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“Unpretty/I Feel Pretty”
from TLC, West Side Story, and Glee
- Francesca Alfajora & Danielle Calara
Because I don’t think anyone’s really heard Smelly sing. And what’s more unpretty than middle school webcam photos?? She’ll hate me for that picture, but she really is one of the prettiest girls I know, just so you know.
Worth reblogging, since it’ll spread like wildfire without my help anyways ;)
Had to draw a 16x20 blowup of an 8x10 collage for class. I was nervous ‘cause I hadn’t drawn in a while, but I guess I just draw slower now.. Need to get better than everyone else in class >:O~
…and I got a new 430 EX II flash for my camera :) Think I’ll get a 60D, the XSi is just too small.
-18 hours
- 4H, 2H, H, HB, 2B, 4B, 6B
Squished skittle.
Skittles are so sweet.
I’m so over this lifestyle, been there done that. Tried this, smoked that. Of course, once in a while getting a drink and dancing to a song or two are perfect stress-relievers. But I want to move on to the next chapter of my life, one not so dependent on all this emptiness and drama. I’m not going to wait for college to pass me by. I bore easily and I want to live in the now. So give me all the colors of the rainbow and I’ll keep on walking through. There’s not enough life time to be prohibited and carefully planning. Travel and see the world. Meet people and make after-life long friends. Try things. Regret things. But look forward to more.
I don’t want to stay here forever and do nothing. I used to think I was a late-bloomer, but I now believe I was a flower that wasn’t ever supposed to bloom.
And that’s the fun of it I guess. Doing what you want, when you want. Making those dreams come true and inspiring those around you to take those first steps. Been there, done that. Now, grow up!
I want to move to the east coast.
Manhattan.. Correction: Upper East Side Manhattan, watch your back.
college.
Sometimes, I regret going to a school so close to where I grew up.
It’s not very exciting being somewhere very much like that boring little city you grew tired of in middle school. Being one of the few that isn’t really leaving the area has its downfalls, mainly the lack of new things to see, new experiences to gain by being somewhere else. It doesn’t really ever feel like you grew up and left to start your own life.
But then, weekends like these where I can see all my friends again, I find that comfort knowing we haven’t fallen out of touch and forgotten each other like so many high school friends do. I think it’s a rare thing to have, such a close knit circle even after ¾ths of the year spent apart. It’s nice having a huge family to celebrate holidays and lazy summer days at only 30 minutes away from college.
It’s like I never left home.
I can’t wait to get started on studio.
I’ve always doodled in class, but in recent months I’ve strayed from the cartoon drawings I used to do to more mature subjects. After all, I’ll need to get used to drawing nude models in my class that starts next week (yay!). I’m going to convert my room into a studio; super excited for my trip to ikea.
I forgot how much I loved picking up my pencil.
normal circumstances.
What may not be important to you can mean the world to me.
If it had been just any other day.
I would’ve screamed at you and tried to rip your head off. I would’ve slapped you across the face, made you walk home. Cleaned your bank account ‘cause god knows I know all the passwords. I could’ve told your dad you lost his precious bike.
There’s so much more shit I could’ve given you.
But I didn’t. Remember that the next time my hormones make me crazy and I turn my wrath on you, remember I hold back too. So don’t yell at me, don’t reprimand me. Don’t treat me like I’m incapable of making mistakes when you’re human too.
You’re the one who fucked up, so don’t you dare treat me with disrespect. I don’t deserve to give love and do all these things for you to get yelled at and forgotten in return.
You owe me, so, so much. And I will collect.
I got new shoes.
Now, I just need places to go in them. I’ve been with nothing much to do these past few days, just a couple of movies, seeing old friends. I’m starting to think I should just get up and walk somewhere, anywhere. Walk away from problems, walk away from drama, walk far away from everyone else’s expectations and disappointments. I don’t find anything wrong with my current lifestyle, but some virus always seems to force itself into my happy, occasionally dull, system. Then after puking hatred and annoyance, I’m left with the disgusting aftertaste of guilt. How is it that some people - who have done so much wrong and caused so much pain - feel no guilt? How can they feel nothing after terrible deeds when I’m writhing and overwhelmed by it over things so minuscule and small. I can have a little piece of paper fall past the garbage can and have to go back a block to pick it up because of the knots that form in my stomach. I wonder, if my sensitivity to this monster make me more susceptible to disease? The virus that causes all discomfort and unhappiness. It sucks your well dry. And all you’re left with is darkness.
These shoes were made for walking in, but where can I go when I can’t even see what’s in front of me.
I like this, could have a stronger environmental meaning though.
Pillow Talk is a project aiming to connect long distance lovers. Each person has a pillow for their bed and a chest sensor which they wear to sleep at night. The chest sensor wirelessly communicates with the other person’s pillow; when one person goes to bed, their lover’s pillow begins to glow softly to indicate their presence. Placing your head on the pillow allows you to hear the real-time heartbeat of your loved one.
:’) makes me want to cry, this one.
Anyone wanna watch a chick flick? :)
1. Click the link to your chosen movie.
2. Wait 5 seconds and click the ‘continue as a free user’ button.
3. Press play!
Enjoy :)
- 500 Days Of Summer
- Easy A
- The Proposal
- He’s Just Not That Into You
- Definitely Maybe
- A Cinderella Story
- Dear John
- John Tucker Must Die
- Mean Girls
- Just My Luck
- A Walk To Remember
- The Notebook
- The Break-Up
- 50 First Dates
- What Happens In Vegas
- The Ugly Truth
- 10 Things I Hate About You
…and you’re welcome :)
I needed this.
for safe keeping :)
I’m getting sick of the same things day in, day out. Give me a little something interesting to do, will you?
with you.
I always find myself saying, “been there, done that” and smiling at your boasts all the same.
“Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over.”
I am starting to freaking LOVE pinkberry parfaits.
Mango yogurt is the bomb diggity.
My kid, Chloe. :)
giving up.
I might be worth it, but you aren’t anymore.
Because I didn’t do wrong.
The Best of Hipster Edits
LOLOL
people are such trolls these days hahhah
HAHAHAHAHAHA.
Tumblr, you’ve gotten so lame and unoriginal that editing you makes me laugh :(