notgoodnotnicejustright asked: 14

14. Talk about a vacation.

Erm…I guess the only vacation worth mentioning (not in a good way) was my last trip to Disney World (I tell it a lot). I think I was 12 or 13. I went to my grandfather’s house in Jacksonville to visit him and his 3rd wife (or 2nd, I can’t remember), Rhonda. She was actually a very sweet lady that ran a daycare in their house, but they have since divorced and he’s moved onto Wife #4 (or 3) and I haven’t seen her since. She was also previously married and she told me that her other grandchildren would join us on our trip to Disney World. Great, whatever. I mean, I guess I didn’t have a problem with sharing nice maternal figures. So I met my quasi-cousins Destiny and Ronald, who were a few years younger than me. We got along ok. We go to Orlando, get to the park, MGM Studios to be exact, and our grandparents drop us off. I was not aware that I would be left with the two of them, “in charge”. 

I’m there to let my Disney Freak run free and meet characters and see behind-the-scenes stuff but my cousins just want to ride a bunch of fast shit. The first thing they want to do is get on the Tower of Terror and I’m like “Fuck that”. So I let them get on by themselves and I decide to roam around MGM Studios by myself. Stupid. I return shortly to the Tower of Terror and they were nowhere to be found. I walk around desperately searching for them for a while and I return to the Tower to meet their fire-burning eyes. “We’re telling our Grandma you left us!” Screw you. 

They convinced me to go on the Aerosmith ride which I did not enjoy and left feeling sick. We then went to the Animal Kingdom, looked at the Tree of Life for a bit and then went to stand in line for their Mt. Whatever ride but it was incredibly long. We then trek to the only park I cared about, the Magic Kingdom. We went to Adventureland, Tomorrowland, and Frontierland. Now I was ignorant of the fact that most of the characters would be in Fantasyland. The minute we start walking there, it begins to rain. Really, really rain. We run to the shuttle station and get on a bus to take us to a resort near Downtown Disney, not actually Downtown Disney, where we were supposed to meet our grandparents. We’re all shivering and wet and they glower at me from across the bus. We get to the resort and it stops raining. We walk through the grounds to Downtown Disney and wait for our grandparents. I expected to actually enter Downtown Disney upon their arrival but when Rhonda gets there she starts having an asthma attack. So we went home. The only characters I spotted were Tigger and Rafiki in Animal Kingdom and fucking Friar Tuck from Robin Hood walking around Magic Kingdom. Needless to say I hardly spoke to my quasi-cousins the rest of the time in Jacksonville. I hope Rhonda’s okay though.

That was really long.

Josephine Baker in Anastasia 

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Omfg "talk about" is a lot cuter than ask me

  • 1: Talk about the first time you watched your favorite movie.
  • 2: Talk about your first kiss.
  • 3: Talk about the person you've had the most intense romantic feelings for.
  • 4: Talk about the thing you regret most so far.
  • 5: Talk about the best birthday you've had.
  • 6: Talk about the worst birthday you've had.
  • 7: Talk about your biggest insecurity.
  • 8: Talk about the thing you are most proud of.
  • 9: Talk about little things on your body that you like the most.
  • 10: Talk about the biggest fight you've ever had.
  • 11: Talk about the best dream you've ever had.
  • 12: Talk about the worst dream you've ever had.
  • 13: Talk about the first time you had sex/how you imagine your first time.
  • 14: Talk about a vacation.
  • 15: Talk about the time you were most content in life.
  • 16: Talk about the best party you've ever been to.
  • 17: Talk about someone you want to be friends with.
  • 18: Talk about something that happened in elementary school.
  • 19: Talk about something that happened in middle school.
  • 20: Talk about something that happened in high school.
  • 21: Talk about a time you had to turn someone down.
  • 22: Talk about your worst fear.
  • 23: Talk about a time someone turned you down.
  • 24: Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot.
  • 25: Talk about an ex-best friend.
  • 26: Talk about things you do when you're sick.
  • 27: Talk about your favorite part of someone else's body.
  • 28: Talk about your fetishes.
  • 29: Talk about what turns you on.
  • 30: Talk about what turns you off.
  • 31: Talk about what you think death is like.
  • 32: Talk about a place you remember from your childhood.
  • 33: Talk about what you do when you are sad.
  • 34: Talk about the worst physical pain you've endured.
  • 35: Talk about things you wish you could stop doing.
  • 36: Talk about your guilty pleasures.
  • 37: Talk about someone you thought you were in love with.
  • 38: Talk about songs that remind you of certain people.
  • 39: Talk about things you wish you'd known earlier.
  • 40: Talk about the end of something in your life.

My best friend can’t come to my graduation. I don’t know which feels worse, her not being there or the panic of being done with education.

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humansofnewyork:

"One time we we had a project in class, and my friend said he didn’t want to be my partner, and I got an A+, and he just got an A."

humansofnewyork:

"One time we we had a project in class, and my friend said he didn’t want to be my partner, and I got an A+, and he just got an A."

Estelle Getty on playing an older character

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"This episode was all about how the tiniest, seemingly innocuous disturbances can throw off the orbit of a person’s life, sending him or her careening off and colliding into other people’s paths: a misplaced purse, a malfunctioning conference-call box, a love note removed from a vase of flowers. (And that’s what Mad Men is so, so good at: the inevitable yet somehow still surprising consequences of actions we don’t think matter at the time.) It seems Sally came crashing into Don’s ever-more-depressing little universe at just the right moment, offering him what might be the most unconditional love he’s ever known." —The Atlantic