That was the summer my best friend called me a faggot on the telephone, hung...– Tony Hoagland, “One Season”
After an hour footnoting everything in sight for...
my eyes are about to fall out of my head. Moving on. Anyone want to analyze the significance of the King Player in Hamlet for me?
Writing my AP GoPo paper on the Arizona GOP...
and after six mind-numbing pages on the Republican electorate and the stances of the candidates on major issues, it is really hard to resist the urge to say that Romney will win the primary because surely Arizonans can’t be stupid enough to vote for Cain. Somehow, I don’t think Holman will consider this a valid reason.
I am kind of torn
between wanting to buy a copy of Haruki Murakami’s latest and knowing that I will either a) get so absorbed in it that I don’t do any work or b) put it aside and then end up reading it ages late and not buying it at all so I can wait for a time when I can read it and digest it and enjoy myself. First world problems—I have them.
Holy shit, Arsenal.
Completely worth it to wake up early for that one.
State champs 2011.
Holy fucking shit.
State finals tomorrow.
Own the moment. Let’s du it.
Surefire way to tell that I am in way over my head...
my half-hour break from math to finish Act V of Hamlet was actually a relief.
As per Facebook, 80 people are already attending...
My permanent internal state of emotion until the opening whistle on Thursday:
hey remember how I said that we might actually...
…there’s no “might” about it anymore. WE WON OUR SEMIFINAL GAME TONIGHT WE’RE IN THE MOTHERFUCKING STATE FINALS HOLY FUCKING SHIT OH LET’S DU IT.
saythatyoullstay replied to your post: every Sunday night after watching Downton Abbey girl why you telling me to watch this if all i’m gonna do is drown in my own tears? because half the time it feels like this but when good stuff happens it feels like this and it totally makes up for the bad parts. Oh, and also the costumes and sets are incredible, and the actors are all really...
every Sunday night after watching Downton Abbey
this is my expression without fail I just need someone to be happy please please
what I want to be doing: basking in the glow of yesterday’s glorious victory watching the new episode of Downton Abbey eating magical cookies that will not make me gain an ounce reading what I am doing writing my AP GoPo paper eating cookies that will make me gain a whole lot more than an ounce writing (and re-writing and writing and re-writing) my Common App essay
WE'RE GOING TO THE STATE SEMIFINALS
WE WON 3-0 AND I SCORED THE FIRST GOAL WHAT THE FUCK WE COULD ACTUALLY WIN THIS
State quarterfinals tomorrow
and I am about to puke with nerves. I BELIEVE THAT WE WILL WIN
that awkward moment when you borrow a full-body...
…but decide last-minute to dress normally and therefore RUIN TEH SCHOOL SPIRIT FOREVER OH GOD. I feel sick and my contact tore today during school, so my left eye is killing me. Frankly, I just want to be comfortable tomorrow because I know I’m going to be miserable. (Plus…conserving my energy for state quarterfinals on Saturday.)
Baseball time with my dad.
thebrooksholton: csjennings: I hate the Cardinals so, so, so much. If you think they’re bad in the playoffs, try dealing with them in your division. It seems like their bitching gets worse/more annoying every year. First thing I heard when I turned on the TV was Joe Buck lauding the brilliance of LaRussa. Almost turned it right back off. Yeah, I despise the Tigers being in the Twins’...
Baseball time with my dad.
I hate the Cardinals so, so, so much.
If I am ever on Downton Abbey they had better damn... →
I am so proud of my team.
District champs after beating 4-1 the team that has beaten us twice this year; coming back strong after conceding the first goal; finally playing our best hockey and working together. If we play like this for three more games, we’re going to win state. (I played nearly the entire game and made all-tournament team, but honestly—forget that, forget my earlier anxieties; I am thrilled...
all the umbrellas in London couldn’t stop this rain
I started tonight for the first time in forever, and played nearly the whole game at right midfield. (What? What? I still can’t fathom this.) It does seem to be working—I’ve been playing well. Hopefully, hopefully, hopefully this means I am back in the starting lineup and getting significant playing time.
God is a place where some holy spectacle lies when we break we wait for our...– Jeff Mangum, “Two-Headed Boy, Pt. 2”
whistlers: Down to the River to Pray - Alison...
I've just come to expect the waterworks every...
I have never shipped anything as hard in my life as I am shipping Matthew/Mary right now Vera needs to go away now I thought I didn’t care that much about Daisy and William but I still cried when William died, so I guess I was wrong I’m trying to hate Carlyle for the sake of Matthew/Mary, but he’s also kind of awesome so it’s not working out very well. No qualms about ...
homework done. executive decision made to cease...
Oh yes. It’s Downton time.
The problem with defending the purity of the English language is that English is...– James D. Nicoll
watching Grey’s Anatomy on my couch and eating the Godiva chocolates from senior night (seriously, though, could I be any more of a white-girl-problems caricature)
oh good god it's early
get a win, Liverpool for the sake of my sleep deprivation get a win
it's that day of the week when R. Kelly becomes...
It’s the freaking weekend, baby I’m about to have me some fun forrealz, though: LFC-Man United tomorrow at 7:45 A.M. AUGH. drowning in homework college apps? what college apps? piano lesson tomorrow none of my friends can hang out my mom is pissed at me because after school I went to practice and then drove some of the underclassmen to the JV game on the other side of town,...