Mystudyroom:

mystudyroom:

I’m sure most people on Earth are, if God isn’t.

Reblog if you see it.

I love my physics teacher.

See, this is what Johnson does to curve our grades. Please note that we didn't actually have a final, and "Hydrodynamic Projectile Motion Investigation" was us launching water balloons at each other.

On Jet Plane

GODDAMNIT FACEBOOK FRIENDS. LEAVING ON A PLANE IS NOT ENOUGH TO JUSTIFY QUOTING THOSE LYRICS.

[/end pctyd elitism]

On Portland

I am back from Portlandia, again.

Two things to know about Portland:

Portland is a beautiful city. Really.

Portland is just about as deathly full of hipsters as you're probably imagining. The only way to tell the artistically impoverished from the actual homeless is their iPhones.

Also, they sell shirts that say "Recycle or I'll kick your ass. Love, Portland." That's a thing.

People also should shut the fuck up about Seattle. We're the city that's too nice for it's own good? Portland cars stop for you when there's no crosswalk. I passed no less than three people on street corners with free hug signs. Everything in Portland that isn't a bar closes at 9. If Portland was an elementary school student it would be that girl who's really nice but not the brightest, with large metal headgear who offers to help the teacher with everything. Detroit would use her as a bankroll.

[Also, I feel a little ridiculous, sitting on tumblr on a mac looking at my cheap wayfarer knockoffs and writing about another one night trip to Portland. PRETENSION YES.]

EE CUMMINGS YES

this is probably my all-time favorite poem