Favourite Disney Songs | The Hunchback of Notre Dame - Out There
"And out there living in the sun, give me one day out there, all I ask is one to hold forever. Out there, where they all live unaware. What I’d give, what I’d dare, just to live one day out there."
"Hazel Grace, they don’t actually hurt you unless you light them."
I’m in the middle of filling out a job application that’s a week late by now, and I’m getting my mother’s help since I’ve never gotten a real job before even though I’m a freshman in college.
I was filling out the references portion, and didn’t remember an address, so I put a phone number instead because I figured it was the next best thing. My mother looked at the application, saw the phone number, and said, “That part requires an address, not a phone number. Why did you put a phone number down?” When I told her my reasoning, she said, “It’s your own fault that you didn’t know the address. Look it up in the directory.”
What hurts the most about it is this: that kind of statement, the “it’s your own fault” statement, is exactly what someone who was emotionally abusive to me when I was young would say. You forgot to eat lunch because you were working on homework? You’re grounded. You can hardly chop firewood because you’re twelve years old and you’ve always been small and not that strong? Do it again. You barely cleaned out the rat cage because it’s a disgusting chore and handling rats kind of freaks you out? Too bad, do it again, and you’re not leaving until it’s clean.
She also said “why don’t you just get a summer job at your university because I don’t want to deal with your outbursts over the summer”. My outbursts (or, to be precise, my tears and shutting down) are caused by fear of change and new things that I have to figure out alone, so I resist as best I can. I know it’s not the right way to handle fear, but I’m trying to work on it with my counselor. And I thought my mother knew that. I’ve told her, many times, that I’m motivated by fear, and I thought she understood that. But does she really understand at all?
So here I am, locking myself in the bathroom and crying and unwilling to go down to dinner because I don’t want to talk to anyone right now, much less her. And then tomorrow is Easter (so church = pretending that I’m fine), and then a long family lunch, and then a drive back to my university stuck in a car with her for an hour. And then another week of no time alone.
What a wonderful birthday I’ll have.
For me their will never be a better Raoul voice than that of Steve Barton’s. From his first line in all I ask of you I felt swept of my feet and almost cuddled, his voice had the most warm but sorrowful feel
R.I.P Come back Steve, that’s all I ask of you…
AMEN. Steve Barton is my all-time favorite Raoul. What a loss. :(
Michael Crawford’s voice is the kind to thrill you like you’re in a dream, but Steven’s is the kind to wake you up and comfort you. Both voices fit their characters so well it’s eerie.
Steve Barton: eternally my Raoul.
AU The Fault In Our Stars where Hazel Grace succumbs to the cancer and dies and in the last scene all you see is Augustus standing out side with a cigarette between his lips and a hand slowly reaching up to light it.
HOW IS THIS ANY BETTER THAN THE ORIGINAL ENDING!!!!
Actual Lucifer lives up to their url
I absolutely adore the new Annie cast recording. They have so much energy it sounds like a live recording even though it’s in a studio. Lilla and Anthony and Brynn and Katie and everyone in the cast are fantastic.
Today, however, I finally got around to downloading the original Annie cast recording to my iTunes library. And listening to the overture of the original cast recording… it’s almost like coming home, in a sense. This is the Annie that I grew up on. The new orchestrations are wonderful, but you can’t beat the original.