I just finished uploading a bunch of my art to my deviantart page. Feel free to lurk, I may post them later:
So me and my friend were hanging out in line to see the Avengers and this kind of happened
Naughty Cheese Song:
Just give me something Gouda,
Don’t need no Parmesan,
‘Cuz I’m as bad Asiago,
I’ll never Brie-have.
Now give me some Cheddar,
Satisfy my Feta-ish,
Camembert over here baby,
And I’ll Havarti bitches!
‘Cuz I’m as bad Asiago,
And I’m gonna have a Gouda time!
Sorry that was rather cheesy…
beautiful person award!! once you are given this award, you are supposed to paste it in the ask of 8 people who deserved it. if you break the chain nothing will happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out. ♥
Awwweh!!!! I’m touched! <3
Story of my Life - Chapter 1
Ok, I’m going to try this new thing where I tell interesting stories of my life, or not so interesting, we’ll see how this goes. Here’s the first-prototype-thingy installment of the Story of my Life.
It’s been an interesting weekend to say the least…very eye opening.
I have just had my ass kicked the other day by a bunch of twelve-year-old girls in leotards.
Okay….this may require a little background information…
When I was five, I saw my first ballet. From that moment on, I knew I wanted to be a dancer. I took dance lessons for seven years. I loved it with all my heart. Until (dun dun dun) my family moved, my ballet teacher retired, and I joined public school (home schooled up until this point).
So, five years later, I have only been dancing at school in the dance class that replaces normal gym. I have sorely missed dance and want to take lessons again (because I want to be a professional dancer and dance the rest of my life). I decided to take a summer program at a Russian ballet studio (the teacher was so nice to allow me to try a class to see which program I should take). In that class, I realized I am not as good as these twelve year olds. They were flexible, and graceful, and poised. Me, not so much… After the lesson, the teacher told me I should take the less advanced class. I cried when I was gone. However I am more determined to become better and commit to this. I WILL NOT GIVE UP!!!
So this chapter is sort of a downer, but I am determined. Thus ends the first installment of Story of my Life, in which my ass gets kicked by twelve-year-old girls in leotards.
A Guide to
how to refuse a hugSelf Defense by Loki Laufeysonthis is perfect for people who hate being touched
I am burdened with glorious purpose.
- To say thank you to my followers and to celebrate The Avengers’ success, I have decided to do a giveaway.
This is my bargain.
- ONE medium sized box (approx 11” x 8.5” x 5.5”) full of Avengers/Marvel toys and merchandise.
How desperate are you?
- You can reblog this post a MAXIMUM of THREE times. Likes also count.
- Following me does not increase your chances of winning, so please don’t feel compelled to do so unless you just really enjoy an insane amount of Tom Hiddleston all over your dash.
- Yes, I will ship anywhere in the world.
- Please make sure your ask box is open so I can contact you if you win. I would hate to have to choose someone else.
Stalling won’t change anything.
- You have ONE WEEK from today. The giveaway ends Saturday, 26 May.
In the end, it will be every man for himself…good luck.
