February 2011
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Henry: What kind of courage have you got?
Philip: The tidal kind: it comes and goes.
yelllowel replied to your post: jbsdbljadsfad
its my fault im creeping under your bed and tipping salt into your mouth when you sleep im sorry … i’ll stop
DEVIOUS STRUMPET!
jbsdbljadsfad
I don’t care about Faust.
Is it Friday yet?
I have to finish reading and scene charting Lion in Winter for costume design. :/
I have been nothing but thirsty for days and even though I’ve been downing water like crazy. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?
January 2011
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“You have no option to not know the macarena….”
– Charles to Groog
TO DO, BITCHES.
reading response
call education for a quote
call libraries for a quote
turn in reading response
bookstore
clean
srsly. clean.
write some articles
hound some writers
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Sublime - Santeria
What I really want to say is...
IS IT SUMMER YET?
wendalee replied to your post: For the first time, I know how it feels to be totally unsure about my major.
You know I know what boat you’re in. At least you felt unsure before you got your diploma, not after when you’re basically stuck with it.
At least it’s for the double major, I’m still good with my first/primary major… but it makes thinking difficult. :/
For the first time, I know how it feels to be...
I can’t shake it!
I know I'm a part of the drama department and...
but if i make a good enough case for it, could i convince the entertainment section to boycott them? :)
alphashadows replied to your photo: Man, guys, we’re so awful that we offend people…
dude who wrote this?
LOL some dumbfuck drama department grad.
When I'm older I want to go to the Golden Gate...
sozzney:
accioredvines:
mypatronusisyou:
so I can jump out with my acoustic guitar and start singing, “I WISH YOU WOULD STEP BACK FROM THAT LEDGE, MY FRIEND…”
the song Jumper by Third Eye Blind should just be played on repeat from speakers at the Golden Gate Bridge and other popular suicide spots. or Don’t Jump by Tokio Hotel. and there should be people there all day long to make sure no...
Do people ever get sick of being mad about...
Relax, chill the fuck out. If you really want to find something to be mad about, GET OFF CAMPUS, get the FUCK out of Irvine and go find something worthy to be mad at. Because let me tell you, getting mad over some items on a menu? At least there’s a menu available to you. Go be mad that people don’t have a roof over their head.
RANDOM TUMBLR SPAMBOTS, GTFO.
From time to time (read: a lot of the time), I remember that the people I’ve traversed college with are graduating this year. My roommate, my LJ crowd, my freshman dorm mates, the people I sat through HumCore and Spanish with, part of Ed Board, my IV class, etc…
There is nothing more terrifying than that. Because what the hell am I going to do without them? If I was graduating too,...
Today:
- Spilled coffee on my jeans. This is something that doesn’t boil my blood AT ALL. It’s like I’m christening myself.
- Class.
- Pub.
- Class.
- Class.
- DISNEYLAND. Thank you, annual pass.
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“Bitch, he’s fine. There are 20 more hours left of this trilogy.”
– Charmandar, about Arwen crying over Frodo in FoTR. (via seesheflies)
LOL yeah this happened.
Mid-Moliere Musings
I’m uncouth and haven’t seen a lot of “classic” theater, but what did the other actors on stage DO when one of the other characters was blathering the fuck on for two pages?
Stare at them? Gesture in response to them? Things to ponder.