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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Hey guys. I’m Aaron. I’m 18 and an aspiring actor hoping one day to make it to Broadway. Enjoy the performance! =D</description><title>Aaron's Stage</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @weirdaar)</generator><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>The actor&amp;#8217;s job is not to judge the text, but to love it and live it no matter what.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The actor&amp;#8217;s job is not to judge the text, but to love it and live it no matter what.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/42835758054</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/42835758054</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2013 06:31:03 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>broadwaybrights:

I’m seeing this on Thursday
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6q0zbTh0s1r5fmlgo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6q0zbTh0s1r5fmlgo2_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://broadwaybrights.tumblr.com/post/42783253588/im-seeing-this-on-thursday"&gt;broadwaybrights&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I’m seeing this on Thursday&lt;/p&gt;
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lampsarepeopletoo:

quoting spongebob is the fastest way to my heart


WHAT?! WHAT...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://confusedjukebox.tumblr.com/post/41905052049"&gt;confusedjukebox&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lampsarepeopletoo.tumblr.com/post/41876000016/quoting-spongebob-is-the-fastest-way-to-my-heart"&gt;lampsarepeopletoo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;quoting spongebob is the fastest way to my heart&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/cd94c22dc40c9b6e0f4fb21f4b010406/tumblr_inline_mhgsowCpID1qz4rgp.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;WHAT?! WHAT DID HE SAY?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/42353694461</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/42353694461</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2013 09:34:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Tolerance</title><description>&lt;p&gt;People say that I can be a really nice person, even to people that some would not be so nice to. I guess in a way it&amp;#8217;s just me just wanting everyone to get along and feel included. I hate it when I know people aren&amp;#8217;t happy or feel neglected. But there are always some people and some situations where you just need tolerance. Like I can&amp;#8217;t be mean to people (or at least I try not to be) so I automatically deal with everyone even if I really don&amp;#8217;t want to. It&amp;#8217;s a curse and a blessing at the same time&amp;#8230;. On one hand I don&amp;#8217;t want to hurt this person&amp;#8217;s feeling by but the other they are so damn annoying. It can get frustrating. &lt;br/&gt;
Another form of this tolerance is this constant fear of inconveniencing  people. I honestly would rather be the inconvenienced one. It sucks though because then people walk all over me. The last one. I hate to disappoint people. People call me teachers pet and a suck up because I can&amp;#8217;t stand the idea of disappointing so I always have to impress. I&amp;#8217;m crazy like that. It&amp;#8217;s really bad&amp;#8230; Well this was not where I was going with this rant at all but it&amp;#8217;s nice so whatever.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/42337052435</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/42337052435</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2013 00:39:40 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>
katharinemcphee Are Karen and Ivy up to something again in...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/0b2bb2965d660188c6ce3f04491c224a/tumblr_mhl9igOr6b1qanvk5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://instagram.com/katharinemcphee"&gt;katharinemcphee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;small&gt;Are Karen and Ivy up to something again in Times Square?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I saw them there!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/42255765880</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/42255765880</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2013 00:18:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>A Whole New World</title><description>&lt;p&gt;As my first semester at AMDA comes to a close, I&amp;#8217;ve noticed how much my life has changed. I&amp;#8217;ve gone from a small town kid from nowhere, New Jersey to an actor in training that lives 23 blocks from Times Square. How mind boggling is that? My teachers have been on Broadway, National Tours, movies, some are currently directing shows and much more! I mean call me crazy but it doesn&amp;#8217;t get much better than that! Which is why I have to keep pushing myself and keep fighting for this dream. It isn&amp;#8217;t easy and I have only touched the surface! It&amp;#8217;s scary as hell but it&amp;#8217;s also so freaking exciting! I know I belong here. I just know it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/42102954762</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/42102954762</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2013 10:21:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>It's a Sign!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Lord, sometimes I feel like this is an actual thing. Seeing reoccurring &amp;#8220;signs&amp;#8221; that push me to keep going. And these trivial hints pop up everywhere and always come just when you lost the thrill of the last one. You are focusing on something completely different and then WHAM!!! It hits you. You see a picture, a word, a person. Usually these things are repetitive and because of that they are even more special. And they make you believe in something greater than yourself. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But through all this you wonder if this is just coincidence or your mind just wanting something so badly that it plays tricks on itself to get almost a hopefully high. That desire encompasses your being and forces you to believe. Then you look at the reality of the situation and you come to terms with it and you stop yourself from fighting a battle you can&amp;#8217;t win.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So you move on. Then two seconds later when you literally just forgot, WHAM! It&amp;#8217;s a sign!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/41860138891</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/41860138891</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2013 07:02:35 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>
