cheers to friday night studying

cheers to friday night studying

2 months ago
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scary enough? 
happy halloween!

scary enough? 

happy halloween!

3 months ago
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life:

They’re just at the start of their careers, but these young actresses are already among the most-watched stars on the red carpet…
Here, a look at 14 actresses known for pushing the fashion envelope — starting with the ever-so-lovely Emma Watson.

don’t even try emma watson — this haircut looked much better on my mother. (not that yours isn’t great).

life:

They’re just at the start of their careers, but these young actresses are already among the most-watched stars on the red carpet…

Here, a look at 14 actresses known for pushing the fashion envelope — starting with the ever-so-lovely Emma Watson.

don’t even try emma watson — this haircut looked much better on my mother. (not that yours isn’t great).

3 months ago
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“You have to stroll the streets of Paris at night with your lover, go to Montmartre, walk along the Seine, eat soup in a bistro,” she said. “Then you go to Deauville and walk along the sea and eat shrimps until 4 a.m. And when your husband calls you, you say, ‘But, no! You’re just imagining that you hear the sound of waves in the background.’ ”

“What has the actual lapse of time got to do with it? It is only shallow people who require years to get rid of an emotion. A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure. I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.”

- Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde

2 months ago
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hi tumblr

miss me? want to know about my life? maybe i’ll tell you a story tomorrow.

3 months ago
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i’m a little obsessed

with vero moda right now

6 months ago
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chapter 11 — summer lull-drift

I’m off to Shanghai in — I was going to write a couple weeks, but that would clearly be incorrect — in three days. I am awaiting this with much excitement because I have many plans.

These past two-ish years, I have been conditioning myself to stop feeling. This happened one day via text message when my friend informed me how easy it is to be autonomous if you live without love. I believed him because it seemed rational. I decided to cut off all circulation of feeling to my brain. Thus, my emotional level nowadays is that of a robot. I do very similar things every day without concern for their meaning. I have become numb to life; it is rare that I wake up and everything is not in a haze.

I have also realized that I have no ambition because I have been so used to getting by on pure luck. Somehow, I drift by very easily. The result of drifting is that I don’t have goals — for some reason, my only wish is to live comfortably and not be concerned with anything. I suppose this also stems from my general lack of feeling.

This summer in Shanghai, I would like to change. I want to open up my heart. I don’t want to be cold and heartless. I want to have many adventures, meet many new people, and experience a new culture. This is opportunity. If I don’t seize it now…what a waste! 

Along with that, I would like to find what it is I would like to be doing in the future. I don’t expect to come back from the summer knowing precisely what kind of career I want. But I do expect to be closer to realizing what my goals for myself and for my future are.

This sounds like a lot of white-person-discovers-oneself bs — and maybe it is. But it’s also something I have been rejecting for way too long. It’s time to embrace (my white ancestry?) the world and all that is in it, instead of scowling, arms crossed.

And so, I am very excited to go to China. I hope to have many adventures. I hope to fall in love. I hope to discover a new culture. I hope to take chances and do one thing every day which scares me. 

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Today, on a trip to Walden Pond, I took another route into the woods, up a tall hill. At the top of the hill was another smaller hill. I climbed that as well. It was very hot. The whole area was covered in tall grass and weeds and the sun beat very heavily on the not wooded space. On top of the smaller hill was a well. It reminded me very much of Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, though I really hope my life won’t turn into a Murakami novel anytime soon. 

8 months ago
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brb bawling my eyes out

8 months ago
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