Winter in Delhi.
Winter in Delhi.
Ok so I have two great Dark Academia playlist on Spotify :3
So I found these a while back and have been listen to them, they aren’t mine but they are so good I just wanted to share them (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ
If you have another others feel free to add them I can always use some good music (~˘▾˘)~
Barcelona Cathedral, Spain
29.01 / got myself a bunch of posters
I headcanon that richard papen listens to twenty one pilots and unironically thinks they’re the best band in the world
I don’t get why people are mean about rereading books because like…. there’s nothing better than finding a book you love and getting to know the plot and characters so intimately its like the back of your hand. Every few pages finding something you’d completely forgotten about which resonates with you so much. Being able to flip through and look at sentences highlighted in different colours, annotations with different pens, crossings outs and extra links and the feeling that this book is one of the things you love most in the world !!
I keep buying new books, probably to distract me from having to think about my postgrad applications.
Does anyone know some mad poetry? Like I mean absolutely looney or just plain soul crushing or fantastically inspiring? I want to curl my toes because of the risks the poet takes and feel my head spin from strangely beautiful analogies. Please recommend anything. Tumblrs, books, specific poems or poets, Instagrams. Literally anything!! I want to compile huge list.
all our petty apologies got lost
in a time i was not able to find
so our eyes will not meet again
but out hearts are already trapped
A little microbio inspiration. Writing things out on whiteboards over and over is one of the best ways for me to memorize disease pathogenesis. Not to mention— pretty colors.
Pantone Color of the Year spread! Classic Blue + a lil yellow. The color somehow instantly reminded me of Coraline and these pages are the result of it. ☀🌊🧥✨
Intentionally messy and scrappy but a lot of fun! - trying to capture the feelings of a happy sad mess~~ the last few days of January.
“I’m afraid no matter what I do, depression will always be a part of me. The itch I can’t scratch. The shadow that follows. In the midst of it, when the shadow looms near, it is then that I realize the things I cherish most. At my most treacherous depths, they can be found. Waiting to surface for when I need them most. Things so small, so simple. The Spanish moss hanging from a tree in the forest, soft lapping of waves against the shore, the first bite of a perfectly ripe fruit. These small things, are what fetch me from my depths. For them, I am thankful.”
- A Big Thanks to the Small Things
Today, class went so well! I started reading Jeanette Winterson’s Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit up to page 119 and I wrote a little, just for the pleasure of storytelling.
I’m nervous for tomorrow, since I’ll be presenting my King Lear lines, but I’m feeling 100% more confident than I did 5 days ago! And I still know my entire text by heart, it should go well.
Days of productivity: 6/100
It’s Tuesday and I’ve been so productive this week! My planner is key. Do your homework night of. Talk to your teachers when you have questions, take notes, and go to class. It sounds simple, but these things will get you good grades!!
Take shower. Self care. Set boundaries (have a stopping point. I stop my homework at 10:00pm every night.) take a walk. Read a book, get up and stretch. But don’t take so long god a break that it becomes procrastination!!
Via della Croce, Terricciola, Pisa, Italy - Sara Castriota Scanderbeg
If dynamite no longer sounds,
and I, upon a moonlit stage,
speak softly, speak loudly,
why can’t you hear a thing?
Do not recall what I smiled for,
if it’s to be pushed aside in vain;
but why do your lips unfreeze
when I no longer speak?
Sweetly did I sing to you
(if only you remembered),
for you to drift away at sea
and forget the Siren’s song.
Those falling tears never daunted me
in the silent, burning rain;
a most familiar face before you
whose name you can’t remember.
1.28.20 starting Moby Dick this week! And one of my coworkers just got a new job so were baking! Hes like a brother to me, and he loves my pumpkin bars, so we’re in pumpkin city before hitting homework village 🎪🎟