This happy, random "bloggella" is mainly made up of
✓ ridiculous tumblr humor ✓ nearly all animated movies ✓ Avatar: The Last Airbender ✓ How I Met Your Mother ✓ Doctor Who ✓ Marvel ✓ other movies ✓ feels ✓ photography ✓ nature ✓ food ✓ pretty things ✓ and the occassional rant.
Long story short, I'm a 18 year old girl from Virginia in college who refuses to ever grow up. A fangirl, procrastinator, hopeless romantic, indecisive perfectionist, political conservative and striving Jesus follower. I love God, people, and awesome stuff. Tumblr is my happy place, and if you have this URL, you know a lot about me. Send an ask if you'd like to know anything else or just want to talk to someone. Have a great day ^_^!
Friends season 2 ✓ Monk season 1
I felt this needed to exist.
The Final Page commentary
Craig Thomas: Future you could not have been clearer in the pilot. People still ask us! People still say ‘is Robin the mother?’
Like, what a bunch of dicks we’d be, if we completely subverted… that was in the pilot, that was one of the last lines in the pilot.
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, CRAIG? ARE YOU?
I AM DONE. I AM SO EFFING DONE. I WILL NEVER BE OVER IT.
I WILL LITERALLY ALWAYS REBLOG THIS
To my dearest cuzzie bubbie, Rachel<3
My favorite cousin and one of my best friends in the world.
We’ve been friends literally since you were born, my dear.
That’s a long time!
Seventeen whole years on this very day, in fact!
You’re so old ;)!! (Shh, I’m so not an adult.)
I hope you know that you’re one of my favorite people in the universe.
I love how weird we are together. Like just look at this.
I love how we can always be weird together and not even care.
I love YOU.
You’re wonderful. So freaking wonderful.
You’re beautiful whether you accept it or not, and smart, and fun, and trustworthy, and good at giving advice, and caring, and true, and sweet, and enduring, and admirable, and amazing.
I know that you say I make you happy, but you know what? You make me happy.
You make me laugh and smile. We always laugh and smile together.
And laughter is the best medicine. (YES IT IS A SCRIPTURE VERSE or at least based on one and not a dirty hippie quote you dork hahahhaa<3)
Thanks for getting me to watch tv shows; you’re welcome for the introduction to Tumblr. ;) Thanks for being my FaceTime companion, my confidante (I tell you stuff I tell no one else too, dear), and my one-of-a-kind bubbie.
You’ve been through so much crap, a crap ton more than a lot of people your age have had to deal with, and I’m so freaking proud of you. You’ve come so far, and you can do this. I’m tearing up (yes, crying like always) thinking about how you’re figuring out God’s plan for you through all of this, His purpose, His good He can bring through the bad in your life. It’s really touching, your goals and your objectives and how you want to help people. I’m so excited to see what you do, and so proud to have you as my bubbie.
I hope you have an absolutely fantastic day, because that’s what you deserve. Thanks for being my sister from another mister and mother, my sister but not by blood or at least not fully, my pea in a pod. We have so much in common and I love you to death.
I hope someday after we marry awesome people and have awesome kids we get to live in our future houses with all those cool things in them, connected by ziplines and tunnels and whatnot and having the time of our lives. I’m looking forward to it for sure, haha. If money limits us on earth, I’m pretty sure God’ll let us have one in heaven. ^_^
I really really hope I can see you today or sometime soon, because I want to give you the biggest birthday hug ever (hopefully without a black eye, but no promises (; ). HAPPY FREAKING SEVENTEENTH BIRTHDAY<3!!
I LOVE YOU MOST.
[P.S. I never even realized how many photos of us I had on my computer. This is great.]
«Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting,
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear.
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say… it’s all right.»
1/6 life ruiners: Kristoff Bjorgman
Like it? I love it! I could kiss you! I could. I mean I’d like to. I… may I? We me? I mean, may we? Wait, what?
Why does a 3d animated character make my heart hurt?
How to wear a knife strapped to your thigh with a garter like a fucking lady while managing not to slice yourself open because you were fool enough to carry an unsheathed weapon next to a squishy part of your body that moves when you walk.
- Get a garter from somewhere; this one is a sock garter from Sock Dreams, which means it’s made to stay the fuck up there.
- Get a fucking sheath for those sharp, pointy things and put them in the sheath. There’ll be a velcro loop at the top so that they won’t slide out if you hold the sheath upside down.
- Put the garter through the loop at the top meant for whatever you’re using to attach it to yourself. Attach it to yourself, adjusting for ease of grabbing. You don’t want to put it on your inner thigh because that is awkward as hell to get out. The only way you’d be able to get it out in a timely manner is if you attached the sheath upside down, at which point you’d need two garters to keep the sheath from tilting inward toward your other thigh.
