gleekterry asked: Love your sassiness! You're effing perfect!
Ask Me Stuff
I’m really bored. Throw me a fucking bone, people.
I'm bored, people
There’s nothing to do right now. Entertain me, please. I don’t care what the fuck you ask or say… Just do it.
Anonymous asked: I would really like to see you back in Ohio
I can’t believe I’d actually say this… But I really miss fucking Lima, Ohio. I miss Rachel. Goddamn, I miss it all. Who knew you could become so attached in only two fucking weeks? …Maybe I’ll come back soon, Ohio. Maybe I’ll come back soon.
Anonymous asked: Does Rachel know how you feel about her/did feel? If not, how come you never told her? You deserve happiness, too!
You May Ask My Glorious Self Questions
Since the author is fucking dragging her heels on the update, it’s my duty to entertain all you… people. You can ask me any fucking question you want, and I’ll try to answer it.
You leave your crap at my house whenever you come over,” Rachel stood, tapping...– Just A Kiss, Chapter 19 (via thesilentpen)
Anonymous asked: Do you think Quinn is the right one for Rachel?
My time is running out...
…Fuck, my flight back into San Diego is soon, and I’m leaving so MUCH undone. If only I had a little more time…
link-zelda asked: I was wondering if, apart from your incredible dancing and singing skills, there is something else you like to focus your energy on?
Anonymous asked: What are you going to do when Jesse tries to make a move on Rachel?
Anonymous asked: How do you deal with haters?
I need to...
Really do something to calm the fuck down. My ask box issues are all fixed up, I need some human interaction. People, ask me questions, talk to me a bit. I don’t know what the fuck is going on anymore, and it’s really fucking scaring me. Help me bide a little time. Really, keep my mind off this.
Rachel, where are you?
Rach, I went into your room this morning and you were gone. Where the fuck did you go?! Please at least text me or call me… I can’t stand not knowing where you are or if you’re doing some crazy shit. God, Mr. J will kill me if anything happens to you!
I know Rachel is feeling down...
But she can’t just ignore Quinn forever. These problems don’t just disappear, they keep coming at you. They’re relentless. You get no break until you put them to rest. Please Rach, I’m begging you… Please do something.
What happened tonight...?
I don’t understand what the fuck happened tonight. It all seemed to be going so well. I’ve never seen Rachel so shaken… so spooked. And that means something, when it’s coming from me.
HELLO, I AM FUCKING HERE! SUNDAY QUESTION DAY!
Hello person. Or people. Or whoever is fucking reading this. I would like to ask you if you have any questions for little old me. Ask any question. I’ll answer it. Leave it in that… ask box thing (yes, I’m a goddamn Tumblr newb, so sue me!) I’ll get to it ASAP… Or maybe I won’t. Ya won’t know till ya ask!
I’m here, on Tumblr, and I wonder why no one is asking me any questions or interacting with me. Because there’s so much about my brilliant self that you don’t know. I could use a little more fucking interaction, people! I’m a person! I. Like. Conversation!
First Fucking Place!
As I have said, I. Am. Goddamn. Brilliant! After all the blood and sweat we poured into this freaking performance, this bunch of misfits finally got first place. Now don’t have to worry too much about leaving Rach with that… God awful bunch. And fuck, Rach, don’t leave poor Quinn hanging like that anymore!
Give me my goddamn coffee
After an eternity, she finally admitted I’m right! I’m always fucking right! I’m Maria fucking Arioso!
TheSilentPen: Which actress could Maria Arioso... →
thesilentpen: Someone asked me what actress could best portray Maria Arioso, Rachel’s best friend from Just A Kiss… And the truth is, I’m VERY unfamiliar with popular culture, AKA most of the actresses out in the world nowadays, so I can’t answer that question very well. So let me ask YOU guys… Who do you… Help the Boss out because she’s so fucking clueless. Tell me what...
I'm Such A Genius
Seriously, who else could pull off a fucking miracle like this? New Infections won Sectionals with my choreography. I’m so fucking awesome. Time to break out the Captain Morgan. It’s time to celebrate.
Any Questions For Little Ol' Me?
Because today is a “Let’s Ask Shit” Saturday. So if you want to ask something, do it now, or forever hold your peace. Or whatever the hell it is that people say. Anyway, leave questions in the ask box and little old me will answer it. Just because I’m that fucking awesome.
I Wonder What The Hell Happened...
Smurf was awfully quiet when she came home from Blondie’s house today, her hands all shoved in her pockets and her hair shadowing her goddamned face. I wonder what the hell happened at Fabgay’s. Rachel’s never been so fucking despondent before and she won’t tell me a damned thing. Something happened, that’s all the fuck I know. But I will find out what happened. ...
It Almost Seems Impossible...
This making New Infections winning thing? Yeah, it’s almost goddamn impossible. Especially with the ‘Extra’ (That’s you, Finnept) stumbling and bumbling around the chairs and nearly dropping the smurf multiple times. It almost makes me want to throw in the fucking towel. Then I remember that I’m Maria Fucking Arioso and I think: ...
Now through Sunday (5/31-6/3) get a free tall drink when you buy any pack of Iced VIA!
Great place to go after busting my ass training everyone! Pay up Rach!
Denied Deserved Payment!
Went out to get some lasagna after slaving over goddamned charts for several hours, really looking forward to that awesome smelling bacon lasagna Mr. J cooked… …Only to find that there was no fucking lasagna. Only some crappy white chinese takeout from some shady Chinese restaurant here in the boonies. I work hard and this is what I get? FUCK!
Just let me sleep!
Don't you just love weekday mornings? The birds are singing, the bees are buzzing, the GODDAMNED alarm clock pounding at your ears until you smash it to pieces.
Fuck the morning.
Let me sleep five more goddamned minutes.
May 4-13 Frappuccino Happy Hour! 3-5 pm. Half-price Frappuccinos!
Fraps are okay, but come on... COFFEE. You better pay up soon, smurf. I busted my ass off to come help you.
Someone asked me how I KNOW how to insult people so well... And you know what? That's fucking sad.
People should KNOW I was born with the inborn talent to insult and charm the pants off others. It's my evil super power.
A Little Gratitude Wouldn't Hurt!
I sacrificed valuable school time to help goddamned Nude Infections, and what do I fucking get? Bitch, bitch, bitch, whine whine whine. Not that I don't find it AMUSING, but I'd like a bit of gratitude. At least I have that Santana girl to amuse me.
This'll be one kickass field trip.
I Deserve The Whole Coffee
I think we all know that I deserve the whole goddamned coffee and not just a pathetic half.
Everyone knows I'm fucking right. Quinn Fabgay wants R's midget self.