May 2012
442 posts
I just took an hour break from studying
to go on a walk in the rain. I’m now soaking wet, back in the dreary dungeon of Andrews library, trying to finish this French presentation.
Je ne veux pas le faire.
April 2012
221 posts
“Some people are born to make great art and others are born to appreciate it. Don’t you think? It is a kind of talent in itself, to be an audience, whether you are the spectator in the gallery or you are listening to the voice of the world’s greatest soprano. Not everyone can be the artist. There have to be those who witness the art, who love and appreciate what they have been privileged to see.”
—Ann Patchett | Bel Canto (via blogut)
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Let’s examine this:
Miss is a word for a woman that has not been married.
Mrs. is an abbreviation of the word Mistress, used as a title for a woman that is married or widowed.
Ms. is a title used for a woman whose marital status is unknown or irrelevant (as in business).
The letters Ms. are not an abbreviation of a word, they are an amalgamation drawn from the letters of Miss and Mrs.
On the other hand, a man is just a mister (Mr.)
You see men don’t have to determine their sexual availability like women.
” —Laila Alsabahi
(It pisses me off endlessly when this is a required box I have to check when filling out things like job applications.)
Tomorrow, things will finally go back to normal.
I hope.
I have to stop being such a fat ass.
Tomorrow, I won’t sleep all day, I’ll eat a healthy amount of food, I’ll work my ass off in the gym, and I’ll be a productive mother fucker. I’m so sick of being lazy.
When I've been drinking at the bar for a while, and I get up to hug my friend hello
