Today will be the day we reach the sky.

karen olivo tony speech.

Tue, 09 Jun 2009 21:35:14 -0400

Sit down! Oh my God! I’m completely unprepared for this. I have to say, thank you Arthur for believing in me and giving me confidence when I never had confidence. My husband, who’s amazing and I can’t do anything without! The amazing cast, Josefina Scaglione, you make it so easy to be Anita. And George Akram, thank you. Thank you for carrying me around the stage night after night. Oh my God, I just want to dedicate this to everyone who has a dream and a lot of people said I couldn’t do this and I think that if you stick with it and you surround yourself with people who love you, you can do anything. Thank you.

family.

Sun, 15 Mar 2009 18:05:25 -0400

justlisten:

sohereicomefalling:

Ryan: oh my god.
Laurie: what.
Ryan: simone just killed the fucking love fern.
Philip: well, then i guess we can all go home now.

”Um, no, sorry, we’re not the kind of family that plays pranks on people at six o’clock in the morning.”

damn fire alarm. ”WATCH OUT FOR THOSE CLOUDY DAYS KIDS!”

family.

Sun, 15 Mar 2009 17:53:37 -0400

Ryan: oh my god.
Laurie: what.
Ryan: simone just killed the fucking love fern.
Philip: well, then i guess we can all go home now.

oneshouldreadeverything: HAHAHAHAHA. best video ever made. i’m...

Sun, 01 Mar 2009 21:23:32 -0500

oneshouldreadeverything:

HAHAHAHAHA. best video ever made. i’m pretty sure.

simone, this is going to be you in a few months.

hey you!happy birthday :)i visited you today.not that it really matters.you’re all around me...

Tue, 24 Feb 2009 21:24:41 -0500

hey you!
happy birthday :)
i visited you today.
not that it really matters.
you’re all around me everywhere i go.
nineteen, huh?
i still remember when you were nine.
well.
i miss you like hell.
and i love you.
no tears today, right?
it’s your birthday.
you would hate that.
absolutely hate it.

"Idina Menzel: (When asked how to get over terminal shyness) I think I take more chances on stage..."

Tue, 03 Feb 2009 20:00:53 -0500

“Idina Menzel: (When asked how to get over terminal shyness) I think I take more chances on stage then I do in real life but you can’t learn anything if you don’t challenge yourself. And don’t say “terminally”. If you love to perform then you have no choice, just keep training and focus on the words or the music whenever you find yourself slipping back inside yourself. You’re not doing anyone any favors if you withhold your talents from the world.”

damnn

Tue, 03 Feb 2009 19:50:00 -0500

acting is like nothing else in the world. it allows you to become someone else, have somone else’s problems, and personalities. everything in your life just goes away for the short amount of time that you are performing. you’re not you. you have the opportunity to become a completely different person. everything in your life just…goes away. i considered writing this huge long post about why i love theater so much. and why i’m positive that’s what i want to do for the rest of my life. i realized it’s pointless to explain. those of you who don’t act, or are not into it, or whatever, will never understand what it feels like no matter how well i describe it to you. to be on that stage. doing what you do best. doing what you love. being where you belong. and those of you who do share that incredible passion with me, well, you know exactly what i mean. there’s no need to explain.

“Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still. For...

Wed, 21 Jan 2009 20:40:00 -0500

“Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is omnipresent. In this divine glass, they see face to face; and their converse is free, as well as pure. This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal.”

Photo

Tue, 20 Jan 2009 20:11:33 -0500

Photo

Sun, 04 Jan 2009 17:39:56 -0500

i can't wait

Sun, 04 Jan 2009 17:35:00 -0500

i can't wait

i realized

Fri, 02 Jan 2009 13:50:56 -0500

that every time i go on tumblr, i’m so busy looking at other ones, that i forget to post things. and i figured out that i haven’t posted anything in like, a month.

i’m going to work on that.
another resolution i can add onto my list.

