Dependent on the Arts

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twitter.com/chelsea82791:

    POSTCARDS :D

    sirchives:

    Want a postcard?? Tell me where you want to see them! I’ve sent some off with friends and family so hopefully we can start seeing some pop up! I also want to go on some fun new adventures!! Sooooo if you submit a picture to me on tumblr I will go on an adventure in the location you chose! Sounds fun right?! RIGHT?! YES :)

    — 1 week ago with 1 note

    Then there are days I wish I had my own place to decorate to my desire, be married, have kids… I’m not completely ready for the last two, but I am excited for that stage of my life :)

    — 2 weeks ago
    fvckyodarn:

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    fvckyodarn:

    goodnights ü #cat #cats #TagsForLikes #catsagram #catstagram #instagood #pussy #pussycat #kitten #kitty #kittens #pet #pets #animal #animals #petstagram #petsagram #photooftheday #catsofinstagram #ilovemycat #instagramcats #nature #catoftheday #lovecats #furry #sleeping #lovekittens #adorable #catlover #instacat

    (via jeremythejetplane)

    — 2 weeks ago with 2 notes
    trixiofthesea:

I have waited 5 long years for these tassels.
9 years ago, I got a C+ in a class. It was the first year my grades actually were kept on record for my highschool transcript. Little did I know that it would haunt me for the rest of my school career. After that year, I got all As and A-s. But, all of my effort only got me to a 3.65 GPA (the cut off for “graduating with honors”) AFTER the ceremony since grades aren’t due before it happens. That means that I got to see all of these people who slipped by taking easy classes and getting good grades wearing gold tassels, while my honors and advanced class As got me nothing, even though I knew that I had finally raised my GPA high enough to get to that magic number.
When I went to college, I knew that it wasn’t going to happen again. After 2 years, I left my school in California with a 3.93. Then, to my horror, I found out that your GPA starts over when you transfer. All that work for nothing. But, I still was driven at my new school, and now I have a 3.94 (which is down from 3.97 because of only 1 class I got a B+ in). I earned these tassels. 9 years of phychosis have gotten me these tassels.
Retribution at last.
And the next person who says “it’s because you’re an art major” will get stabbed in the throat and buried under the mountains of essays, readings, tests, hours in the studio and the anguish I have felt for 9 god damn years. I earned these no matter what fucking major I am. I work as hard, if not harder than every god damn person I haver ever been in a class with. I got one of the highest grades in my science class, when I was the only non-science major in it. I had a writing teacher compare my skills and style with the textbook we were using, and I was the only person in that class who had no intention of going into a writing career. I am amazing at everything I do because I put everything I have into my work and in 5 years of college, I have never taken a personal day, even when I was sick. So, when someone says its just because I’m an art major, even jokingly, it demeans everything I have done for the last 5 years to the level of macaroni collage, and it is not OK.
I don’t brag much about my grades. When I do well on a test, I don’t gloat. I have every right to, but I don’t. So, please, let me have my moment.

Being an art major isn’t easy. Why don’t you sign up for 3 art classes that each meet about 6 hours a week and do all of the projects. Everyone deserves a time to shine, especially when you work hard and earn it. Kudos for all the hard work.

    trixiofthesea:

    I have waited 5 long years for these tassels.

    9 years ago, I got a C+ in a class. It was the first year my grades actually were kept on record for my highschool transcript. Little did I know that it would haunt me for the rest of my school career. After that year, I got all As and A-s. But, all of my effort only got me to a 3.65 GPA (the cut off for “graduating with honors”) AFTER the ceremony since grades aren’t due before it happens. That means that I got to see all of these people who slipped by taking easy classes and getting good grades wearing gold tassels, while my honors and advanced class As got me nothing, even though I knew that I had finally raised my GPA high enough to get to that magic number.

    When I went to college, I knew that it wasn’t going to happen again. After 2 years, I left my school in California with a 3.93. Then, to my horror, I found out that your GPA starts over when you transfer. All that work for nothing. But, I still was driven at my new school, and now I have a 3.94 (which is down from 3.97 because of only 1 class I got a B+ in). I earned these tassels. 9 years of phychosis have gotten me these tassels.

    Retribution at last.

    And the next person who says “it’s because you’re an art major” will get stabbed in the throat and buried under the mountains of essays, readings, tests, hours in the studio and the anguish I have felt for 9 god damn years. I earned these no matter what fucking major I am. I work as hard, if not harder than every god damn person I haver ever been in a class with. I got one of the highest grades in my science class, when I was the only non-science major in it. I had a writing teacher compare my skills and style with the textbook we were using, and I was the only person in that class who had no intention of going into a writing career. I am amazing at everything I do because I put everything I have into my work and in 5 years of college, I have never taken a personal day, even when I was sick. So, when someone says its just because I’m an art major, even jokingly, it demeans everything I have done for the last 5 years to the level of macaroni collage, and it is not OK.

    I don’t brag much about my grades. When I do well on a test, I don’t gloat. I have every right to, but I don’t. So, please, let me have my moment.

    Being an art major isn’t easy. Why don’t you sign up for 3 art classes that each meet about 6 hours a week and do all of the projects. Everyone deserves a time to shine, especially when you work hard and earn it. Kudos for all the hard work.

    (via jeremythejetplane)

    — 2 weeks ago with 11 notes

    troyesivan:

    SOMEBODY SHOULD HAVE PREPARED ME FOR THIS MOMENT

    (Source: pinkricee, via jeremythejetplane)

    — 2 weeks ago with 261885 notes

    If only my thoughts didn’t sometimes turn negative about myself or make me feel inferior or not good enough. I hate being self concious. I wish I had more confidence in myself. I try to hide these flaws, but alone there’s no holding back.

    — 3 weeks ago with 1 note
    #sefl concious  #thoughts  #confidence  #flaws 

    15fromfattofit:

    strong-sexy-fit:

    I hate how when i eat a lot, i feel the need to defend myself. I shouldn’t have to explain myself to people. If i want to eat a lot, ill fucking eat a lot. And if you have a problem with it.. I’ll eat you too.

    best post on this website 

    (via justtryingtomakeyousmile)

    — 3 weeks ago with 18209 notes
    thefluffingtonpost:

Cat Roomies Save Space With Bunk Beds
It may seem a little juvenile, but bunk beds are all the rage for young professionals with a high cost of living. Chester and Conrad share a one-bedroom apartment on New York City’s Lower East Side, but they maximize their space with stackable mattresses.
“There’s no way they could afford a two-bedroom on cat salaries,” says Shelly Tegan, a resident in the same building. “Not in this neighborhood anyway.”
Via Solid_Wife.

    thefluffingtonpost:

    Cat Roomies Save Space With Bunk Beds

    It may seem a little juvenile, but bunk beds are all the rage for young professionals with a high cost of living. Chester and Conrad share a one-bedroom apartment on New York City’s Lower East Side, but they maximize their space with stackable mattresses.

    “There’s no way they could afford a two-bedroom on cat salaries,” says Shelly Tegan, a resident in the same building. “Not in this neighborhood anyway.”

    Via Solid_Wife.

    — 3 weeks ago with 49417 notes