I’m back on Tumblr for the sole reason of reblogging this gif. This scene can make me cry like a little fucking baby elephant, ok?
I sing this song to Lou almost every night. I sang it to her when she was in the womb too. “Lay your head close to my heart, never to part, baby of mine…”
My mom use to have to come in and watch this part with me because no matter how old I got I would bawl at this part. I always thought, “What if my mom went to jail and I never saw her again?”
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Source: delightfuldisney
Let the midterms…BEGIN!!!
ENG 409 Lyrical Essay
Email second essay with writer’s comments- Conferences all week (NO FORMAL CLASS!)
- Conference Wednesday, 9 am
ENG 425 Film Studies
- MIDTERM FRIDAY
- ~500 word essay due Friday
TCOM 384 Media Law
read to p. 185- Exam 2 Friday
ENG 310 Screenwriting
- NOTHING!!!
ENG 405 Creative Writing in the Community
- Tutoring Tuesday and Thursday
Write up story for review- Write report
- Write critiques
Sweet Baby Jesus…I think I can actually survive this!
©Adam Robinson
/facepalm
So are we adopting the aborted fetuses Jesus healed?
Let me tell you a little secret: When you tell people you plan to adopt children, they give you nasty responses. They tell you they won’t “really” be your children because they aren’t biologically yours. They ask you why you don’t want to have your own children. Everyone cries that those aborted fetuses could have been adopted into loving homes, but no one wants to stop being an asshole and actually accept adopt as anything more than a last-ditch effort to be a parent.
(via historicalslut)
Source: adamrobinson3
#FemalesOutHereShapedLike is trending in Indy.
It’s been trending for a while.
I don’t understand what this means.
And the tweets about it don’t help.
Someone said #FemalesOutHereShapedLike a bag of nickels.
THE FUCK DOES THAT EVEN MEAN!?
Here’s how homework went tonight:
9:00 pm - Hm, I think I’ll work on my Film Studies essay before bed.
9:30 pm - Ok, all set up. I’ll just pop the dvd in and take some notes before I go to sleep.
10:00 pm - Well, that was very productive! An entire page of notes!
10:15 pm - *Le phone call from Mom*
11:15 pm - *Hang up le phone call from Mom* Well after that little homework break I suppose I could start writing the intro to this essay.
2:40 am - Hey look, I’m finished! MOTHER OF GOD, IT IS ALMOST THREE IN THE FUCKING MORNING. I JUST SPENT ALMOST SIX HOURS WRITING AN ESSAY. WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE!?
Blurpy.
Took a homework break on facebook. Discovered that, as usual, a shit ton of facebook friends changed their profile picture. One of the pictures had faces I did not recognize. Turns out it’s a kid I went to high school with who’s a younger than me. He either got taller or simply slimmed out and he is now sort of muscular. But that’s neither here nor there.
You know how when someone changes their name on facebook, facebook lets people know who they use to be so they don’t think they’ve acquired random friends by putting their old name in parenthesis next to their new name? Next to Brian’s name in parenthesis is one word: Blurpy.
Blurpy.
I use to have a facebook friend named Blurpy.
Motherfuckin Blurpy.
This is one of the cutest things ever my god.
AND IM BACK WHY AREN’T YOU ALL SAYING HELLO DAMMIT
Source: toptumbles
Just realized today is Presidents Day.
Some schools are closed today.
That means the kid I tutor might not show up today.
Thanks a lot for letting me know Kiddo! Don’t worry, it’s not like I asked you before you randomly left early last Monday for basketball practice if you would be able to make this week’s session. It is TOTALLY fine.
