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Chaotic Academia Spotify Playlists: The Complete Collection

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3q0JPpoeoSfYB4njmfRj7K?si=B0heqlLUSqelVpfkl2oo0Q&utm_source=copy-link

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6EWrhl3niUYQOIkPdc5zJ1?si=ddfoegERTeeZxVn923KImw&utm_source=copy-link

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6MsyW5iZV5ldq8UW4mULFQ?si=m7ULmehUSuefTIOVOEPcsA&utm_source=copy-link

Some choatic academia playlist for your aching souls.

(from top to bottom)

Wake up sleepy head! - upbeat morning playlist

Hoodies over dress shirts - a collaborative all around playlist

Oversized t-shirt and a book - calm evening playlist

Hope you enjoy!

Doing some homework

Episode 2: Annoyance

I read a plethora of webcomics and the only I can remember what day of the week it is, is solely based off of when each webcomic updates.

I'll have to make a record of this before I forget so,

Kintsugi - on March seventh, I came to an idea. Eventually, this idea was called Kintsugi, named after the Japanese art of putting broken pottery back together with gold. Which is the only way to describe the main idea of the story.

It follows a young man who uses a wheelchair (I've not developed this story well enough to know why), he's in college and has an adoration for pottery, of which he owns many pieces. But he feels like he's fallen into a nightmare of monotonous life, and endless cycle of class, sleep and commuting. One push, and then another, waiting for life to change. While sitting in class one day, a tardy student comes to sit next to (oh god wait I don't have names.. (we'll call them 1 and 2 stfu)) 1, who is strangely attracted to this carefree mess of a man. After sharing some missed notes with 2, 1 is introduced to a new way of see life. Become close friends, 2 teaches 1 to enjoy a crisp view of the world, one filling with unbridled love and optimism. This evolution is tackled delicately enough over the course of serveral chapters. Eventually, while hanging out one evening 1 discovers 2 was never everything 1 thought he was. There's no short way to write this scene without doing a great injustice. Basically 2 was only ever as you chose to see him, a prefect piece of porcelain, or Kintsugi.

Inspiration comes from basically anywhere, but sometimes I want something to occupy my mind as I live. So I make stories from small fragments of inspiration. Usually agitation, if I'm being honest. Sometimes they come from small bits of hope. Those are always my favorite.

Today I believe it was hope. Maybe optimistically, I want to believe it was hope.

One thing I've learned about tumblr from my years of stalking you all in YouTube compilations and then actually being on here, is that nothing matters. Do the people care if you put stuff in your tags? No. Do they care if you don't put tags at all? No. Do they care if what you're talking about even makes sense??? No.

You guys do know you're supposed to reblog things, right

I hate when ppl are like, "nooooOooOoOooOO you can't put a plastic bag on your head" like, do you think I don't acknowledge the dangers of putting a bag on my head?

I've just done the most confusing thing I've ever done.

I just,

got home and aired out blankets, thinking, I deserve this. hey I feel gross, and I know I had a shower yesterday but I think'll have another today, and I fucking did. Not for 27 minutes, 6 minute shower, wow! I want to do laundry, I'll do my laundry. I think I should change my bed sheets, that way everything will be nice tonight. wow, I'm on a roll! might as well do dishes too, I don't even have anything I'm avoiding. Hey I think I've done most everything I needed to, I don't have homework, I don't have a task or project I'm avoiding. That's great! I think I'll drink a healthy vitamin drink, they taste like oranges, maybe I'll even have a muffin. Im so proud of myself, look at you go little man!

My brother made some soup today and as I started eating, it tasted very bland. He poured his soup and then left the room, so I added some salt to mine. and, yup. Much better, so I added salt to his bowl. And then added salt to the pot of soup.

I think I just older brothered my older brother