and suddenly it’s like my world is made up of multi-colored bubbles and I’m riding on a unicorn.
my-quarterlifecrisis: {Monday’s Mantra: May 21, 2012} Generally good advice, but especially since I’m about to dive into a choreography project, finals, and new adventures in the summer, it’s especially important to keep in mind. (Image via)
Neeeeed inspiration
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It’s going to be fun watching
Merida’s hair traverse through different landscapes and lighting situationsBrave.
“The brain, it seems, does not make much of a distinction between reading about an experience and encountering it in real life; in each case, the same neurological regions are stimulated. Keith Oatley, an emeritus professor of cognitive psychology at the University of Toronto (and a published novelist), has proposed that reading produces a vivid simulation of reality, one that “runs on minds of readers just as computer simulations run on computers.” Fiction — with its redolent details, imaginative metaphors and attentive descriptions of people and their actions — offers an especially rich replica. Indeed, in one respect novels go beyond simulating reality to give readers an experience unavailable off the page: the opportunity to enter fully into other people’s thoughts and feelings.”
Effie: I VOLUNTEER. I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE.
Capitol: You can’t do that, you’re an Escort.
Effie: We could do it, you know. Take off. Live in the woods.
Mahogany: They’d catch us.
Effie: Maybe not.
Mahogany: We wouldn’t make it five miles. I’m a table.Saddest love story ever.
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YOU JUST GOT SERVED SON.
Oh I see what you did there Clark, I see it.
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