My parents are having a serious discussion about my younger sister getting a lacrosse scholarship while i (the daughter that actually should be concerned about college) flops around on the floor in front of them, trying to figure out what it feels like to be a lobster.
study-udy-udy for finals.
(via elilizzybeth)
movie marathon with myself and a panini. should be studying for finals. def not gunna happen.
What an astonishing thing a book is. It’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic.
(via pantsareunwelcome)
