Little bit of the universe studying everything, making some attempts at writing, stargazing, brewing tea, reading, listening to sweet music, burning my tongue on coffee, cooking the World's Best Veggie Burgers, and just bein' a jumble of verbs.
"How strange it is to be anything at all."
"For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining is let it rain.”
— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Track: Old Yellow Bricks

Artist: Arctic Monkeys

Album: Favourite Worst Nightmare

Plays: 38,027


This summer is/was probably the best I’ve ever had and it feels like it’s so close to being over and I’m getting kind of sad about that

wow looking into grad schools and fellowships is awesome even with a massive hangover. there are so many opportunities out there— my advisor is amazing and all of the programs she sent me look wonderful! i cannot wait to start classes up in the fall either, ahh! even though molecular ecology got cancelled (which sucks because it was a grad class…), i’ll find another class to fill that gap. environmental ethics? wildlife ecology? advanced genetics? or research with the prof for the cancelled class? every other bio class in the world?

i miss being productive and having a schedule (working ~50-60 hours a week doesn’t count because i’m not contributing anything besides siding sample rings to the world). i feel lazy if i don’t have things planned for every hour of the day; that means i turn into a heavy, sad, and anxious boulder resting on the edge of a cliff. time to get this stone a-rollin’!

Another bad:
“Molecular Ecology has been cancelled for Winter 2015.”



say those three words and i’m yours

Let’s watch neon genesis evangelion