Les Miserables according to Hugh Jackman and Anne...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/25f1ccb1d9e323dfa5cf560c1245396e/tumblr_mhbh0m502i1r2oa9ko1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/16dc1aa900ad2bd744990bf89ae427d6/tumblr_mhbh0m502i1r2oa9ko2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/8ce5a72e5334b8e7584b159f0ffee0c7/tumblr_mhbh0m502i1r2oa9ko3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/f66c23a6882e2b8180d109d7f0789c6d/tumblr_mhbh0m502i1r2oa9ko4_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/59cf10bb7c4dee540e9b81f3b1f0bd09/tumblr_mhbh0m502i1r2oa9ko5_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/ce38bb97ae5c017e70e954043bbf028a/tumblr_mhbh0m502i1r2oa9ko6_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Les Miserables according to Hugh Jackman and Anne Hathaway.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The best!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/41779443852</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/41779443852</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2013 07:10:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Actors are some of the most driven, courageous people on the face of the earth. They deal with more..."</title><description>““Actors are some of the most driven, courageous people on the face of the earth. They deal with more day-to-day rejection in one year than most people do in a lifetime. Every day, actors face the financial challenge of living a freelance lifestyle, the disrespect of people who think they should get real jobs, and their own fear that they’ll never work again. Every day, they have to ignore the possibility that the vision they have dedicated their lives to is a pipe dream. With every role, they stretch themselves, emotionally and physically, risking criticism and judgment.With every passing year, many of them watch as the other people their age achieve the predictable milestones of normal life - the car, the family, the house, the nest egg. Why? Because actors are willing to give their entire lives to a moment - to that line, that laugh, that gesture, or that interpretation that will stir the audience’s soul. Actors are beings who have tasted life’s nectar in that crystal moment when they poured out their creative spirit and touched another’s heart. In that instant, they were as close to magic, God, and perfection as anyone could ever be. And in their own hearts, they know that to dedicate oneself to that moment is worth a thousand lifetimes.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; David Ackert, LA Times (via &lt;a href="http://showtunesongstress.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;showtunesongstress&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/41779381803</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/41779381803</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2013 07:08:30 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2vc2ayF4m1qhtn3ko1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2vc2ayF4m1qhtn3ko2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2vc2ayF4m1qhtn3ko3_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/41779268983</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/41779268983</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2013 07:04:36 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I am trapped.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am not gay. I am straight. Just in case you didn&amp;#8217;t know I thought I&amp;#8217;d point you in the right direction because apparently my sexual orientation is more ambiguous than which came first the chicken or the egg. So why do I bring this up? Well, not only just because I am so sick and tired of telling people, but also because it is necessary for the rest of this rant. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Recently, I decided that I was tired of being so dang skinny and have been exercising to see if I could make my body look half decent. This is important to not only to look better but to have more confidence in myself, which of course I lack. Now because I am so skinny, I tone really easily so I am already starting to look pretty nice. Of course this is noticed by gay guys in my group at school and none of the girls. This is typical. Because the girls aren&amp;#8217;t looking. Why? Because they think I am GAY. Everyone has it set in their little minds that I am homosexual and I&amp;#8217;m not and I am sick of hearing it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;However, I don&amp;#8217;t mind the gay guys complimenting me and looking at me. Do you know why? Because they treat me like I am attractive and they make me feel like I am important and special. They know I am straight. Seem to be the only ones that do. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I feel so selfish to be writing this but today. something just hit me in just the right place to make me break. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the past I have been notorious for liking multiple people at once and I could never wrap my head around why. But now I get it. It&amp;#8217;s because I know that probably none of them like me because A. I am not attractive enough for them B. They see me as a brother C. They think I am gay. It&amp;#8217;s always the same. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I thought that this problem would stop in college but it doesn&amp;#8217;t. Same thing. People are still people. I am still me. They are still themselves. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The thing that sucks is I know as soon as an opportunity arises, I&amp;#8217;ll fail. I already know this. Why? Because I am predictable. I always do. I am trapped and I can&amp;#8217;t get out. