update y'all
I feel like I should be dusting off cobwebs around here, it’s been so long. A year and a half, to be exact. That’s…pretty much exactly the amount of time I’ve had a tumblr (and lol, to think I didn’t expect to get much use out of it. CLEARLY, I am psychic. I should market these skills). This won’t be a long update, as I’m mostly just trying to ease back into things. But I’ve missed venting about feelings, y’know? This will probably come as a shock to you guys, but I have so many. I mean look, Tumblr’s cool and all (*coughs*), but it’s not the greatest outlet for writing, I don’t think. Anyway, I’m finishing up my last semester of university, so I’ll definitely be swinging by these parts more frequently after April. And I have plans. BIG plans (…none of which involve a haircut. I am just saying, Quinn. Er. Probably I shouldn’t direct my comments towards fictional characters. But really, who gon stop me?) Right, so. What I’m trying to say is, I think I’m back (AND BETTER THAN EVER. Except no, this is not a commercial for the new nano). I’m just. I’m going to go now. But don’t worry, this won’t be the last you’ll be seeing of me. Latah gatah.
p.s. Quinn Fabray is in love with Rachel Berry, xoxo
p.p.s I kind of really hate Glee now, but I can’t seem to quit yet because this stupid fucking cast is chock-full of sweetly adorkable people that I want to be in my life always. That being said, if Agron leaves next year, I am going with her. I love the whole cast, each and every one of them, but there’s only so much #FinchelForever!!!1! bullshit that I can handle without my favorite. Nothing about this show is enjoyable anymore, except for the awesome ladies (…And Mike Chang). Problem is, the writers are such misogynistic dickheads that my girls are constant getting shafted in favor of the boys (or, you know. Getting hit by trucks). If I wanted to raise a toast to the douchebags, I’d watch Entourage.
p.p.p.s Quinn Fabray got hit by a truck. Can I just