“No, I’m Not Ok. But I Haven’t Been Ok Since I Was 11, Maybe 12. I Am Still Here Though. I’m

not me forgetting to update my dop after 1 day, can u tell im alrdy struggling

01.26.2022

dop ~ 2/100

went to uni early to get my lab manual and equipment

went to class, almost fell asleep

had my first ochem lab and it went pretty smoothly!

saw a very cute bunny on my way home

01.27.2022

dop ~ 3/100

cleaned !! my !! room !!

finished a whole unit for my microbial diseases class about innate immunity

started making anki flashcards

reviewed more ochem 1

enjoy this beautiful picture of my little sisters orangutan stuffy

01.28.2022

dop ~ 4/100

went to lecture

more ochem 1 review, literally forgot i had notes from 2 sems ago

worked a closing shift

until tmrw ~~~~~╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

this next cup of coffee will fix me

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

it’s chaotic chemistry tonight ladies and gentlemen

The life I want to be living is this: going for long autumn and winter walks listening to podcasts, coming back home to a flat with enough natural light and the ability to get fresh air, my environment and belongings being clean and organised, running a hot bath to read in and feeling the water heat up my chilled bones, working on my own projects and writing, cooking nutritious and tasty food, having a comfortable sofa to sit on in the evenings.

24.01.22, monday

woke up at 5pm today (oh no I’m basically nocturnal now) so this is a pic from going to acquire oats for a breakfast oatmeal, very cheery sunshine etc

09.02.22// had a really productive week so far - wrote a huge chunk of one of my term papers, and researched some more for my phd expose!

listening to: tokio hotel bad love

students emailing teachers vs teachers responding.

me: oh, mighty professor, bearer of knowledge infinitely superior to mine, I humbly beg thee to answer my lowly cries for help interpreting the sacred texts which I, but a small pupil of your elite occupation, dutifully study at your excellency's demand. pray tell, will you condescend to clarify, when the moment pleases you, to which of my meager mathematical calculations does this elaborate visual diagram apply?

professor: 12 & 13 sry bout thst.

shades of green in Van Gogh’s paintings

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