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July 2011

So, last night I was editing my resume and realized that I said some of my duties at a bakery I worked at in high school were “cleaning and greeting customers.” Oy. Above and beyond the call of duty, that’s me…

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My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun Alan Rickman

tiny-sized:

Alan Rickman reads Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks; 
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
   And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
   As any she belied with false compare. 

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that awkward moment when school gets more expensive every year and school gives you less financial aid every year and your family’s income stays the same every year

amirite? I mean arguably I’m even more awesome and braintastic and want even more to go to LC as opposed to some other school than when I was a freshman-to-be. so. uh.

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the other night i dreamed that they cancelled LC. Just “Okay, this isn’t going to be a college anymore, go away everyone.” I was in Tryon with a bunch of other folk and we were gnashing our teeth trying to figure out what to do with our lives. Waking up was so good.

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i found this on another post about some tv show i didn’t know but look who it is

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“As Harry Potter was the only other thing I was passionate about, the doctors gave consent for me to leave the hospital and collect the fifth Harry Potter book, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, from the local book shop. I was so ecstatic to have the book and excited to begin reading it, but there was never any hint of your imminent arrival and the way you would change my life so drastically. Luna, you instantly captivated me. I didn’t know why but there was something about you with your upside-down magazine, straggly blonde hair, and the honest, abashed way you stared at people without blinking that fascinated and perplexed me at once. You laughed hysterically at one of Ron’s quips and didn’t stop to excuse yourself and feel ashamed when it became clear that everyone found you strange. Throughout the book, I found myself waiting for your brief appearances and wanting to know more about you and why you were the way you were. You baffled me, not because you were odd (though indeed you were), but because you were… perfect. But it was a different kind of perfect to the perfectly thin, smiling magazine girls I simultaneously idolised and reviled. It was the way you carried your oddness like it was the most natural thing in the world. You didn’t market your oddness as your defining feature the way some insecure teenagers do, in guise of confidence and security. And nor were you oblivious to the awkward and uncomfortable feelings your oddness provoked in others. When, unable to comprehend how you wore your oddness so honestly and unashamedly, your peers reverted to mockery and bullying, you recognised this as a reflection of their own deep-seated insecurity and calmly let them carry on, quite above your head. You weren’t trying hard to present a certain aspect of yourself that would boldly identify you in the world. And that’s when it occurred to me how bizarre and positively ridiculous it was to apply the word “weird” to describe you, when you represented the most natural and unpretentious state possible to be; you were yourself.” —Evanna Lynch, in part of her Dear Mr. Potter letter, where she describes first reading about Luna while in a recovery programme for anorexia.  (via swishandflicker)
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“It is perfectly okay to write garbage—as long as you edit brilliantly.” —

C. J. Cherryh (via writingadvice)

De troof

(via yeahwriters)

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twisting the bible against same-sex marriage → religion.blogs.cnn.com

this is a well-written alternative to the whole “well eyeglasses and pacemakers are unnatural too” thing, recommended. 

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