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/40223415010</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/40223415010</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2013 21:37:09 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m50wy87QFU1qzjfuko1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/39720760672</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/39720760672</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2013 00:10:04 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Not if it’s Sondheim! That shit’s hard as hell to...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/4922b2f69aea80e8426d06e58b62dc0d/tumblr_mg4aghCTXb1qiaqpmo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not if it’s Sondheim! That shit’s hard as hell to memorize! And here’s the kicker: it is a test for me! #musicaltheatremajor&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/39720672548</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/39720672548</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2013 00:08:58 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/8911b96af900b66faca4de9f39d0e5d6/tumblr_mg4anxb7Wg1qiaqpmo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/39720139443</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/39720139443</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2013 00:02:22 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Stop Thinking!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Can&amp;#8217;t remember the last time I was on tumblr and it&amp;#8217;s ironic for a reason I don&amp;#8217;t wish to explain. Anyways on with my rant!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Have you ever just seen someone and literally just freeze in place, stunned by everything about them? You feel that cheesy, fuzzy feeling inside and you feel like you are on top of the world. And sure this isn&amp;#8217;t the first time you have felt like this and probably won&amp;#8217;t be the last time, but all the same you feel so special in the moment. This is usually a first exchange with a person or maybe just this time when you see them you are just smacked in the face with just how perfect they are. Just that split second of an uninterrupted glance into that person&amp;#8217;s eyes is just enough to blow your mind. And of coarse after that moment you want more! You crave for that eye contact, that moment of bliss! So the gears in your head start moving and you ponder of how can I get this person to notice me? Well lucky for you you have something very close in common with this person and you are like &amp;#8220;what are the odds?!&amp;#8221; And this encourages you to try harder because you think that this ensures that something will happen. So you hang out in a group with this person and you have fun with everyone but secretly your actual mission is to get to know this person as much as you can. After awhile however, doubt creeps in and says &amp;#8220;You don&amp;#8217;t stand a chance. There&amp;#8217;s no way!&amp;#8221; But you still hope! You imagine what it would be like to be with this person and you are so happy in your mind and then you snap back to reality and realize that you are the biggest idiot in the world. And thus you disconnect. So you go on with your life as normally as you can, but every so often you can&amp;#8217;t help but wonder. Then you think of all the reasons why it would never happen and you wonder if that person ever does the same thing. So then you write a stupid tumblr rant and you wonder if they ever do the same. And as the rant comes to a close, you wonder if when you post it if that person will see it. And if they do, will they figure it out that you are talking about them and then through a lot of awkward texts and fun conversations you get reconnected and who knows maybe at first you&amp;#8217;re friends and then later down the road they reveal that they knew all along and then you blush. but then they says something really corny but perfect and you both embrace knowing that this is just the beginning! Or they will see this rant, maybe even like it, and then pass by it without the thought that this could be a liaison to a great opportunity of silly conversations that last all night and memories that will last a lifetime. Maybe, maybe I should just stop thinking.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/39452494259</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/39452494259</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2013 00:56:52 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>So ready for AMDA!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9bsu3cGE11roqqhao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;So ready for AMDA!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/30187601341</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/30187601341</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2012 00:52:31 -0400</pubDate><category>amda</category><category>new york city</category><category>excited</category></item><item><title>Can’t wait!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9ad53zgUI1roqqhao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can’t wait!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/30137380124</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/30137380124</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2012 13:41:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m76fdgq80k1roqqhao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/27225985835</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/27225985835</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jul 2012 20:44:04 -0400</pubDate><category>lol</category><category>funny</category><category>riddles</category><category>stupid</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m74cqmrWQs1roqqhao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/27149345276</link><guid>http://weirdaar.tumblr.com/post/27149345276</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2012 17:51:58 -0400</pubDate><category>day by day</category><category>godspell</category><category>sheet music</category><category>notes</category></item></channel></rss>