- Oh no, now the sheath is hanging loosely and is going to make a weird pattern against your clothing. Tuck that shit into your stockings if you’re wearing them, or use another garter if you’re not.
- Pull your pencil skirt back down over the knife sheath. Adjust accordingly due to tightness of skirt and shape of sheath. Make sure you can get at it as quick as you want.
- People look at you really strangely if this is the knife you pull out when you want to cut your apple up.
Vital Information for your Everyday Life.
but with all due respect for personal preferences, i feel bad for ppl who don’t like Aang. I mean here’s a kid who had a destiny thrust on him at the age of TWELVE that most adults would shrink from, who ran away because he didn’t want to be separated from his parent figure (!!!! when ppl say oh Aang runs away from his problems ??? like really motherfucker lets see u be all stoic and enduring when faced with the loss of ur childhood k) only to end up separated from his entire culture and way of life. a kid who woke up from essentially a coma to find a world ravaged by war that was looking to him, just one kid, to make it all better. A boy who had to see the skeleton of his murdered mentor and face the genocide of his people, only to have to put his grief on the back burner so he could save the world. A boy who mastered all four elements in less than a year, despite dealing with trauma and loss. A boy who nearly died several times trying to be the Avatar the world needed. A boy who stood up to his friends and even his past lives when they insisted he had no choice but to kill.
Aang. Who had the power of lightning in his hands and still spared the man who would’ve crushed him like a bug. Aang who wasn’t afraid to deliver justice with the hand of compassion.
Aang who loves making jewelry and playing the flute and respects everyone and is great with animals and is a vegetarian and a great dancer.
The girl who was my elementary school girl friend just got engaged and I’m sitting here single wearing a pug shirt and hamburger underwear
Just remember, u r someone’s dream girl
I’m a boy
Tumblr has made us forget that some people are actually straight
jesus this post is one train wreck after another
My great grandpa got hit by a train once.
by my dear friend, the mentioned-in-story Maya, who hates Ten/Rose and Rose.
a most amusing unfinished parody.
WVORP WVORP WVORP
The tenth doctor, Rose Tyler behind him, opened the TARDIS doors excitedly. ”Stripey-umbra! The most random planet out there.”
Rose grinned, her fat too-red lips bulging. ”Good for romance?” she asked in her annoying accent.
"For anything and everything!" the Doctor said. "It’s ruled over by an extremely attractive woman named Maya. She designed the Randomizer - the device that powers the small planet."
As he spoke, green clouds gathered and it begin to precipitate. Instead of rain, however, a brown liquid and a few cuboidal objects were falling from the sky.
"Chocolate syrup and… the occasional tissue box. What a peculiar combination!" The Doctor was delighted.
"I wish it would rain love potion or something," whined Rose.
The Doctor handed her a tissue box. ”This one has hearts on it.”
Rose accepted the gift with a sticky sweet grin. ”Thanks Doctor.”
The two made their way through a field of grass and spaghetti, over a Christmas tree bridge, and up the cork path to a magnificent palace. They reached the doors and knocked, as a sign instructed them, 7.6 times. A hand reached through the otter-door and dropped a kazoo at their feet.
"Ooh, let me!" the Doctor said. He blew on the kazoo 9 times and the doors opened.
The Doctor and Rose found themselves in a large, trapezoidal room. There were 3 windows on the ceiling, 4 stories above them. Staircases wound their way up the sides of the walls, leading to various, multicolored rooms.
A guard, carrying a laser gun, 2 daggers, and a bowling ball, approached them.
"We’d like to see Maya," said the Doctor.
"I bet she’s not blonde like me," whispered Rose.
"The Awkward Creepy Pterodactyl Ginger Stalker will see you," the guard said. "But first, you must draw an attitude card."
"An attitude card?" Rose was confused, as usual.
The guard did not offer an explanation, but proffer a deck of cards. ”Choose any card.”
The Doctor grinned widely. ”I love these!” He selected the card at the very bottom of the deck. ”Romantic! Ooh la laaa!”
Rose suddenly perked up. ”Give me one of those!” She selected a card from the middle of the deck and read it eagerly. ”Rude… what??? I don’t like this card! Can I pick a different one?”
"Sorry, miss, but porcupine."
"Porcupine," the guard repeated. "Maya will see you now. She’s in room 5retinaB. Up the twisty-camera stairs and to your not wrong." He bowed.
"Not wrong?" asked Rose, confused.
"Right. Let’s go!" The Doctor bounded up the twisty-camera stairs, posing for a couple pictures on the way. He ruffled his hair outside room 5retinaB as Rose joined him. "Don’t forget to stick to your attitude! Shouldn’t be too hard for you." He said the last sentence under his breath.