May 2013
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so that Stella coffee ad I did my visual argument paper on: got the A. actually, my english professor wrote “A+” which I don’t think is actually a thing in college but he wrote it anyways? but it’s awesome, because I sort of feel like it’s the best paper I’ve ever written? like I might be proud of it or something???
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then suddenly i remembered it could be worse,
oxfordcomatose:
i could be hopelessly in love with a woman for five years and throwing extravagant parties in hopes that she will show up. then in the process, get this close to her but my obsessions take over my charm and bam, i die in a pool
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what I love and hate about myself (mostly hate)
I’ve taken 2 showers this morning out of procrastination for writing this paper
I’ve made multipule trips to the kitchen for the same reason
I am so much more motivated to be productive about things I wouldn’t normally feel motivated to do when the alternative is writing a paper I don’t feel like writing (ie. cleaning my...
This paper is like pulling teeth.
Additionally, I shouldn’t have opened that new book this morning.
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feeling fairly body positive right now and it’s great.
headache finally went away.
finals this week but I’m not stressing too much.
camping and other fun summer adventures to be had soon.
motivated to use my camera again.
newfound cooking enthusiasm has brought on some awesome findings.
recent hangs with great people while doing fun things.
feeling more comfortable with myself...
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Hot lemon water instead of coffee this morning because I’m pretty sure my body is starting to fail me.
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“The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset...”
– Lost in Translation (via soaphie)
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we all want to be normal anyways. we all want to be somewhere else than where we live. but that’s not reality, it’s just point of view.
let’s not talk about the weather, whether or not there’s really rain the clouds—unless you just want to know if I feel the same as you. it’s more measuring up than just wasting time, but time is not on our...
skeptic-tank:
Conceptualizing organisms (including ourselves) as dynamic molecular systems rather than discrete objects “containing” some ethereal “life-force” is made difficult by our social conditioning (re: “souls,” etc). People seem to think that scrutiny of living systems, e.g. the reduction of an emotional reaction to its physiological components, somehow threatens the beauty of the...
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to coffee or not to coffee…
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there’s a home for you inside me, inside of me there is a fire inside my fire, there is more fire, and in that fire there is truth but we take our furnace-chests, and run em neck deep into that lake
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I said I wouldn’t take another photography class, but I think might take advanced this fall, just so I’m working with my camera regularly again. Plus the professor I had for I and II should be teaching fall semester, and I really enjoyed his critiquing. Plus plus, I’d have access to all the printing and lens/equipment rentals again.
On that note, I think I’m ready to put a...
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unironicgoth:
my favorite eye color is your eye color and my favorite height is your height and my favorite weight is your weight my favorite hands are your hands my favorite knees are your knees
“You are not separate from the whole. You are one with the sun, the earth, the...”
– Eckhart Tolle (via delicateswans)
lostasaheart asked: How do you survive the dread of never ever being certain of how life will end, of how the afterlife will be? Do you feel like you don't know what to do to guarantee safe passage after death? Do you even believe in that stuff? Or am I I the only one? (my stomach is aching and twisting and roiling and I have so many questions and life is overwhelming and is there even a point?)
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I feel like I have so much to offer
I could give and yield, shiploads
but fixed in this overhyped
self-obsessed place—
here I am.
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I feel so uncomfortable.
I’m not tired because of the coffee, but the house is quiet—no one to talk to.
I keep thinking about my french class happenings and I keep feeling sad.
I have a real want to go somewhere. I want to see new and grow my perceptions. Spend my mornings watching, my afternoons exploring, and my evenings conversing. Over romanticize everything (including this...
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