Oh hey, seemingly endless cycle of Junior Year. Ihateyousomuch <3
Someone needs to fork over an Oscar to PS22.
Oh I knew it. I am so good at this game. Pixar… I am still waiting for you guys to get best picture.
NO MORE COMMERCIALS I WANT TO KNOW BEST PICTURE. Grrr…
I didn’t think Natalie Portman could get anymore famous after Star Wars, but it was possible. Black Swan was the greatest though.
Randy Newman. Stop.
Did anyone else see the spinning hallway thing during the Inception montage? That was incredible, I had no idea.
Auto-tune the Oscars? Go Gregory Brothers!!!!!
If I fail in going into the film industry big time, can I be “Craft Services”?
Strangers No More, you used Papyrus. But it’s okay because you are a feel good documentary. But still, choose a better font.
I wanted every dress in Alice. Costume design was sooooo worthy!
CBale, your beard does not match your hair. It looks ridiculous. Shave.
Dropping the f-bomb at the Oscars, classy.
The mad matter hat for the Oscar was cute. Art Directors are the best.
Stuff about the Oscars
Anne Hathaway is so great. Her red carpet dress is sweeeeeeeeeet and she just sounds like a nice person. I could be wrong. But still, she’s a great actress and so pretty b’___’
It’s like everything is logical, but I feel illogical. Why? Everything makes so much sense, everything has happened. Today I was invisible. Also, it’s been months since I have been on newmanagementship. I miss it too much. But I have to live without it.
A dozen things
DEAR GIRLS: This is an angry rant to only a select few types of girls in this world. 1. If you call yourself “fat” and you weigh less than 75% of us, it really makes the rest of us feel like crap. You know why? Because you just called a bunch of other girl feel worse for being heavier. 2. No guy is going to notice 5 pounds or even 25 pounds unless you have your clothes off. Most...
Oh please. It’s kind of my reaction to everything today. Because everything is so annoying today. So oh please. I don’t feel sorry for anyone complaining right now. I am at the point where I don’t even feel sorry for me (Which is a feat for a teenage girl)
Dear Giles County. Keep on going. People may say you have a bad reputation, but I know plenty of good people that have come from there. So keep on rebelling. Keep on living. Because Blacksburg is just as bad, regardless of what PC loonies say. And if you get riled up by this, I don’t give a rip, Freedom of speech lets us do anything but post the Ten Commandments and write what we want...
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Teacher themed rant.
Alright teacher-who-shall-not-be-named, you have become the absolute bane of my existence. If you were anyone else I would have already told you to be quiet and leave me alone. The problem is that you can easily make my life worse by altering my grades. So I am going to continue eating in your class and making smart comments when you aren’t paying attention. This will do absolutely nothing...
Can I just sleep for the rest of the year? And when I wake up my hair will have grown back, I would have missed Chemistry forever, I would be ready to go to SCAD, escape allergies and I would not be stressed. I could also stay up and party all summer instead of sleeping.
I have a bald spot on the back of my head (near my neck) The good thing is my hair is just long enough to cover it up, the bad news is getting a haircut is going to suck if it gets to short. (like my summer haircut) Not a total FML because nobody can see it. But it’s all bald and not stubly and it bothers me. I do not want to put old man hair grow stuff on in :P So yeah.
Does it make you feel okay? To know that there are answers to everything? That everything is dictated by the cogs in our heads? Does knowing the reason actually help you get by? Does it help you that I would go red in the face just explaining it to do IF there was an answer? Does it make you feel okay? To feel the skin connect with yours? To feel the fire spit out of you? To disappoint your...
I just realized that I have the dumbest ideas pent up in my head. But they make sense up there. And I have a hard time seeing why they don’t make sense to anyone else.
I wonder if everyone spread around that the new way of relieving depression/ anxiety/ and other weighty emotions was to pick their nose. No seriously. Because eventually people would believe that it actually relieved those emotions. Maybe people would stop cutting instead. Because you know, they would still be embarrassed to let people know about it, they would be afraid that their parents would...
It's a funny word.
I am going to take pictures of my knick knacks for photo class. Then I am going to post them and explain why they are significant. I have a freaking ton of knick knacks.
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Hey tumblr. I am applying for this thing. And I want to write a good essay, but I have to hand write it so my draft is going to be on Tumblr and may be unusually large, but I will cut it down. (The prompt is; “discuss your long term goals as and artist. How will SCAD Summer Seminars program help you achieve these goals?” As an artist I would like to be able to communicate with the...
I think I hit Youth square in the face recently. Not immaturity, just youth. I like it, I like it a lot.
I don't want to forget
I keep forgetting to do this, so I am going to finish it up now. 18. a song that you wish you heard on the radio Little Lion Man- Mumford and Sons, Sing It- MCR and King Jesus- Roger Williams and the All Mixed up Quartet. Because these are the types of songs that would come on radio stations. 19. a song from your favorite album My favorite album? Hmm…. I’ll Follow You Into the...
Earthquakes and sharks to start us off, If Chupacabras ain’t enough,...– Earthquakes and Sharks- Brandtson
Every time I look at anything college/ test related I get more stressed out than I was 10 seconds ago. So right now I am like… 98% stressed. Because the College Board doesn’t like any of my choice in schools, I have to find one more “safe school”, I am afraid that the only people who will accept me is Radford and I’ll just DIE if that happens, SATs (need I say...
There are so many adjectives right now floating around in my head. None of which I can pin down to describe today. But I am going to do another Saturday in review. Although this Saturday was less thought provoking. I got up and received news that Maggie was missing in our own house. She had gotten into the crawl space in the room she sleeps in. If she were smart enough she could get into a corner...
A song you hear often on the radio →
Plays every time I am in the car with Marc. Which is weird But I like the song.
Day 15: A song that describes you →
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Song that is a guilty pleasure
Okay so yesterday was a song that is a guilty pleasure and today is one that no one would expect you to like. I will combine the two. Enjoy the trashiness. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ruNrdmjcNTc Yeah I know. It’s not PC at all. Maybe that is why I like it.
Because I don't really want to reblog things. I... →