What she says: “I’m fine”
What she really means: “Treasure Planet was going to have a sequel and a tv series and instead of having either it faded into the dusty annals of obscure Disney movies that no one seems to know about.”
All I’ve managed to see are SPN and dog photos.. TJLC doesn’t seem to exist for my dash..
That’s pretty good! I keep going through phases where I want to get rid of anything and everything Sherlock from my dash, to suddenly following a tonne of blogs that have potential to be good Sherlock blogs (i.e. critical of the show whilst still having an appreciation for the way it was crafted if that makes sense) then I end up unfollowing them again because of something or other that happens and I just go in circles. Same with DW and SPN. The only real constant on my dash are my friends, and art/photography blogs :’)
My dash at the moment is an awkward mishmash of TJLC and anti-TJLC warring it out. It’s rather funny yet scary at the same time. Oh well, back to scouring the photography and art tags for posts to like.
mr-cenedict-bumberbatch replied to your photoset “Some of my favourite photos I took in Italy. Mainly Venice but some…”
These are absolutely amazing! I adore the first photo!
Thank you very much, my dear :) (p.s. thanks for the reblog too!)
Some of my favourite photos I took in Italy. Mainly Venice but some Treviso there.
Please don’t steal/claim as your own I work hard on developing my photography skills.
Also I have a fondness for over-saturating/over-contrasting oops.
Stop talking to me like I don’t have 31 rejection emails in my inbox for jobs I have applied to but haven’t got. Stop insinuating that because I haven’t gone for the waitressing/cashier jobs you have suggested that I haven’t applied anywhere. Stop telling me I need to get a job when I bloody well know and already feel like enough of a failure without you reminding me every five seconds that I still haven’t managed to get a different job that doesn’t make me want to break down and cry each time I think of it.
6: You’re drunk and lost walking down the road; who is with you?
Oh gosh, never been drunk before and I don’t actually drink, but it’d probably be a few friends from school who do go out and get drunk sometimes and are always hilarious when they text me that they are.
20: What was your last thought before you went to bed last night?
"oh my god I’m so ill, my head really hurts why do I have to go into school uggggghhhhhh."
35: How many more days until your birthday?
Oh dear this’ll be fun to work out :’) Urm……. 338 days :)
56: Do you own anything from other countries?
YES :D a few masks, some glass pens, and some post cards from Italy, some glass sculpture/art pieces from France, postcard/memento souvenir card thing from Wales, necklace and the cutest fluffy cat pen-pot from Turkey, a tonne of leaflets and booklets and some pins from Canada, I’m pretty sure I have some stuff from Cyprus somewhere, I know I have something from America somewhere (I’m pretty sure it’s lego…) and some stuff from Germany but I can’t think of what off the top of my head.
68: Are you happy with where you live?
I guess as happy as I could be really. Facing the risk of rising tuition and living fees yippee, but free healthcare so *shrugs* who knows. We’ll see one day.
98: Ever meet anyone you met on Tumblr?
117: Your own question that you want me to answer. Just write it.
Hmmmmm………. What’s your favourite holiday cultural or religious or otherwise that you celebrate/observe (can include general bank holidays)
A clouded leopard named Mandalay.
She’s an older cat and appears to have a cataract in her right eye. They don’t believe her eyesight is compromised too much as the other eye is clear.
Wonderful looking cat.
halloweenhoodedfigure replied to your post “Back in jolly old England. Missing Italy already.”
HOW WAS IT?!
Sorry I didn’t reply to this earlier, I was on my phone when I received it and then forgot when I got on my laptop.
It was incredible :D Venice twice (including Murano), Vicenze and Padova, St Marco’s Basilica, the Campanile, Bridge of Sighs, gondola ride, Capella degli Scrovegni, Basilica di Palladio, and Teatro Olimpico, a day at school with them (very different to ours, I’m not kidding!) and a treasure hunt round the entire city of Treviso. It was incredible.
I am not a plant, not a single-celled organism either.
I do not reproduce by budding or splitting.
I am not frigid.
I am not broken.
I have feelings.
I have relationships and friends.
I am not sick.
I am not underdeveloped.
I am valid.
My feelings are valid.
My relationships are valid.
You do not define what I am.
I am proud to be asexual.
And I will not let you take that away from me.