“…she’s alive!”
Back again, perhaps just this once or maybe, just maybe here to stay. Where have I been? School. Living in the Architect Building. Hardworking with a bunch of cooks in the studio.
A typical Monday morning of studio class~
Me (looking at classmate with a gross face): Gosh, you stink.
Classmate: *mad/hash face.
Other classmate: Yeah, he’s been here since Saturday.
NO LIFE I TELL YOU! On the upside, I’ve whooped up some good projects though, thought I’d share a few.
Amen. I respect a guy who has this kind of state of mind.
Best part of the movie, hands down/guaranteed tear jerker. Goodjob Disney.
One of my ultimate fears in life is growing old. Inevitable, I know. More specifically, growing old alone. It’s depressing. I replay this part of the movie way too much and it never fails to trigger my emotions for so many reasons:
1. Their love is way too fucking cute.
2. I never ever want to grow old alone.
3. It makes me think about my own life. And how I hope I’ll be able to get this in the future.
4. It’s sad knowing that the other person will have to deal with the loss when that time comes around.
Damn.
Converted from blogsurfer to an actual tumblr blogger (term correct?)
Goodbye social life.
