a-random-fandom-friend:

epicene-street-light:

wholesome student life things that we should collectively start romancizing

  • waking up and being genuinely thrilled to go to class because today is THAT CLASS you love so much you’d like it to never end
  • coffee breaks with friends, chatting and joking about this particularly hard essay and the prof’s mannerism
  • coffee breaks on your own, as you absent-mindedly watch the people around you, while thinking about what you’re working on
  • finding this book you’ve been dying to read for so long, and borrowing it from the library
  • the feeling of excitement that goes through you whenever you remember The Book is in your backpack
  • understanding everything during demanding classes and being genuinely interested in the subject
  • buying a New Special Pen and taking colorful notes that look super pretty
  • not being able to shut up about your school projects (no your friends dont really care about the intricate details of what you’re working on, they don’t even have the same major as you, but they’re happy to hear you rant with such a burning passion)
  • actually doing the extra reading and having your curiosity so piqued by what you’re reading that you go on and on and suddenly its 1am and what happened
  • printing the project you’ve spent so much time and energy on and feeling the paper’s warmth
  • actually submitting that project without feeling awful about it because you know you did your best and aren’t responsible for what happens next
  • when you finally finish this Super Hard And Important Essay at like 3am, open the window and feel the cold night air on your burning cheeks and everything is dark and quiet and you can see the moon and you’re at peace with everything for a few minutes
  • when this professor you admire says you did a great job and/or that you’re talented!!!!
  • realizing two concepts that seemed so far away from each other and that you discovered in wildly different contexts are actually interlinked, then Realizing™ things and linking concepts/works/articles to each other at the speed of light & being super excited about it
  • being so deeply immersed in your work that you didn’t realize two hours have passed
  • finding the Perfect Spot at the library
  • that Pure Joy moment when you FINALLY understand that super obscure sentence/text
  • when you feel anxious because you’re not done with your homework & the deadline is super tight & your friend tells you they aren’t done yet either
  • same but with an even more intense relief feeling when you realize you both haven’t even started yet
  • when the professor starts a new reasoning and you can predict what the next idea/the final conclusion will be
  • when the professor mention your favorite novel/author/fictional character in class and you feel like your internal screech of joy could shatter glass
  • the Academic Salt™ that has you like 👀👀
  • when the professor tears apart an author or scholar you hate and you’re like YES I WANT BLOOD GIVE ME BLOOD
  • when you learn that Cool New Fact that makes you reconsider your whole life
  • leaving the library after a long productive day and feeling like nothing is real but experiencing everything more intensely
  • leaving the library at night after a long study session and everybody has left already and its just you and the long neon-lit corridors then stepping outside and smelling the crisp night wind

feel free to add your own!!!

  • when you learned a thing that interessted you and two days later someone completly unrelated to your work will say “hey i wonder how this works?” and you’re so excited to explain it because you KNOW THAT
  • when you’re anxious af for a class and the professor is actually super friendly and you feel confident enough to ask questions
  • and suddently thank to this one professor EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE
  • understanding that One Difficult Point and suddently you feel like you UNDERSTAND THE FABRIC OF THE UNIVERSE
  • sometimes you can feel like you have too much in your bag but then one friend has a problem and they are pleasently surprised when you have Just The Right Thing
  • Running half the campus because you’re so excited to see your friend and to eat with them !!!!!!!!

A Dyke / Herself?

epicene-writings:

Wearing cologne as a spittle

She cannot dissolve

Into the milky night –

(Lit eyes, chapped lips

Or, maybe

Gentle lips and torn eyes?)

;

She roams her way into

The night, the night

That cannot – that, she knows –

Hide from herself

Her hideousness – 

;

But she’s there, still

Moving silently

Towards monsters…

And the sighing night

Grows apart, em-

Bracing her, as she’s moving

Still, towards –

Herself.

maltedmilkchocolate:

Time blindness is the weirdest aspect of executive dysfunction and so weird as an experience to live with.

It’s like you see the clock, the clock says 3pm, you look at the clock again and it’s 3:02, then 3:05, and then you look again and it’s 8pm and WHAT THE FUCK.

You don’t even need hyperfocus. But hyperfocus is like the Warp Speed:tm: version cause when that hits, it’s 3pm and then it’s the next day and why is the sun rising and when did i last eat and oh god i need to use the bathroom. And oh, also, you’re EXHAUSTED. The act of your brain tunnel visioning on something drains you (but that’s another topic).

Time blindness is…. having the general knowledge that today is Wednesday, and you need to do something on Thursday. Thursday is logically tomorrow, but the mysterious void of time is like ‘that’s like next week or something.’ 

It’s knowing you have to do something in three weeks on the 21st. And as the days creep closer, the 21st is stuck in a constant state of still being 3 weeks away, despite the fact it’s now tomorrow.

It’s wild. ADHD is literally living in a constant state of “There is Now. And there is Later.” and there’s no in between; no dates, no times; no hours, weeks, or months. It’s just Now and Later, and oh god why is is X o’clock already!?

Edit:

I honestly was not expecting this post to blow up. But I’ve seen a dozen comments and tags on this saying “There’s a word for this?!”, “That’s an ADHD* symptom?!”, “This explains so much!”, and so, so many similar things. 

(I want to also include that things that fall under this are also: “Man that was like last month” – it was yesterday. And “When I think about the future, I can’t see that time.” – this falls under the whole “there’s now & there’s later” thing. ‘Later’ is that nebulous thing in the future that doesn’t really exist at all.)

I’m happy this could help and/or be relatable to you. I thought I’d add some links in relevance to this:

Time management & perception is a part of executive dysfunction. Which impacts literally every aspect of our lives. (There’s a really cool diagram here).

adhdhomestead.net – Time Blindness  // How it feels
additudemag.com – Time Blindness // Time Style
Dr. Russell Barkley – Time Management (Youtube Link)
chadd.org – Beat Time blindness (PDF)
Psychological Studies – A // B

There’s a LOT of helpful info/advice @actuallyadhdTime Management // Executive Dysfunction, and @autism-asks on Executive Dysfunction.

(*I’m aware that executive dysfunction is also common with other neurodivergent disorders, ASD especially. However I’m ADHD and am speaking from my experiences & frame of reference.)

candygarnet:

shamwowxl:

wine-dark-sea:

ilyasaurus:

randomfandomteacher:

indigopersei:

broitsablog:

wildeisms:

@indigopersei is the french language just always on the verge of getting someone accused of assault or..?

my friend,
if only you knew

It’s a very dangerous language to learn

Here’s an interesting thing about French! Everything needs to have an article in front of it. That’s why it’s “la chat” as opposed to just “chat”. So, for instance, you could say la fille for the girl, or jeune fille for young girl, but you can’t just say fille, because that means you are calling her a sex worker in a derogatory way.

The moral of the story is, if you want to make something rude in French, just take out the article in front of it. Yes, this works for nearly. every. word.

#now I’m wondering how often my high school french teacher was silently screaming because of this little fact

Every year. Every year there’s that kid who forgets that you can’t translate “I am excited” to “Je suis excitée”. And every year Monsieur Jordan has to slam the brakes before that kid can finish his sentence and then tactfully ask him not to announce to the class that he is horny.

“is the french language always on the verge” oh buddy, oh pal, i am so happy to break this news to you: 

truly the language of love