Inspired (heavily) by Pentatonix’s version. Some parts are rather screwed up, but i’m happy that the treblemakers are doing decently in our prep for nationals.
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When I played the game, I took the blue pill just to see what happened.
(Source: getinvolvedyoulivehere)
“You never knew the last time you were seeing someone. You didn’t know when the last argument happened, or the last time you had sex, or the last time you looked into their eyes and thanked God they were in your life. After they were gone? That was all you thought about. Day and night.”
— J.R. Ward, Lover Mine (via acynicalcunt)
need to prepare for zombie outbreak. remember to remind friends.
(Source: khaaleidoscope, via karenfelloutofbedagain)
Compared to Jupiter’s moon Europa, our planet is practically a desert, as this NASA image shows.
(Details at APOD: 2012 May 24 - All the Water on Europa)
Wow. I’ve seen the Earth droplet many times, but never next to Europa. Perspective, you haz it.
“If I’m remembering my soc theory correctly, Garfinkel theorized that norms allowed people, despite the fact that everyone perceives and interprets the world differently, to believe that that we have a shared understanding of a situation. To break these norms, then, shatters the shared illusion. The participant often interprets this as a hostile gesture (you are refusing to be part of the group) and reacts accordingly. Other times, the gesture can be in other ways (the person is just trying a little too hard to be nice, for instance, with the door holding) and reacts accordingly. Often, the norms broken can be very small, but the results, and the way people react, are completely out of proportion, if you think about it.”
— Comment by Lunad: Norm Breaching: Social Responses to Mild Deviance » Sociological Images (via theoppositeofstupid)
(via sociolab)
once more, with feeling
i’m fucking proud of the treblemakers. we’re no longer what you would call fledgling, and our participation in champs this year is forcing us to grow in ways that i’ve never imagined when we first began. i’m looking forward to freshies coming in next year. i’m looking forward to performing at the esplanade next week. i’m anticipating that palpable thrill we will feel, mere minutes before going up on stage.
This is probably going to be an unintelligible mess, but perhaps in my delirium some measure of catharsis would have been achieved.
I miss being in a relationship. The kind that actually works on more than a physical level. With someone that I’ll actually feel enough for to tell my best friends about. There’s something about loving, and being invested in the well being of another person, and trusting that she reciprocates those feelings as well. Getting someone into bed now is relatively simple, what’s difficult is discerning whether this person is someone you’ll want to wake up and see first thing in the morning, again and again. Oh god. you hypocrite. you wake up, smile and say “hey, you”. you kiss her on the forehead and tease her about her ruffled hair. I’ve always been cynical about quickened heartbeats, pomp and fireworks. Haven’t the most enthralling of people i’ve met ended up disappointing to some great degree? And haven’t the most enriching of my relationships been with people who, because of their personalities, inadvertently gave too much, so much so that I, in my eternal idiocy, (probably subconsciously. i wouldn’t put it past Id.) deemed it no longer a challenge and going on for “better”. I want to go back to mundane. It’s crazy how an act as innocent as hand holding (not clasping - that’s bullshit - it has to be intertwined fingers, and then only a certain way because it feels ..right) has become so significant for me. It has surprisingly been the one thing i’ve been holding on deeply to. incredibly stupid. considering the shit i’ve done. I miss that notion of setting aside a drawer so that she can put her stuff in there just in case she wants to sleep over. I miss being a cunning linguist. I miss walking together at night. I even miss the fights.
This sem hasn’t been the best one. But i’ve made the most wonderful friends, and have been trying desperately to learn what Sethe couldn’t grasp towards the end of Beloved - that “you your best thing”.
