I actually really do not want to go on a pity date with you. You’re the furthest thing from genuine as far as your personality goes, and I find that really unattractive.
And now you’re making fun of me for going to see MGMT tonight, because you think they’re crappy. Maybe you should stop trying to ask me out.
no, I really do! you’re amazing! i think it’s crazy that you’re interested in my uke covers haha. i just started playing in february haha
i do have a few other videos up here on tumblr though: http://souriantcoeur.tumblr.com/tagged/ukulele
Thank you so much! That cover of Zebra is absolutely gorgeous.
I’m looking through your blog now and you are probably my new favorite music-tumblr (:
Creation seems to come out of imperfection. It seems to come out of a striving and a frustration. And this is where I think language came from.
I mean, it came from our desire to transcend our isolation and have some sort of connection with one another.
And it had to be easy when it was just simple survival. Like, you know, “water.” We came up with a sound for that. Or “Saber-toothed tiger right behind you.” We came up with a sound for that.
But when it gets really interesting, I think, is when we use that same system of symbols to communicate all the abstract and intangible things that we’re experiencing.
What is, like, frustration? Or what is anger or love?
When I say “love,” the sound comes out of my mouth and it hits the other person’s ear, travels through this Byzantine conduit in their brain, you know, through their memories of love or lack of love, and they register what I’m saying and they say yes, they understand.
But how do I know they understand? Because words are inert. They’re just symbols. They’re dead, you know?
And so much of our experience is intangible. So much of what we perceive cannot be expressed. It’s unspeakable.
And yet, you know, when we communicate with one another, and we feel that we’ve connected, and we think that we’re understood, I think we have a feeling of almost spiritual communion. And that feeling might be transient, but I think it’s what we live for.
” —(via shaunamariexx)
Waking Life, 2001, directed by Richard Linklater
Some girl’s status:
“God must be everything or else He is nothing to you “
Oh? Okay. Well I’m going to sit here and rant a bit about this.
i’ve been doing a good job fighting off a stress-meltdown.
i have a semester of math to do in less than a month.
how the fuck am i even going to graduate?
i’ve really fucked myself here
and now i just need to sleep.
preferably forever,
but alas i only get until 6am when i have to get up and start it all again.
except tomorrow is chorus states which is utter bullshit and a waste of my time
im bringing homework with me
i just really need to relax.
what a novel idea.
I’m definitely going to minor in graphic design, and I mean if I don’t get into the Interior Design program at FSU then I’ll just aim for their graphic design program. I don’t want to sound cocky or anything, but I believe in myself, not exactly in the stifled-high-school-newspaper-layout-editor-with-a-tyrannical-advisor place I’m at now, but in my progress and future. The only sort of “training” I’ve had is from some grumpy social studies teacher who learned everything basically on his own too(I should mention that he’s also a nationally recognized yearbook and newspaper advisor, I mean there’s no way my newspaper would be the where it is today without him, I mean with our two Silver Crowns from Columbia and our Pacemaker and all of our state awards)
Anyway, I guess what I’m saying is I feel like I could be really good at design, and I’m anxiously looking forward to actually studying it.
