So I finally got myself back into music this semester. Here’s the proof. Hope you like classical.

edwardspoonhands:

justgivemenovember:

addicted-to-abortions:

i enjoyed this post

this is so cool

I am going to be showing my true stripes here. John is the History buff…I actually learned things from this facebook feed. GOOD LORD! 

Germany is in a complicated relationship with Japan [FAVORITE!]

This is hilarious, brilliant, and accurate!

Tonight I don’t want to do any work, I really don’t. But the reality is that I have a mountain of things to get done, so I might as well listen to some good music to help pass the time in a less painful way. Tonight, I decided to grab my old iPod, which was filled to capacity with music a couple years ago, so it is essentially an outdated music collection. Nevertheless, tonight I wanted to listen to this music, and I came across the recordings from my 3 consecutive summers (05-07) at the Summer Vocal Institute at PC. Of course, I had to start listening to them.

Over these 3 week long programs, I had the opportunity to learn music in Latin, Italian, Russian, French, and an African language I can’t quite recall the name of. Besides singing these 5 languages, I cannot forget about Hebrew, German, and another African language. This brings the total to 8 languages (9 if you include English), and I hope to hit 10 someday. Most of these songs have been classical, which is honestly my favorite genre of music when it comes to singing.

Italian remains my favorite to sing, but I really enjoyed the challenges of the other languages. Alas, back to homework, the real world beckons.

It really blows my mind what happened 10 years ago today. The most incredible thing is how different that day was for each of us, yet the sadness we feel as Americans couldn’t be more united. Every person in my suite this year has an entirely different story to tell, leaving each of us with a deeply rooted respect for the events that took place.

For me, the story is simple. I didn’t know what had happened until I got home that day to see my mom standing in the middle of the family room staring at the TV. I didn’t have any idea what was going on, because I was in elementary school at the time, and none of the teachers told us the events of the day. My dad was on a flight out of Logan that morning, and his plane was grounded in PA once the order was given by the FAA. It took him days to get home to Mass, but I sure was glad when he arrived. To know that his plane could have been chosen that day is overwhelmingly scary. I feel incredibly lucky that he was on the right flight that day, unlike so many others.

Although I did not fully grasp the magnitude of the day in terms of what it would mean for our country, I felt deeply and with my entire being, enormous grief, confusion, sadness, anger, and horror that day. As I have gotten older, I now appreciate even more the lives that were lost and the sacrifices of many Americans that day. I will never, ever, forget 9/11/01.

darrencrissglee:

Chicago Darren Criss Teenage Dream Northalsted Market Days

This is exactly why I love him. End of story.

edwardspoonhands:

cleverestwitch2188:

fatbrat:

chubbiest-little-finch:

thelancer:

dreamsaremyvoice:

imnotthegirlyouusedtoknow:

yourmotherfuckeer:

whore . lovely . funny .

 whore but lovely. LOLOLOLOLOL

broken, beautiful, and funny.

LMFAOLMFAOLMFAOLMFAOLMFAO BEAUTIFUL, BROKEN & WHORE. I CALL BS HAHAHA…

REBEL CLUTZ AND KEWL

Fat Hip Fool (#ACCURATE)

Fat Epic Lovely

Funny, beautiful Whore. #fail

Beautiful, funny, broken

The three parts of a human being.

I’ve recently found my copy of Joss Stone’s “Mind, Body, and Soul” album released back in 2004. I’d forgotten how much I adored this record. I find that describes every aspect of a relationship, from too much loving to not enough, from beginnings to endings, from the past to the future, from regrets to hope. Everything.

When I listen to this album, start to finish, it’s like a journey on a roller-coaster, through a relationship, from its start to its finish. Which, in a way, makes me want to reorder the album track listing, so create the true story of a relationship. Below is said interpretation. Regardless of whether you agree or disagree, I’d love to know. Enjoy the music.

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Of course, there are many stories to tell when it comes to relationships, though they mostly start the same, the two parties notice each other (Don’t know how) and flirtation commences (Don’t cha wanna ride). At this point, friends and family vow for approval, or sometimes disapproval, causing early trouble (Young at heart).

Butterflies are the most wonderful part of a relationship (Jet lag) and come before any troubles. Often at the early stages of a relationship, the cravings a crush brings can often cause the other party to pull away (Less is more). Good news, this generally works itself out just fine. Yet this is when both parties begin to comprehend just how much they mean to each other (Understand).

Within a relationship, each must understand the needs of others so each can understand why the relationship should continue (Snakes and ladders) and respect the other person at all times (Right to be wrong).

Other problems within relationships is the gaining of trust and the realization that the other person can protect you from some of the evils of the world (Security).

Many relationships end, however. For some, its the longing for something new, as they feel they have reached a pointless dead end and must carry on with something new (Torn and tattered).

Whether the break up is filled with regret (Spoiled) or is much needed (You had me), most realize they are better off starting anew without something that didn’t feel right (Killing time).

Whether getting into or out of a relationship, we all seek the peace that will make things ok (Sleep like a child).

Just remember that everything has a funny way of working itself out in the end.

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