whats up w/ grown men who look at all the evils of the modern world and go “the real enemy is teenage girls, with their duckface and their smartphones and their selfies and their boy bands. they are destroying culture”
i love people responding to their pets’ noises with ‘i know’
Disneyworld needs to make a rollercoaster based off of the ride Yzma and Kronk take to the lair. When the ride starts, Yzma’s voice yells “pull the lever, Kronk!” and the ride starts to move backwards so she yells “wrong lever!” and it shoots you forward.
WHY IS THIS NOT HAPPENING?!
"Be a verb" I AM CRYING I JUST
Oh my god, I know. I am so, so done with my acting professor. He’s just so pretentious! And like, I can handle appropriate amounts of pretention, but like, he’s just too much. I did my first and last actual scene for that class yesterday. That’s it. That’s the only scene we did for the whole class. The rest of the semester was about teaching us verbs. I kid you not.
Luckily my last acting class with him is tomorrow. Huzzah, hurrah!
let’s hear it for captain america
#sebstan’s acting choices keep me awake at night #he made bucky so fond of steve but so bitter of the world did to him #it’s almost as if bucky believes the world corrupted steve #it took away his vulnerability #made him into the hero he shouldnt be #it’s almost selfish of bucky #fuck me im done (via punkrickgrimes)
"You turned my gentle friend into a weapon and I am less than thrilled about it"
things i wish i could say irl:
- ???????? ???? ? ???
- u ok (this is not the same as “you okay?”)
- that one cover of “What Makes You Beautiful” done entirely in laughs
21: Talk about a time you had to turn someone down. Well there was this one time at a middle school dance where I had to tell this guy I didn’t want to dance with him (not because I didn’t want to dance with him, but because back in middle school, that kind of proposition pretty much automatically came with a proposition to be someone’s significant other) And it was super weird because all his friends kept coming up to me and telling me he wanted to dance with me (not-so strangely enough, because it was middle school, he never actually talked to me about it) so I had to go outside where he was sitting and say “Thanks but no thanks, I’m really not looking to date anyone right now.”
Than this other time my junior year of high school, I felt bad for this guy and didn’t know how to let him down so I said yes when he asked me out. We went to the movies and it was super awkward, then afterward as we were leaving the theater, I just said “See ya in French class” and left. To this day, we still haven’t spoken about it.
Clearly, I have an excellent history with dating and romantic interactions.
I actually can totally understand that. Butterflies are really pretty from a distance, but if one ever landed on my face and I saw it close up, I would violently shake it off.
And moths are just creepy in general. Like, dude, enough with the light bulb. We get it. You like light. Stop being creepy about it.
3: Talk about the person you’ve had the most intense romantic feelings for: Do fictional people count? No? Ummm, okay, he was a bit of an asshole (because of course he was). Smart. Funny. Okay, moving on.
6: Talk about the worst birthday you’ve had: Maybe my 14th? I remember being pretty disappointed with that one. The big thing I did that day was get a sandwich from Subway, I think.
9: Talk about little things on your body that you like the most: Oh jeez. Umm. I like my hair. As much as I complain about it and how difficult it is, I actually am rather fond of my wild mane of freedom (a term created by the girl who sat behind me in French class all through high school. Thanks, Morgan.) I’ve been told I have very expressive eyebrows so I guess that’s good? I like my freckles, except in the summer when they just become way too noticeable. I like my eyes. Mascara compliments them pretty well, I think.
12: Talk about the worst dream you’ve ever had: It was a terrifying dream about finding a person who is very close to me bleeding out in our hallway and having to drive her to the hospital, but it was really foggy and the fog kind of felt like liquid so I couldn’t get there in time. Definitely not something I like remembering.
15: Talk about the time you were most content in life: Damn, that’s actually really hard. Maybe Spring Break of my sophomore year of high school? Maybe driving down to Big Sur with two of my best friends this past summer to go camping? Maybe my 19th birthday a couple weeks ago? Something like that.