I once had a garden filled with flowers that grew only on dark thoughts but they need constant attention & one day I decided I had better things to do.
First official trip to the famous Hungarian Pasty Shop on 111th to commemorate the beginning of book workshop week aka the week we all might die from lack of sleep and over-stress. It’s like the week before comps all over again! Except more fun and without grades and I hopefully find a job at the end.
this is a dress-up box for the future & it’s filled with stuff like courage & love & play because they’re the only things that are any use at all when you get right down to it.
Lately social media has been giving me anxiety so naturally I started a 1150 page book to start filling up the odd moments between lectures after meals before bed where a phone would normally suffice. Note: the phone was lighter.
Student at Columbia University carrying books, New York, 1948. Photograph by Stanley Kubrick for Look Magazine.
First major CPC assignment is done and even though it’s one of the lesser ones of the dozens that are left in the next 5 weeks (1 week down, ah!) I am letting myself be proud and relieved. As a reward: free reading on the lawn between the two libraries in the comfortingly warm summer sun.
Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via perfect)
My idols aka I can’t even dance this well now…
New York Forever
Current state of emotions on move-in day: Excited, nervous, freaking out but also calm. I’m pretty sure after tomorrow at 9 am (8 am? When do workshops even start? What is my schedule? Where am I living? All questions that would be nice to have answered before I arrived on campus) I will be without a life for the next 6 weeks. Well, as declared our high school French books: Allez-viens!
Belated Mother’s Day Dinner Menu (aka my IOU mother’s day present that I included in the card I sent to mom from school that she repeatedly reminded me to follow through on until I sat down to plan the meal yesterday morning):
Having faux-mother’s & father’s day so close together is stressful because tomorrow it’s time to wake up early and start all over, brunch-style…It’s hard to be the good child sometimes.