Screaming Into The Tumblr Void - Tumblr Posts
IT'S THE FINALS COUNTDOWN
*cries in F sharp minor*
Okay, but seriously, I'm freaking out. You know what I do when I freak out? I rant. I rant and ramble. So I'm going to do that now.
Let's break it down by day.
LAST THURSDAY
Introduction to Beekeeping
We didn't even have a final. It was just our last class period together. Our professor was like, "So, do we all agree that this will be our final?" And we all went along with it. We were just putting supers on the hives. I didn't even have to stay the whole time. I caught a bad cold last week, and I guess I was looking kind of rough that morning, so my professor just sent me back to my room. He even gave me credit for just showing up and said I could visit with the bees any time. He's really nice. I hope I run into him again. :)
YESTERDAY
The Battle for Public Memory
Awful garbage that I just finished 20 minutes ago. At least it's over, but still. Page length requirements are stupid and kill creativity. (And I'm lazy, but shhhh...)
Linear Algebra
I'm just going to take an incomplete and do the final at the beginning of next semester. My professor gave me the option since I've been in such awful condition, and it seems like the best way to preserve my sanity.
TODAY
Introduction to Psychology
Easy, just as predicted. I got through the whole test in less than 45 minutes. If only everything else could go that smoothly.
TOMORROW
Electromagnetic Theory
Could go either way. I'm garbage at questions about electric fields, but I've done well with magnetic fields. The conceptual questions aren't too bad, either, and the rudimentary vector math from Chapter 1 is basically free. I also have to write a short report (~1 page) on an everyday object in my life and apply the class to how it works, but I think I can do it.
Honors Research/soon to be Capstone (because there's no way in the multiverse I'm staying in the honors program after this semester)
More writing. Let it end. I have half of it done already (I need ~4 pages total), but still. Haven't I written enough...? T^T
And THEN I get to go home.
If I don't just keel over and die.
Save me.
GUYS . GUYSGUYSGUYS
EEEEE ITS HERE !!!!!
I have been obsessed with the "Remedyverse" since Max Payne 2. My obsession has only curved upwards exponentially over time and now I find myself halfway through Alan Wake II and I feel like all my hyperfixations have come home to roost.
How am I supposed to return to my successful career, or hold a conversation with anyone who does not know that it's not a lake, but an ocean? Should I carry charts and graphs with me to explain shoeboxes?
And then there's the new music from [REDACTED]!
I'm dying over here.
"Where does all this indescribable yearning come from?" I asked myself last New Year's Eve as I idly sipped on my champagne. Alone.
"Oh darling, it only gets better with time," I reply this year, unfazed, feeling as if I could nearly burst from how empty I feel inside.
Have I failed yet another test by two God damn points ? Yep.
Am I again one step away from failing med school? Of course.
Am I again at the verge of throwing myself off a cliff? Definitely.
If me and my father having matching Apple Watch faces isn’t goals, I don’t know what is
It is so comforting that nothing moves and screams on my tumblr home page. To think that I can open a social media app without having to listen to the content, just words and pretty pictures
Please don’t tell me, that me walking by a mirror and doing one of those ‘forced yet trying to be encouraging’ smiles to my reflection, is and adult thing
The fact that Harry turns twenty-nine today, only reminds me that I’ll be twenty-two in a month, and honestly, I don’t know how to feel about that
Sadly, my break is over and I’m going back to uni tomorrow, which means I’ll be playing my favourite game again - ‘did I manage to book a forward-facing seat’
How is that every time I travel by train I try to choose a seat that faces the direction of travel, and yet I always manage to book the opposite one – facing backwards
I’m very sick rn, uni’s shit because I’m sick, I’ve just had a full on mental breakdown triggered by my fast approaching 22th birthday (it’s tomorrow).
But, I have bought a cinema ticket to see All Of Those Voices next Wednesday. There was one last seat perfectly in the middle of a row waiting for me. So I feel a little better now :’)
“Exegi monumentum” in a form of poorly written smut
Me to myself: I’m going to be a doctor :33
Also me the other 90% of the time: I fcking hate this, what am I even doing??!
Finals are coming yaaay 😖
Me to myself: I’m going to be a doctor :33
Also me the other 90% of the time: I fcking hate this, what am I even doing??!
Every time I put on a sheet mask, I feel like I’m in that one scene in American Psycho
I’ve bought tickets to Louis’ concert in September. I can’t even jdijsskksckdksksjaaaaaaaaaa
the sexual tension between me and a task that takes 15 minutes but which I’ve been procrastinating on for 15 days
I just love being at the ripe age of 23.
Most people I know are getting engaged in Paris and going on all these fancy trips and dates and stuff.
Meanwhile, I’m just glad that I managed to finish another semester of med school, and my idea of fun is going back to my hometown and chilling with my parents and my cat.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m having a great time.
But every now and then I get reminded how different the lives of the people I study with are from my own. And I just can’t help but wonder—Is the grass really greener on the other side?
I still don’t understand the concept of Queue on Tumblr.
Yes, if I’m on here I will repost many things in a short period of time, yes, I will spam, and if I’m busy with real life I won’t, couldn’t be bothered.
If I’m dead inside so will be my Tumblr.
We are one after all.