#wwstarter

[teecchang]

For some weird reason, I keep forgetting how intense finals are. I think I’m going crazy because I’ve written so many words that I think I ran out of words to write.

[fnnchristopherhudson]

Finn looked down at his beer bottle, peeling off the label. The last few weeks running through his mind. Out of the three people he knew at this party, he had somewhat of a weird vibe with two of them. If it hadn’t had been for Tina driving him here, and Jake insisting he needed him there, he might have chickened out. Now he was just standing there, beer in his hand, staring out at the party.

[tana-lopez]

After a whole day of panels then meet and greets with a bunch of neckbeards who literally only wanted to look down my dress and tell me how i’m gonna’ be their new spank bank material in my Poison Ivy costume, i’m so glad Comic Con is over. Get me home to my boyfriend and some take-out.

[teecchang]

Tina looked around the room, sort of wishing she could grab a drink and chug it, even if it wasn’t her style. She always had no problem being the designated driver at any types of events--it was even what she preferred--but this was her first real party in L.A. with music business people. “This is a lot more intimidating than I intially thought.”

[teecchang]

Well, I guess there’s no better time to announce this than now - I officially got an internship! Unfortunately, and yes I mean unfortunately, it’s in LA which means it’s gonna be quite the commute for me because I obviously don’t live nearby. At least I can catch up on some podcasts on my drives back and forth?

[teecchang]

Now that Valentines stuff has died down a bit, I can finally go on about my day without getting bouquets of heart balloons in my face while walking down the street or seeing every candy and chocolate ever made being wrapped in heart boxes or packages. It’s cute, but not that cute. 

[teecchang]

Just got back from a week long trip to New York and I have to say, the city is good at tempting us west coasters into their world. The bad thing is that I have so much coursework to catch up on, and now I kind of wish I was back in NY where I forgot I had obligations as a student at her last semester.

[tana-lopez]

Santana stood, watching as people filtered in and out of groups. Everyone who was anyone was here and the buzz was entirely on one person. Her boyfriend. It was well deserved after all, he was the most talented person she had ever met and he had written a killer album. She was immensely proud of him. Her attention was drawn back to the conversation with a mention of her name. She was standing with her publicist and a group of men she didn't know. Some music executives and what she assumed were journalists. They were speaking about the album and if it was inspired by their relationship. She smiled coyly and ran her finger around the rim of her glass, "I think you would need to ask Jake that," she replied, and honestly she meant it. They talked music sure, but never his process or what he wrote about. Feeling like she needed a little something more than champagne to get through all of the questioning, she politely excused herself and strode off to the bar, ordering herself a whisky, neat. As she recieved her drink, she became aware of her company. "Some celebration, isnt it?" she commented happily