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.""
"that boy is really cute" "wait cara arent you a lesbian how can you tell" you know what. youre right. i forgot to put on my HomoSpecs™, which allow me to view all men as grayish blurry blobs. Is that jeremy?? i can’t even tell now that i’m wearing my HomoSpecs™. all men look like the same unattractive indistinguishable gray haze to me because i am homosexual
We’re having pizza for dinner, is that ok?