Reblog This To Have A Happy Wildcat New Year™

Respectfully, Ireland is the best country on the planet

TGWDLM as John Mulaney Quotes

Paul:

Emma:

Ted:

Bill:

Charolette:

Hidgens:

Alice:

Mr. Davidson:

Reblog if its ok to spam you with boops

Reblog if you are okay with people giving you lots of boops!

Zach’s cold shot of “oh good she finally learnt how to pronounce the word huge” is great but let’s not forget that ms. McKenna immediately dedicated herself to not only saying it wrong but saying it wrong in a different way every single time

just saw the most brilliant version of hamlet i’ve ever seen, and while i’ve already gushed about it to everyone in earshot, i have to talk about Ophelia’s death more. the way this production did it permanently changed how i view the scene, and god it’s good.

in the text, Ophelia sings her songs, hands out her flowers, says good bye, and leaves. Gertrude follows and returns later with the news that Ophelia has drowned. She describes a beautiful image to Laertes of his sister, floating in a river, singing her songs, with flowers all around her (see: my pfp). Beautiful even in death.

but in this production I just saw? Gertrude lies. we get to see the truth of Ophelia’s death. it’s not a beautiful thing, but ugly, clawing, sobbing, drinking, and “drowning” her sorrows in alcohol and pills. And only Gertrude knows. and she spins a tale of comfort, telling Ophelia’s brother of her beauty, making her last moments seem peaceful and perfect.

as women, dragged through the story, expected to be beautiful and perfect, I think perhaps Ophelia and Gertrude found a bit of themselves in each other. I think Gertrude knows pretending to be beautiful and perfect all too well. that she too finds herself in the ugly, sobbing moments. that we see her in these moments. but she knows how to smooth things over and make them look beautiful. so she does.

I always found it interesting how Ophelia was beautiful in death. how her final scene finally let her break and be something other than perfect and graceful, but then her death was beautiful. but if it’s a lie? well, that changes everything. and i love it.

Reblog if your blog is boopable-safe so you can get all the (probably new) achievements. I don’t care about notes I just want boops

WAIT! WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If you see this on your dashboard, reblog this, NO MATTER WHAT and all your dreams and wishes will come true.

I’ve said it before and I will say it again: you can call Fantasy High a magic version of The Breakfast Club all you want, but Fantasy High is ACTUALLY a magic version of Lemonade Mouth