Where do you see yourself in 5 years from now?
Obviously graduated and, hopefully, doing something with my marketing degree. If not, then working my ass off with whatever I'm doing. I always told my mom I'd take care of her.
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@jpuck
Where do you see yourself in 5 years from now?
Obviously graduated and, hopefully, doing something with my marketing degree. If not, then working my ass off with whatever I'm doing. I always told my mom I'd take care of her.
Who would you cast to play as you if you had a biopic?
Never really thought about it. I'm sure there's some up-and-coming bipoc actor that'll fit the bill. Until then, I'll just play myself.
@jpuck replied: I'll take that.
You should, you're probably the only one I'd be willing to be in a room with for more than 30 seconds. And even then, eh.
I feel like I should be offended. But then again, everyone has a Puckerman they prefer.
Adaptability is also a key to survival, so I would deal with it as it came. I can't really fathom something being crazy enough to totally throw off the routine though, bar some sort of incredibly horrible accident. How often are you expecting to deviate from your routine?
I don't know. I just... Routines get kind of boring after a while. I like breaking up the monotony every so often. Trying something or someone new never hurt anyone.
How about we sweeten the deal and you let me borrow that scooter of yours for the week, too?
I sincerely hope that you’re not already thinking about getting too cocky.
Fine. Then I'm borrowing something of yours. And you'll find out exactly what, when I win.
Me? Too cocky? Never. I'm just the right amount.
This may be a controversial opinion. But the breadsticks at Breadstix? Trash. So it does make sense that the topic of conversation goes along with them.
Jacob. Of course not. I've gotten my fill of Football over the years. My Dad still tries to make me a believer of the sport. But no. I go, because everybody goes. There's not many places to be in this town.
What about the Cheerios? They certainly could use some more muscle on the team.
They're the best we have though. Quantity over quality, like most things around here.
True, but I feel like it's not about the place, it's about who you're with.
I'd look great in a Cheerios outfit, I won't deny that, but why do you want me on another team? I already play basketball.
The idea that a single person in this place would be competent enough to successfully cater to my whims is honestly so cute.
Hypothetically, what would that to-do list look like? Because now you've got me curious.
Typically I wake up at 4am. Have breakfast, work out then head to classes. After class I then usually have practice for the Warblers, Lacrosse or Wrestling. Then I have dinner with my family twice a week. Not to mention time to complete any assignments/study, and a minimum of 8 hours rest. Anything social I fit in between. It makes for a tight schedule, but I live for routine.
Routine is cool. I respect it. But, not even a little room for spontaneity? What if something comes up and throws your whole schedule off? Then what?
Pick one: never dance again or saying goodbye to your scooter?
I love my scooter, don't get me wrong, but not being able to dance? No. Miss me with that. I'll buy another scooter.
How is homecoming going so far?
It's going. I mean, I watched our team win. I performed with the boys. I danced. Mingled. All in all, not too bad.
You have a scooter?
I can't say I don't already have staff for doing any of those things but, going off the sheer visual of you taking each and every single one of The Warblers' blazers to the dry cleaners after winning Sectionals, those actually sound like decent terms.
Gets me around campus. Had it since high school. Don't knock it 'til you ride it.
Hell yeah! It's on! Prepare to get your ass handed to you, Blaine! Respectfully.
With classes, practices and familial obligations, I don't really have a lot of flexibility in my days. It is also a catch twenty-two. You can find the "prime" time for us "gym rats" to be there, but that time is the same time everyone else is using the equipment, albeit in the correct manner. But the equipment is still being taken and used nonetheless. Therefore not making it any more of an efficient way of using my time.
Okay, facts. But when do you have free time at all? And what do you do? Because I thought I was running myself thin with basketball and glee and dance club and all the other shit I'm trying to do. You definitely got me beat, man.
Doesn't matter, you wouldn't agree with me anyway and contrary to popular belief arguing isn't my favorite way to utilize my mouth.
And that's fine. I think there's better ways to go about it than being petty on the internet. We can agree to disagree. Except for that last part, because I definitely agree.
❝ Every time I light a fire in my life, you find a way to make sure it burns the forest down. ❞
"Can you stop reading your diary out loud or whatever right now?" Jake wiped the sweat from his face with the bottom of his shirt. "Look, I'm sorry you're in your feelings, Jacob, but we really need to get this choreography down. My scooter is on the line." Jake offered his hand. "C'mon. Let's take it from the top."
FMK: Marley, Quinn, Rachel
Fuck Rachel, marry Marley and kill Quinn.