Tired. Tired of the redundancies and pseudo-knowledge-regurgitation that is college. Your life-philosophies are not original - they have grown old. WAKE UP YOUR BRAIN - think for yourself. Overused, elevated vocabulary word of the day: Paternalistic* *Used numerous times, by one individual, to describe (in the most simplistic sense) colonizers of Congo, United States’ government, all...
je ne suis pas un enfant mais...
Alouette, gentille Alouette, Alouette, je te plumerai. Je te plumerai le bec, Je te plumerai le bec, Et le bec, et le bec, Alouette, Alouette!
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British Cinema At Its Finest
Chaos is a friend of mine.– Dylan
Professor Michael Taugher Adage:
“All lakes die. ALL lakes die, eventually.” The body of water you floated upon belly-up, in time, will give into the unnatural capillary action. After its remaining drops are soaked-up into the atmosphere, left behind will be mere remnants of its once capacity and great depth. Ah, is this not true for all lake-like things or experiences? Once, so grand! So dependent and ever-giving!...
What kind of fuckery are we?
Limbo (which is the only word capable of describing the current state of my life) is hitting quite hard today. I have so, very much to give. Yet, not an outlet, in its singularity, avails itself. In the fall months, life will begin. I will be reborn and able to embark on my future. Truly, it could not come soon enough. Let the downpour of opportunity wash-out days such as today!
I have no interest in the present. Take me back to a past time or volt me into the future I am destined to carry-out.
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I should probably tone down the ‘pro-communism’ talk in public…as if that would ever be carried out! Sorry, ha. Let’s just say if the MAN ever pursued another red-witch hunt, I would top the perpetrator’s list. Honestly, what can I do? I have a very, very strong throat chakra…
What's on my mind...
Global and International Studies // Women, Culture, and Development
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Stuck; a selfish, materialistic limbo
Why must I be so selfish. I want to gather full-armedly my intrigues, dreams, and material likings; burying them deep within the layers of my mind. Shallow. How can I feel, truly, these as adequate measures or indications of my comprise? Though, I seem to. I have accomplished nothing thus far, perhaps it’s normal. No action, really, to announce my ‘shinning character.’ No...
I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even...– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via thuntress)
nelliebird: really bums me out that we are supposed to be best friends and it’s this weird superficial hi/bye bullshit.pretty sure you don’t really know anything about me anymore and I don’t know about you because you won’t give me the time of day. going from friends to strangers with so many peeps makes my heart hurt :( I need a vacation. yup
that you will be one of the greats.
Don’t you see? It’s just not possible for one person to watch over another...– Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami
Straight slumm’n - 90’s movies and ice cream in bed.
Circles, circles. We all move in circles.
I’ve traveled the world, seen/experienced each country’s offerings. Well, only within my thoughts - they feel so real. As if I lived there, for a short while; yet enough to soak-up the learned behaviors practiced by the nation’s citizens..Excuse me as I fly to Togo..
What I Crave
33. Caribbean Histories, Cultures and Societies. Though known to persons from the United States primarily as sites of recreational tourism (“sun, surf and sex”), the islands of the Caribbean are sites of daily work and life for some 36 million persons. This course examines the cultures, societies and histories of the Caribbean, focusing primarily on the English and French speaking...
Semester is over, meaning I can breathe yet again. Books, books, books on my mind; it is as if they have turned spine-up and began to flap their book-cover-wings to fly, circling around my living quarters. Haruki, love we meet again. School has endlessly filled my thoughts since..August? Where will I be when the fall season breezes in? Who knows. I sure do not. Travels may arise this summer, and...
Heading south the clouds look like upward facing hands endlessly reaching east
If you’re twenty-two, physically fit, hungry to learn and be better, I urge you...– Anthony Bourdain (via lethalforthecity)
eatin’ instant kimchi soup and thinking about visiting my korean lady love in san fran this weekend
Crossroad Demo, Uke, Esc-nicity
Rounding the corner this morning a woman loaded, over-flowingly with papers and briefcase-sort baggage stood staring. She cocked her head slightly, this caught my attention, curiously I looked beyond her, where both our sets of eyes watched a building overdue of demolition begin to crumble. The yellow tractor’s reaching arm tore through the building’s roof. As the dust rose the woman...
dreamin’ away. Thoughts of Chile and Argentina float freely through my brain, making it quite impossible to focus on anything but.
Legitimacy of Ebonics and the African-American Person; do yo research fool