I wake up. I don't want to be awake. I lie in bed and wish I could stay there forever. I think about my classes. we never do anything of value in my 10am, I spend the whole hour playing 2048 on my computer. and everything we go over in my 9am is online. I could just skip them both and only have to go to my 1pm today before having the weekend to relax.

but I have inner strength. I know that if I skip my classes this morning--this perfect crisp fall weather morning that I've been waiting for--if I stay in bed today, my will would crumble. I would never be able to rouse myself to get up and go to my morning classes again.

so I drag myself out of bed, I get dressed and brush my teeth, I even put on makeup, because I am unstoppable and I can suffer today so my strength is only fortified for the challenges that I will face as the semester advances forth. I journey twenty minutes to the opposite edge of campus, the sun searing my irises, the humidity making even this 52° morning uncomfortably thick and soupy. and I walk triumphantly into the building, having garnered the courage to overcome the many trials thrown at me.

and the paper sign on the door to the classroom tells me that my 9am is cancelled

it's a similar morning.

only a few hours to go before the official start of fall break. I have three classes today, one is cancelled by the time I wake up.

my alarm doesn't go off. odd. but I still wake up right when I need to be awake to make it to my first and only two classes at 9 and 10. but why should I leave the comfort of my bed and the loving embrace of my plushes? there's nothing I'll get by going to class that I can't get from perusing the content online later. why not get an early start to my break?

but I know. I know if I don't go to class, I'll never have the strength to get up and go again. and so I rise, checking my email and online class forum to ensure it isn't cancelled, and I go.

I get to class. less than half of the students are here. we all slump in our seats like the under-caffeinated prisoners to our loan providers that we are.

my professor walks in. he sets a sheet of paper down in the front of the room.

"everyone come write your name on this paper. you all get extra credit for being here."

vindication.

Are you thinking what these thinkies are thinking? 

Try Woo to find out.

gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering “is there anybody out there” and hoping and guessing and imagining

because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe

and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us— we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we’d never get to meet them

and then

we built robots?

and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own image

and maybe in a hundred years we won’t be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and we’ll all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we won’t be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we’re people, too! you’re not alone any more!, maybe we’ll be gone

but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like?

the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer; they called us spirit. they must have thought that was important.

and they told us to tell you hello.

Reblogging again because I just love this

every so often i will come across a macklemore lyric that just… catches me so fucking off guard

throw back to this absolute gem. first lyric of the song.

I JUST HAD MY FIRST COLLEGE THEATRE AUDITION AND I GOT CALLED BACK FOR BOTH SHOWS DESPITE BEING A FRESHMAN AND BOTH SHOWS HAVING A COMBINED CAST OF MAYBE 20 ROLES??? I AM ON TOP OF THE WORLD RN HOMIES

I AM OFFICIALLY CAST AS LEANNE IN PUFFS!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

the 17 y/o with 18+ dni in their bio and the 18 y/o with minors dni in their bio when their teacher puts them on the same group project

ANTI-HERO (2022) dir. Taylor Swift

terra week day 2: youth

Axel my beloved

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oh look, someone has already tried to proposition Noel, 10 mins into the bakeoff season. that's what he gets for gothin about the tent