Elizin the Moment


I'm not a child anymore. I don't have to lie! I am in college. Lol. I do everything I can involving music, (but not really anymore because college) but I'm really just here to serve Jesus (probably more accurate now). "Alone we go fast, together we go far" (I still love this quote) Musicals oh how I love you (A secret affair now). I also find tap dancing to be quite fascinating (Still planning on learning someday). And if I ever offend you or something I say bothers you, tell me. I probably won't take it down unless it is really offensive, but I want to know how other people think (I'm not sure honey badger cares anymore).
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I am having a sudden recall of a lot of things that happened junior and senior year of high school that I totally forgot and never really processed and it is not ok because feels. That was not a time of good feels.

Tagged: go away angstseriouslyi have not been this angsty since i don't know wheni'll be fine tomorrow:/

LEONARDO DICAPRIO’s MIDDLE NAME IS WILHELM.

Gatsby is accused of being a nephew or cousin of Kaiser Wilhelm. 

Tagged: could this movie be any more perfectgreat gatsby

After writing a paper on feminism and queer gender theory, I have concluded that feminism is going to die out soon as constructed gender performance is recognized.

Tagged: elizabeth blogs about feminism

I am auditioning for the Sound of Music.

And I don’t really expect to get in because it is a semi-professional show, but I was just thinking about how it could be potentially awkward if, by some miracle, I got Maria and Captain Von Trapp was some old guy. 

Tagged: i am still a child

Apparently I’m a really good critical writer and I should go to grad school to pursue literary criticism.

lolwutismylife 

Tagged: but seriouslyall the times i cried because i though i was terrible at englishscrewyoumrsschmenk

Is Oxford a big city? What is Oxford like? I would like to know.

Tagged: oxforddo tell

I am terrified to go backpacking again. But I also can’t wait.

Like I don’t know if I can force myself to do it two more times in the snow. My only motivation is that I get to sleep in an igloo. But I’m terrified. 

The Mirror Stage by Jaques Lacan is the best example of what it means to live in a fallen world that I have ever read.

I want to swear. I don’t know what is wrong with me.

I haven’t had a “what the hell is going on?” moment like this since high school. Flippin Trek. Never go into the woods if you are in a season lacking angst, because simple living can throw you back into that angst.