yesplease.

right now

this is how i feel.

want your bad romance!

dear Santana, you must marry me. you in “Theatricality” left me speechless. i want to BE you. damn. such a good outfit too (and SO glad since “Like A Virgin”, she’s gotten more singing parts coz ohmygawd she’s brilliant).
Brittany is such a superb dancer, she makes me wish i had stuck with dancing. everytime i see her dance, i just can’t look away (point in case, where they all punch the ground, but brit hits the air/stomps her foot. AMAZING).
and Rachel’s second outfit (black strapless dress) is SO hot. holy balls.
and Kurt…just as always, completely brilliant. the scene between him, Finn and his dad made me cry. and i don’t mean eyes well, i’m talking i welled as soon as Finn said “it” (not spoiling for others), and when Kurt’s dad came downstairs and stood up for Kurt, i couldn’t stop crying. such an intense scene.

and for everyone who hates Glee, fine. fair enough. but at least have respect for the talent that is in this show. they are all amazing singers, and pretty much every episode of this half of the series at least has had such positive messages. i’m so grateful a show like this is on for young people when everything else around is crime shows and bitchy tv series and games where all you’re doing is killing everyone. at least Glee gives kids some sort of lighthearted fun, and let’s face it, gives a lot of us older ‘kids’ a glimmer of hope for an hour or so.

in other news, here’s Poker Face by Idina Menzel (IDOL), and Lea Michelle (Rachel).
seriously, i think this is my favourite duet. their voices <3 oh god.

oh and HOW CUTE was the moment, “gold stars are kind of my thing” <3

give ‘em love

and what does it get ya?
what does it get ya?
one quick look, as each of them leaves you.
all your life,
and what does it get ya?
“thanks a lot”
and out with the garbage.

All i needed was the truth

stop turning it all around.

miss you, you beautiful man <3

naughty but nice.

“disco’s dead!”

everything here is so true.

You know you work at Gloria Jean’s when…

You know all the recipes for every hot/cold drink without even thinking let alone looking at the recipe sheet

Your clothes/shoes/hands/bag/car all smell of coffee

You seem to spend half your life trying to get the coffee smell OUT of your clothes/shoes/hands/bag/car

A “quickie” is neither promiscuous nor done in private

You know the names and favourite drinks of anywhere from 10 to 10000 different people

You hate decaf

You hate anyone who orders decaf

You hate anyone who orders something ridiculous like a small, soy, 1/4 strength, decaf flat white but have perfected the art of disguising it

You have had at least 3 people you can recall give you their name for the order as “Gloria Jean” who think it was really witty and original…yeah…no one’s EVER thought of that before you tool…

You have called out names for orders such as “Superman”, “God”, “Jesus”, “Spiderman” and similar, and are now no longer fazed by or interested in the responses

You know of people who are INSANELY PEDANTIC about their Frequent Sipper Card and will consistently COUNT, CHECK and BE SUSPICIOUS of the number of clicks you give them on their card

You know the words and/or song order of the entire cd of Gloria Jean’s music, which is mostly full of 80′s/90′s shit and other crap which probably had cheap copyrights to it

You have said “Would you like chocolate on top?” a too-scary-to-think-of number of times

Marshmallows, oreos, bountys and tim tams are a good substitute for morning tea/lunch

You have either broken or heard the sound and/or swearing that follows the breaking of a glass plunger

You are now weirdly resistant/indifferent to hot water and steam

A “biscuit” is by no means edible

You have frequently wanted to staple something to the head of people who come up to the register and simply say something like “Can I have two coffees?” so that because you have no way of knowing what exactly a “coffee” is to them you have to stand there going “Flat White? Cappucino? Latte? Long Black?” in manner of parrot

You have been asked numerous times “Why do you weigh them?”

You have found yourself at some point wearing one/all of the following: a fancy dress costume, bunny ears, elf hat, santa hat, bright red christmas apron

Christmas is the seventh level of hell

You judge people who are obviously in denial, i.e. order a drink skim and then with whipped cream on top, or order a skinny caramel latte with a slice of cake, as if everything magically balances out nicely if you just drink watered-down milk

Due to the over-familiar nature of customers and staff (being on a first name basis), or perhaps because we’re all just really hot, you or people you work with have all been either a) asked out b) stalked or c) given phone numbers written on frequent sipper cards

You epitomise multi-tasking, e.g. you are able to hold onto two jugs of milk simultaneously spinning one and steaming another while talking to the shots-person about the guy that gave you his number on a frequent sipper card

You have attempted to invent new drinks which has resulted in some disgusting consequences e.g. lime syrup curdling in steamed milk, all the powders combined into one drink, all the syrups combined into one drink, etc etc

You have had customers come up and talk to you/sit with you/have lunch with you on your lunch break

You are able to make froth for babycinos on demand, at random, whenever a yummy mummy should come up and ask for one

You know of a variety of lunatic customers who clearly belong in some kind of mental heath hospital and you spend a large amount of time attempting to diagnose said customers with other staff members

You are very protective of your apron. Without it you feel naked.

You have your own drink which you can make yourself just the way you like it – insane amounts of foam, caramel, mudslide sauce, marshmallows, etc, etc

You have over time gotten MANY strange looks from customers for the way you sing/dance/behave with other staff members/use sexual innuendo, however you no longer care – you are amusing yourself

A barista towel is a multi-functional item

When you ask people who have never been to gloria jean’s before for their name and they give you this undeserved angry defensive psycho response of “Why?? Why do you want it? What do you want THAT for?” you have often strongly desired to respond with something like: “So that we can track you down and break into your house, steal all your personal items and/or children, hack into your bank account and steal your identity, a plan which we are cleverly disguising as an attempt to give you a cup of coffee”

You have found yourself on occasion talking to the coffee machine as if you can control it in this manner, saying things like “Stop…stop…”

You have had people order a “caramel-let” and gone very poshly “oh, you mean a caramel LAH-TAY?”

No one can properly agree on EXACTLY what a macchiato is, and it has resulted in many heated arguments with customers/staff

Let’s face it

Lucky it was me?