We watched “Things Behind the Sun” today in my film class.

I feel physically sick.

The movie was incredibly moving, but oh my God. I feel so ill and so weak. I was trembling for a good 15 minutes after the ending and I still feel sick to my stomach thirty minutes after class.

To make matters worse, I started ~crying in class during the film. Thank God the lights were out, otherwise it would have been humiliating.

A film like that would affect me anyway; but add PMS and my classic anxious reaction to stress, and I thought I was going to vomit when I walked out.

I haven’t been able to eat all day. All I’ve had since this morning is a bubble tea. I can’t eat when I’m anxious and when I don’t eat, that makes me more anxious and then it’s just a constant spiral. I just want to curl up in bed and sleep for the rest of the day. I have no energy right now, there’s a funny taste in my mouth and my left eye is almost entirely bloodshot.

UGH. Four more days of this hell.

Tomorrow I’m going to begin actually ~making the pieces in my portfolio.

I’m going to the print shop tomorrow morning and getting the majority of my projects mocked up.

FINALLY. I felt like I would never get to this stage after two and a half months of rearranging, redesigning, pulling my hair out, and laying awake at night while different design ideas swirled around in my brain.

Now I can’t sleep because I want to be DONE with this.

I’m still scared about what’s going to happen on June 11th when P/F results are announced. For a week I’m going to be a nervous wreck, praying that I’ll pass, because to be honest, if I don’t pass, I don’t know what’s going to happen. It will mean three years of the hardest work I’ve ever done in my life will have gone straight down the drain.

I’m trying to be positive and say that I have a chance with this thing, but I really have no idea. And it scares me. Since Monday night, I’ve had the worst consistent stomachache that only goes away when I’m sleeping.

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Bangarang – Skrillex

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pepitamariarosados:

Gene Kelly and Bob Hope at a charity softball game in 1949

Me: I'll never read fan fiction.
Me: I'll never write fan fiction.
Me: I'll never draw fan art.
Jugenea: Hello.

makkly44:

A Guide for the Married Man 1967 - starring Walter Matthau, directed by Gene Kelly.

Matthau remarked, “I always enjoy working with Gene Kelly because he is charming, intelligent, and has an inordinate amount of patience.”

Reblogging for the loveliest of lovely quotes. <3

mswyrr:

#dear tumblr user #would you like your worst nightmare to come true #would you like your grandma to be able to see your pornographic fanart #would you like employers to be made aware of your hobbit smut #would you like to possibly discover your grandma has a tumblr and see her pornographic fanart #all these possibilities lie before you now #CONNECT WITH FACEBOOK TODAY :DDD

THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.

Me: Did I seriously just break out?
Me: Why do I feel so disgusting?
Me: God food, why do I hate you so much??
Me: God food, why do I love you so much??
Me: I hate myself.
Me: Why do my boobs hurt so badly?
PMS: Hello.

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2815 A.D. – Thomas Newman

Please tell me I’m not the only one who hears a marked resemblance between the endings of “Put on Your Sunday Clothes” and “Atchison, Topeka, and the Santa Fe”?

I mean, hollering “All aboard, all aboard, all aboard, all aboard”? And that final chorus note as the train pulls away? Eerily alike.

Even when I watched Hello, Dolly, the settings and choreography seemed remarkably similar. THEY BOTH TAKE PLACE ON TRAINS, FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE.

Seriously tho.

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Put On Your Sunday Clothes - Hello, Dolly!

Thank you Wall-E, for introducing me to the wonder that is this song.

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amigurumipatterns:

inspired by the Amigurumi pattern for crab and whale by designer Airali Handmade.

Whales in all colours of the rainbow!