day four - a quote

(via pinterest)

This quote is perhaps my favorite from les miserables.

I like that it comes at the very end of the show, after everyone has been through hell and back,

as a reminder

that everything turns out right in the end.

and in other news...

i wasted no time making this a part of my movie collection.

perpetual perpetual hunger.

i have been using "perpetual hunger" as a synonym for "college"

i now realize i will be in college until i am 85

so now i have perpetual perpetual hunger.

and all i will be doing for all those years is reading.

reading textbooks.

probably this delightful book will come in handy.

this one will never get old. promise.

jane eyre. jane eyre. jane eyre.

i love jane eyre.

and today i added my second copy of this to my collection.

unabridged, of course.

i love my book collection.  it will be my best friend during my perpetual perpetual hunger.

yay for being literate.

yay for deciding i want my master's degree.

college: a state of perpetual hunger.

i said goodbye to my parents
i unpacked all my pretty socks

behold the pretty socks (guest starring my feet)

...

our air conditioning got fixed

and with a few sheets as improvised couch covers, a rug, decorative pillows, a keyboard, and a thrift-store found photo of the eiffel tower,

our dingy living room was transformed into a comfortable, colorful room of awesome.

i walked to a bookstore and found no copies of les miserables.  i'll try again tomorrow.

and since i arrived, i've been in a state of perpetual hunger.

i guess college does that to me.

to combat it, i made pizza and cookies for dinner tonight.

i'm home.

please bless that someday I can see something like this happen.

this.
is fantastic.

i want to see this happen.
i want to be in this.
i wish i was there.


this is cool.

ps, i saw this cast.  it was lovely.  i cried a lot.




the end.

my music wish list

the les miserables complete symphonic recording.

every note of les miserables.

yes.

the original french concept album.

les miserables in french.

enough said.

both mika albums.

and the new one when it comes out next year.

queen's greatest hits.

even though it doesn't have bohemian rhapsody.

which is odd.

I need this.  so much.  I have a thing for lyrics.

and josiah's lyrics are incredible.  it's perfect.

however dark and disgusting and twisted this story may be

the music is phenomenal.  I think that's why I like it.

sondheim is a genius.

I know one of her songs really well.  but just the one.

(comme des enfants)

however, I completely adore it.

I don't think I need to understand what she's saying

(she's french.  everyone always demands "do you even know what she's singing?!")

to love her music.

this is my music wish list.

it's kind of a stretch, but ...

there's something I love about owning an album.

iTunes is great and all,

but I don't think it compares to

owning the album

seeing the artwork 

and choosing a cd for going on a drive

instead of just plugging in your iPod and putting it on shuffle.

I love music. 

sometimes I just want to share it with everyone.

I don't think being deaf would be so bad

except for the fact that I wouldn't be able to hear

music.

it's fine, I'll just pretend...

"love isn't finding a perfect person

it's finding an imperfect person, and seeing them

perfectly."

oh, rolfe.  we fall for him every single time,

but then he breaks our hearts.

every

single

time.

so. don't judge me. 

this is one of my favorite movies of all time.

and aww ...they're so in love.

marius&eponine

"if he asked, I'd be his"

-les miserables

"and at last I see the light, and it's like the fog has lifted

and at last I see the light, and it's like the sky is new

all at once, everything looks different, now that I see you."

-tangled

dear tangled,

you break my heart a little more every time I watch you.

so how come I can't stop?

love, me



"we are all a little weird.  and life is a little weird.

and eventually, we will find someone whose weirdness

matches our own.  and then we join up in mutual weirdness

and call it love."

-image from keith urban's "better life" video.  I don't really know how I'm supposed to credit these things.  I get most of my photos from google images...

someday, I'll be married in a castle like this.

because true love stories

never have endings.

dear marius,

find me ...soon

love,

your cosette

love is ... not what the movies make it out to be

you think it is

being in love is the greatest feeling in the world

I promise.  nothing is better.

you think everything is perfect.

then life smacks you in the face.

sometimes, love stories just make me sick.

or they make me bitter and angry

but all the time

they make me go "aww...."

all the time, they make me smile.

all the time, I sort of like to pretend that it's me in the stories

and imagine that life is perfect.

what can I say?

i love love.

and someday, I hope I find it again.



love is an understatement. obsession is more accurate.

my love for les mis is ridiculous.
but it's okay.

it's okay to wake up and watch the bonus "making of les miserables" dvd that came with your tenth anniversary concert recording.
it's okay to want to travel to norway just so you might possibly be able to buy a copy of the original oslo production.
it's okay that I sometimes sing it in my sleep.  I assume that this actually has happened, as my roommate once woke up with "master of the house" stuck in her head.
It's okay that my travel plans to paris involves listening to "javert's suicide" on a bridge over the seine river. and a visit to the rue plumet.
it's okay that I have a massive crush on 9 or so frenchboys.  who are dead.  and fictional.

...

cam: "I don't know if you knew, but she's got a crush on a fictional frenchboy."

boy: "one?  try five of them."

me: "five?  actually there are nine.  it's like whatever, though."

it's okay that that is a normal conversation for me to have.

it's okay to walk down a creepy alleyway in order to meet the actor who played jean valjean in the american touring cast.

it's okay that I didn't get to meet enjolras.

okay, that one was actually not okay.

anyways, it's okay that philip quast played the best javert ever.  he's amazing.

it's okay that I seriously think that if there were ever to be a movie version made, I should help direct.  just because I know everything about it.  and I would make it perfect.

I have a question for boublil and schoenberg.

because by all accounts this really doesn't make sense.

why put every single member of les amis de l'abc in the musical except bahorel? poor bahorel.

see?

only someone as obsessed as me would even know that.

anyway.  once upon a time, I went to my ridiculously cool ex-boyfriend's house.  this was when he was just my ridiculously cool boyfriend.  his mom had silver candlesticks in their living room, with a little plaque that read "to love another person is to see the face of god"

I flipped a biscuit.

we got talking about les mis.  she loves les mis.  as if I didn't already love her enough.

ever since then, I have wanted to eventually have silver candlesticks to put in my house to remind me of jean valjean.

so guess what my future roommate got me for my birthday?

I love her.

and I'm like jean valjean.

and I'm like ridiculously cool ex-boyfriend's mom.

and that is just about the best news ever.