hey simone

Thu, 27 Nov 2008 21:23:00 -0500

i’m currently on that bridge thing upstairs where you can see downstairs. obviously, i stole your laptop. joe and patrick are running around the house screaming like freaking maniacs, your dad just almost set the house on fire while lighting the fireplace, and now the whole kitchen and family room is filled with smoke, aunt maggie just broke a glass, and you and grandma are trying to remember the lyrics for this one song so she can play it on the piano and sing it for you, oblivious to everything else happening in the house at the moment. i love it. it has been a good thanksgiving so far. not a lot of family is here this year though. it doesn’t matter. i’m rocking out to miss independent on your ipod. you just yelled at me for taking your laptop. but i think you are too preoccupied with the song to really care. i know all the lyrics by the way. but i like watching you guys figure it out. i’m a horrible person. hahahahaha. before when your mom was out of the kitchen, i ran up to her and i was like OH MY GOD AUNT CHRISTINE, GINNY GOT THE TURKEY. her face was priceless. but i told her i was lying like two seconds after that because she looked like she was going to have a heart attack. soo i’m taking you out later. i know you want me to drive you somewhere. the night is just beginning baby. we can blast music in my car really loud if you’d like. we’ll go on an adventure. i’m not sure where yet. i don’t know my way around here at all, so we’ll just see where we end up. town? i kinda want to see it. or we can go someplace that is kind of deserted, go out of the car, and beg God at the top of our lungs to please, please give us snow. remember when we did that with ryan like about two years ago? it was amazing. people must have thought we were drunk. but the thing is, i don’t think you would do that anymore. you’ve changed in the past few years. a lot. i think you used to be more like me. you know, you, grandma and i have this connection type thing. grandma told us that once. the way we respond to music, the way we live, the way we love. the way our feelings are much more than they seem. i miss the old you. you’re an amazing young women, but you could be even more incredible. and you know it. i think part of the reason is you hide your feelings more now. and you are very good at it. you have that gift of acting hyper and happy and loving life, while fooling probably even your best friends when something is really bothering you. when you are hurt, you never tell that person. you just like oh i’m fine just fine. you just don’t tell people things anymore. you even have trouble telling people how much they mean to you in person. i would know. you’ve told me. but i shouldn’t be the one you tell. they should be the ones. i mean, obviously you are a lot better now than you used to be. but still. not the same. remember when you were in eighth grade and we went to a restaurant and you saw an old guy eating alone and you thought he looked sad and you were like laurie, he looks sad, and he’s eating all alone. how horrible is that? and you walked right over to that man, said hello can i sit here for a moment? and then you talked to him. for about an hour. it was absolutely amazing. i’m still kind of shocked. you just talked on an on about life and he stared at you in absolute amazement. and do you remember how crazy you would be sometimes. you were an insane daredevil. you didn’t care what people thought. and oh my god. aunt suzy’s wedding? you just danced and danced and danced and never stopped. everyone wanted to dance with you. you were so full of energy. you were always dancing. whenever i came to visit you were always begging people to dance with you. we had a dance competiton once in the dairy section of wegmans. but now apparently you don’t dance? oh please, don’t give me this shit. and you always said flat out what you felt. i understand that the past year wasn’t easy at all, and you have improved sooo much and i’m really happy for you. but sometimes, i just miss the old you. i miss you waking me up in the middle of the night in erie when i visit, and saying come on we’re sneaking on to a private beach. and swimming. it’s worth it i promise. i miss watching you going deeper and deeper in the water and diving through the waves laughing the whole time while i thought you were drowning. ohmygod. you know what i just realized? your friends, here in doylestown never saw you like that. oh no. :[. well they got an amazing person. you are still fun. i’m not saying you are like dead at all. you still have life in you. but they don’t see you as i saw you. and that kind of sucks. from what i’ve heard, you love them to death. and i really think they deserve to see that other part of you that made you the person everyone would die to be like. don’t you? but i love you. with all my heart. maybe tonight you can be just a little crazy? for old times sake. grandma’s playing. it sounds beautiful. you’re crying next to her. i love that about you. you cry when you hear beautiful things. ok this is so freaking long. we’re leaving soon.

HEY.

Tue, 25 Nov 2008 23:10:57 -0500

flashback:
third grade.
you were in fourth.
Mrs. Miller’s room.
you were my ‘big buddy’ for an assignment.
she said she thought we would work well together.
she was right.

fifth grade:
recess.
i was crying on the swing.
you started swinging next to me.
we didn’t talk.
i was embarrassed.
you got off the swing.
looked at me.
you said,
it’s ok, once you’re done crying you’ll feel better.
gave me a smile, walked off.
i felt better.
i never forgot that.

seventh grade:
best friends.
i tried showing you why i loved acting so much.
you started showing me your passion for music.

ninth grade:
we challenged and questioned everything.
people.
God.
fate.
love.
everything.
we talked about
everything.

tenth and eleventh grade:
we were like
no other couple.
the year we both started to realize,
what living actually feels like.
snuck out in the middle of the night.
always brought your guitar.
we’d go in that field.
we’d talk.
sing.
make out a little.
but mostly talk.
you knew every star constellation.
we would drive for hours,
not knowing where we were going,
and not caring.
just living.

twelfth grade:
ugh.
college.
but the most amazing summer.
haha you took me to the movies once.
not our thing.
you came to my show three times.
i felt like you were the only one in the crowd.
we did everything we possibly could
to live our lives to the fullest.
we were different.
i liked it.
you would scream PEACE! at the top of your lungs,
at random times in public.
many people didn’t appreciate it.
but some did.
i did.
you went to college. i was happy for you.
you came to visit family,
me.
and then,
you were gone.
gone.
fucking
gone.
but i know you’re still here. i feel you everyday. i’m still living with love and passion and craziness. just like you told me to. i’m still different. i do what i want. everyday is unpredictable. i never waste time. all the amazing things i’m doing now with my life?
it’s all you.

i love you.
i miss you.
i’m sorry.

We found an abandoned house.So we thought, hey, why not take...

Sun, 09 Nov 2008 19:57:49 -0500

We found an abandoned house.
So we thought, hey, why not take some pictures here?
It turns out ellie is one hell of a photographer.
Who knew?

I AM FREAKING GOING TO NYU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fri, 07 Nov 2008 18:16:36 -0500

I AM FREAKING GOING TO NYU!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"I believe in the power of a song."

Thu, 23 Oct 2008 20:26:57 -0400

“I believe in the power of a song.”

- Tom Chaplin

Photo

Sun, 19 Oct 2008 16:30:04 -0400

new york city is my favorite place to bein the wholeentireworld.

Sun, 19 Oct 2008 16:30:00 -0400

new york city
is my favorite place
to be
in the
whole
entire
world.

stephen!

Sun, 19 Oct 2008 16:17:00 -0400

the next time i visit we are meeting!
its decided.

that poem was incredible.
thank you so much.
you’re right,
it is uplifting.

thanks for thinking of me :)

LK;JASFA
i hope we meet soon!

i have something to show you and simone.
and even though i haven’t met you yet,
i have a feeling you would appreciate it
from what i’ve heard about you.