“Maybe my Kindergarten teacher was right. Maybe I am too controlling.”- Veronica, Better off Ted
“I”m drinking milk because I just threw up a little in my mouth”- Marisa
“Look what dad got me, Big Black Dick”- Matt
“I finally got the presents I wanted this year, does that mean I’m going to die?- Mom
Let’s get this holiday over with already.
Is it St.Patrick’s Day yet?
I’m reaching new vocal territory.
My support is getting strong enough so that my high notes are turning into actually notes now.
It’s funny to see the verrrry slow progression: sophomore year I struggled with a G, Junior year was A, Senior year B flat, now I’m into Bnatural C zone. (and dare I say C#)
I’m literally climbing step by step, but at least I’m moving forward which I like a lot.
I don’t normally get into techinal detail with my voice but this is something I’m very proud of not because of how high I’m singing but because I’ve heard so many coaches and teachers tell me I’m a mezzo.
I’ve known I was a Soprano since I sang my first goddam Caro mio Ben.
I wonder what they told Callas? (hah)
too many things on there get me super bummed out.
Shitty people with lots of success, great great people with lots of failures, slutty girls, slutty guys, religious statuses, political views, ugly babies, everyone getting married, passive aggressive comments, rude comments, ex girlfriends, ex boyfriends, ex friends, ex people
I like tumblr, it’s quiet here.