sports are hella rad when ur team isnt hella sad
when someone gets a lyric reference you made and then continues with the next line
top tips if you ever find yourself in a zombie apocalypse:
. take car
. go to mum’s
. kill phil
. grab liz
. go to the winchester
. have a nice cold pint
. and wait for all this to blow over
During preparation for Woods, the musical director warned Kendrick that no Cinderella had ever nailed the big ballad, “On the Steps of the Palace,” an atonal whirlwind.
"There’s always a note or two that’s wrong, because the song is impossible," Kendrick says, "so I made it my mission to actually get the fucking notes right, which I didn’t realize was going to be such a problem." Doesn’t that sounds like the vow of a Type A overachiever, after all?
"I guess," Kendrick says reluctantly. She pauses, then bursts out laughing. "Or you could look at it like, well, that’s my fucking job."
excerpt from "Anna Kendrick Had Her Heart Broken by a Hot Dog" by Amy Nicholson (via fuckyeahstephensondheim)