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Drink With Me, Lemon.

Lauren. 23. Full-Time I/O Psychology Graduate Student. Part-Time Writer/Editor. Ever-Constant Dreamer.

Est. January 2010

Ordering Skyline

  • Everyone Else:I'll just have two cheese coneys, please.
  • Me:*looks around nervously*
  • Me:(aloud) I'll also just have two cheese coneys...(under breath) even though I could definitely put away THREE.

I’m starting to feel that within the next couple of weeks, I’ll find myself constantly buried in homework and not getting the full 7-8 hours of sleep my body’s become accustomed to over this past year or so, and I know that this is part of the gig but man alive, I’m not sure I’m ready for that again.

Jukebox the Ghost - Somebody

This song/video is doing wonders for me on this sleepy, rainy, dreary Tuesday morning.

There’s a part of me that’s like, “Okay, I’ll do this for two years and hopefully I’ll survive and pick up my MA, but then what am I going to do after that? What’s the plan after the current plan?” And it worries me to not have an answer, because I’ve always had an answer.

"What am I going to do after high school? Go to college - duh."
"What am I going to do after college? Go to graduate school so I can better utilize my degree - duh."
"What am I going to do after graduate school? Go to work? But where? Maybe get my PhD? But where? And when? And do I legitimately want that? Where will I live? Where will be my source of income?"

But this is life. As we get older, those answers to the “what’s next” questions aren’t going to seem so apparent and easily obtainable, and we’re all going to have to deal with The Unknown. And I need to become more comfortable with that.

I might not be this amped and pleased at the end of every week to come, but overall I’m very happy with how this week went. Here’s to the next two years! It’s going to be one heck of an adventure.

I might not be this amped and pleased at the end of every week to come, but overall I’m very happy with how this week went. Here’s to the next two years! It’s going to be one heck of an adventure.

"It’s not a big deal that you gained weight. Honestly, in the big picture, who cares? Did you live life the way you wanted to? Did you have fun? Did you find people you love? Did you learn lots of interesting things? That’s probably what you’re gonna care about when you’re at your death bed, not about the fact that you “gained weight” when you were 21."

-My 18 year old brother, when i was freaking out about my recovery weight gain.  (via thephilyptian)

(via femaleflaneur)

heymikewaskom said: no one in the job market offering jobs gives a shit about gpas

See, and I know that, and they’ve reiterated that, but it’s a bit of a mindfuck to go from having everyone tell you something like, “GradesgradesGRADESgpaGPAGPAitallmattersdon’tfuckitup” for years, to people saying, “Look, try to chill, it’s not that important.”

Rewire all the brains!

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