January 2011
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Anagram of the Day
thedankestmofo:
TO BE OR NOT TO BE: THAT IS THE QUESTION; WHETHER ‘TIS NOBLER IN THE MIND TO SUFFER THE SLINGS AND ARROWS OF OUTRAGEOUS FORTUNE rearranges to:
IN ONE OF THE BARD’S BEST-THOUGHT-OF TRAGEDIES, OUR INSISTENT HERO, HAMLET, QUERIES ON TWO FRONTS ABOUT HOW LIFE TURNS ROTTEN.
This is delicious.
“Nerds are allowed to LOVE stuff. Like...”
– John Green (via thesequoteshave)
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Tradition; Strength
My father was born in Mexico, in a traditional Mexican family, with strict Mexican values. Working on the farm is more important that going to school. You will never be anything greater than a farm-boy; start getting your practice in now. Don’t talk back. Respect your elders. You’re never right. But most importantly, share your emotions and no one will care; everyone will laugh.
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I always smile when I hear “Seasons Of Love” from Rent. It happens so effortlessly. I immediately flash back to my kindergarten graduation. My teacher made all of us memorize the words, split into two groups, turn and face each other, and sing it with our right hand up in front of us and sing it to each other, in front of the audience.
That was probably one of the first songs any of...
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So, my voice is totally gone. Not fun, at all. Even worse, I can’t even sing.
So I’ve been watching Glee all day (I bought myself the whole first season for my birthday. Sad, I know.) and drinking a lot of tea.
It’s not working.
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The deadline for this internship is tomorrow and I’m being severely distracted by Tumblr.
Please Tumblr, have mercy.
Tumblr: You got it, dude.
If only.
I guess I also just feel like a bird that’s being held too tightly.
I know I’m not ready to fly alone.
But if you hold onto me too tightly, you’ll crush me.
Honestly, I just want to spend my days singing with others. It’s funny because I don’t think anyone knows that I sing, or even can.
I need some serious artistic out-letting.
First Day Back.
I always have this misguided excitement when I go back to school from break. I always think, “It’s going to be great. This time I/it’ll be better.”
Only to be severely disappointed.
I’m pretty sure it has something to do with the fact that I’m in a crappy internship that doesn’t make me happy and it makes me commute on Mondays more than I have to.
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