The CW is so trashy and dumb, but everyone is SO pretty. So I watch it anyways.
I finally joined the Adele train.
Why am I awake at 4:30 am?
Get out of my head. Also, I’m deeply in love with the script for You Can Count On Me.
“Love is an accident waiting to happen. Desire is a stranger you think you know. Intimacy is a lie we tell ourselves. Truth is a game we play to win. If you believe in love at first sight, you never stop looking.” My obsession with Closer is a little unheard of.
“Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it. Begin it now.”
In other news...
My first day of school was quite wonderful. I mean, considering I go to a school full of judgement and competition, I felt like it was a nice day. Still need to get everything in perspective and stop imagining the preferred scenario. Also, why have I never watched Archer until now? Good question.
Mean what you say and say what you mean, brother.
Well, I mean, fuck it. Time for some things to change.
This was my first performance assignment of the...
“Hello, beautiful. You must be Harvey’s squeeze. And you are beautiful. You look nervous - it’s the scars, isn’t it? Wanna know how I got them? I had a wife, beautiful like you. Who tells me I worry too much. Who says I need to smile more. Who gambles. And gets in deep with the sharks. One day they carve her face, and we’ve got no money for surgeries. She can’t...
Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always...– Goethe
Apartment in New York
anna-fields-forever: expectations-vs-reality: Expectations: Reality: Submitted by possessionisbliss …yeah, pretty much. I mean the second one looks fun.
Woke up, took a shower, got dressed, had some spare time and decided to check my email. Oh, that’s weird, my professor emailed us yesterday to les us know she is stuck in Chicago so our first class is cancelled. Now I don’t have class until 2 this afternoon. BACK TO SLEEP. Broke, hungry, and tired. And I mean like super broke. Like a lot. But Easy A is on Starz, so I’m determined...
I think acting school has turned me into a bad writer.
I may as well skip trying to decide on a title since it’s already after 12 and I have my first day of classes tomorrow; though let’s be honest, I’m probably not going to sleep much tonight regardless. I’ve been wanting to sit down and write something out - you know, since this is a blog and that’s usually why they’re here - for a while now. And it seems that...
Problems I have: Putting more weight into things that don’t need it. Now time to clean my room after the very uneventful Hurricane Irene, and get ready for my first day back at school.
Can’t help but to feel like I definitely did something wrong.
hiddlebender asked: can we hangout tomorrow? :( I MISS YOU SO MUCH. WE NEED A BREANNE PAUL DAY.
hiddlebender asked: YOU ARE BLOGGING GAY THINGS AND I'M SO PROUD
I feel real stupid.
But, I mean, that’s okay.
um... so the hunger games trailer...
anna-fields-forever: as it was loading: when it was over: FUCKING COCKBLOCK
I want to play Spider-Man. It’s a good thing I love Andrew Garfield, or else I would be out killing.