Just another college student born and raised in Brooklyn. A lover of coffee, tea, reading, Perks of Being a Wallflower, Doctor Who, Volkswagen buses and technical theatre with goals of traveling the world, educating children, opening a cafe, and penning a novel.
I hope you made it into the education program. The test is in about nine hours for me. I’m terrified. I couldn’t even write a two page paper I have due for lab in six hours. I stayed up too late after promising myself I wouldn’t do that tonight; and what’s worse is I have nothing to show for it. I have to wake up in four hours. The bags under my eyes grow with each passing day. I’m terrified of messing up. I want to teach kids; I can’t imagine myself in any other field. But if I mess this up I can’t do education until after grad school. And now I’m losing a lot of points for lab class. Don’t forget to wish me good luck; though only you know whether or not I need it.
2am on a big day past you
PS: If I manage to get accepted, at least this will be a great story.
and my U.S. History teacher was trying to get us to understand why it was such a big deal that England had put a tax on colonial sugar, and he goes,
"What if you had to pay a tax every time you logged onto wifi?"
And the whole class just went
and I heard at least two people whisper “I would murder someone”
I will keep reblogging this in the name of historical science
"why are these scientists talking about pluto when they should be curing ebola" because they’re astrophysicists not molecular engineers or infectious disease specialists you’re getting mad at the wrong people
*walks into Starbucks and violently shakes the barista* LOOK WHERE THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO GET A NEW BED FRAME THEN????
THIS ISN’T IKEA.
a student walking to the edge of the hogwarts lake and saying “hello giant squid” and the squid surfaces and says “YOU ARE THE FIRST STUDENT TO TALK TO ME IN SIXTY YEARS” so the student sits down on a rock on the shore and they talk about life
a few years later the student learns to cast a corporeal patronus and it’s a squid. obviously
Okay, I went there and there
And there and there
And there and there
But at least I didn’t leave the building.
I never do this.
My whole life is there.
I put my whole life inside you.
And yet, unlike the misplaced sweater and cup of coffee from earlier today,
I cannot find you.
And now I have to pay for losing you.
You had my key, my money, my photo.
And I can’t replace you without having you.
Wallet, how could you.