Anonymous asked: YO YOUR POSTS AIN'T USELESS, PLAYA. THEY COOL AND FUN, JUS LIKE YOU, PUNK. have a good day lots of peace and love to you

thanks bae. that’s just the tag i use for all my personal ramblings, but it’s nice to know you think highly of them <3

07-23 / 23:10 / 1 note

At girl scout camp this week, I taught my Irish Dance camptivity for the 3rd time this summer, but this time it was with 16 girls instead of 5. I was sorta freaked out when I got the roster, but I started teaching and they all loved skip two threes. Like, I told them to get some water and instead they lined up and skipped across the room nonstop. I also taught them half a light jig, and attempted to show them over two threes. Plus, since young girls have short attention spans and get tired no matter how much they like the activity, we had a mini dance party (like, pop music dance) in the middle, which they loved, and I also got to do reel and hornpipe all the way through and it was super fun!

Long story short, I had a billion times more fun in Irish Dance this week than I have the other times at camp, and I seriously hope some of the kids go home and try taking classes! Some of them were really good, and everyone had a blast.

07-23 / 22:51 / 12 notes

I did a thing with the bananagrams titles

07-19 / 22:55 / 21 notes

the problem here is that it’s 2:20, I’m leaving home at 7:30 tomorrow for a plane flight, I haven’t packed, and all I want to do is watch more battlestar galactica

07-18 / 2:20 / 7 notes

andrewjacksonjihads:

i want someone who will sit on a rooftop with me at 3 am and shave their head while i shave my head and then hotglue the hair to the roof so the roof will have hair

Hello from camp! My secret sister (it’s like secret santa) made me a Spock shirt because my name is Spock and I’m hella excited.

07-16 / 22:04 / 25 notes

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did you hear about the italian chef who died?

he pasta way

he just ran out of thyme

here today, gone tomato

his wife is still upset, cheese still not over it

we never sausage a tragedy coming

ashes to ashes, crust to crust

there’s just not mushroom for italian chefs in today’s world

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keelayjams:

A bowl of salad in the seat of a wheelchair rolling down the street unassisted

life is fragile and beautiful

likeanirishdancer:

How I felt doing the leap

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What it really looked like

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