Hello there!
Some folks call me Charles, some folks call me Ásbjørn. I'm a music major studying vocal performance. I'm also a budding composer, and ethnomusicologist. Music is my life, and some of my fondest birthdays have been spent entirely in rehearsals and performances. You'll likely find this page to be as scatter-brained as I am. So, I encourage you to watch your step for the duration of your stay. <3 +++++++++++++++++
Oh, shhh. You, sir, are magnificent. Mag. Nif. Uh. Cent.
You’re getting a real one of these ASAP. Just as floppy and awkward, too. And not an ounce less grateful. ‘Cause damn, you’re a sweetheart. <3
Yes. That one.
The one that types LIKE THIS.
JUST TO GET YOUR ATTENTION.
LIKE THIS.
AND JUST THE THOUGHT OF HIM WAS ENOUGH TO CREATE THE BIGGEST MIGRAINE OF MY LIFE.
AUGH FUCK.
He’s
one ofthe reasonswhy we’re losing…He was trying to… make things out to be super special and magical. And stuff.
Like the cloth that goes over the cello and stuff.
He seriously looked like Professor Slughorn in that chair interviewing the cello soloist. It was the creepiest thing I had seen all that night. And Amelia and I walked through some sketch parts of downtown that night, too.
Slughorn in a bad way? Oh, dear.
Nevermind the sketch, possibly rape-town, portions of downtown, the occasional parties he throws at his home is essentially a ‘slug club.’
Mind = blown.
Yes. That one.
The one that types LIKE THIS.
JUST TO GET YOUR ATTENTION.
LIKE THIS.
AND JUST THE THOUGHT OF HIM WAS ENOUGH TO CREATE THE BIGGEST MIGRAINE OF MY LIFE.
AUGH FUCK.
He’s
one ofthe reasonswhy we’re losing music education majors.“That thing has payed for many a plane ticket, I’m sure” “Oh look! It has a protective covering!”
Context, Amelia? :V
Julie knows. It was at the PSO concert last night, him talking to the cello soloist before the show.
Eurgh.
Charles.
Yes. That one.
The one that types LIKE THIS.
JUST TO GET YOUR ATTENTION.
LIKE THIS.
AND JUST THE THOUGHT OF HIM WAS ENOUGH TO CREATE THE BIGGEST MIGRAINE OF MY LIFE.
AUGH FUCK.
He’s
one ofthe reasonswhy we’re losing music education majors.“That thing has payed for many a plane ticket, I’m sure” “Oh look! It has a protective covering!”
What the fuck. I was like, “WHY. ARE. YOU. HERE?!!!”
He confuses the everloving fuck out of me.
Charles.
Yes. That one.
The one that types LIKE THIS.
JUST TO GET YOUR ATTENTION.
LIKE THIS.
AND JUST THE THOUGHT OF HIM WAS ENOUGH TO CREATE THE BIGGEST MIGRAINE OF MY LIFE.
AUGH FUCK.
He’s
one ofthe reasonswhy we’re losing music education majors.“That thing has payed for many a plane ticket, I’m sure” “Oh look! It has a protective covering!”
Context, Amelia? :V
My tummy growled.
Hungry. A Grilled cheese sandwich sounds nice, actually.
Hnnrgh. Damn it, now I want one.
More specifically, a Grilled Cheese with bacon and tomato.
And a bowl of tomato soup. Or, failing that, broccoli and cheese.
And some potato wedges.
Holy fuck.
Why. D:
Because I am a terrible human being.
My tummy growled.
Hungry. A Grilled cheese sandwich sounds nice, actually.
Hnnrgh. Damn it, now I want one.
More specifically, a Grilled Cheese with bacon and tomato.
And a bowl of tomato soup. Or, failing that, broccoli and cheese.
And some potato wedges.
Holy fuck.
buoyboot replied to your post: buoyboot replied to your post: That child. So…
Okay! :) But yes. I could only hope for my far off future children would react almost the same way. :)
If I ever have a child. :>
THEY GON GO TO DIDNEY WORL
buoyboot replied to your post: That child. So cute. She was so grateful and happy. And like I almost cried.
Oh. Damn. That was me. I forgot to sign in Again on safari. But yeaaah!
Ees okay. <3