid-terms, he was crying because he just missed his boyfriend. He quickly sent a reply back to Kurt before smiling to himself and settling down into bed….”I love you to babe :) Miss you and love you more than you could ever imagine. I’m so proud of everything you have done. These past 2 years have been perfect and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. You are the love of my life. Happy 2 years :) <3 xxxxx your Blaine”

(Source: mikethatchang)

(Source: colfercriss)

cockofjupiter:

oh god HE ACTUALLY SAID THAT THOUGH IT ISN’T JUST A RANDOM LINE SOMEONE PLASTERED ONTO THE GIF IT’S CANON HOLY FUCKING SHIT I IS GUN DIE

(Source: chrisandcriss)

shellelyn:

I am just sitting here in awe. I am watching old videos on Youtube of our dearest Archie while he was on American Idol. FOUR YEARS AGO. (That’s two whole missions since those times.) Can you believe it? I am listening to him sing… and talk… and laugh. He’s the same as he has always been. He’s never changed. He’s always been…David. :)

I started to think about 2 years from now when he comes home. I know it seems like a long way off, but it really isn’t. Can you IMAGINE how he will sound then? Can you IMAGINE how breathtakingly gorgeous he will be… in all ways?

His outward appearance will probably change a bit… he’ll become more of a man. He will gain this confidence in himself. I am sure he’ll always be a little shy and humble, because that’s David… but there will be something else. It might simply be in the way he walks, or talks, or smiles. Inside he will glow… beautifully… because he will have this fulfillment. He will know he accomplished all he set out to do. He will be closer to God. He will be so happy.

Just THINK of how AMAZING he will sound? His beautiful voice. We will be ACHING for it — when we hear him sing live for the first time I think we will all literally cry because we won’t be able to contain how he makes us feel.

David will be a light to all those who he comes in contact with… I can’t wait. Two years for him to grow, become, learn…it is SO worth it.

He’s so worth it.

I am pretty sure he could change the world.

hpotterfacts:

It can be read here!

#and the theater full of twenty somethings started bawling

(Source: teamjyler)