April 09/25 @ 07:00 Pm

I’ve skipped 100% of my lectures this semester.

✨academic weapon ✨

lazy sunday afternoon

come avoid the sunday scaries with me :)

The right person, the wrong time

The right script, the wrong line.

The right poem, the wrong rhyme.

And a piece of you that was never mine.

~ unknown

terms so busy I listen to ambient sounds and lo-fi more than I listen to music for fun :,))

thinking about how hard this movie is going to hit when i finally have my ed degree and some experience… the layers of this movie that unfold every time i rewatch it is insane, the plot from Keating’s point of view is insane.

one of his top students finally lives his dream, and wow, he's amazing. then, suddenly, he's gone. no final words, but keating is sure he had a large part to play. keating watches as, gradually, the boys turn against him, but he doesn't hate them for it. there was no other choice, he gets that. charlie gets expelled, and there are now two empty desks where the most eager students used to sit. the boys to first rip up pritchard's stupid introduction, and stand on his desk. and the first to leave.

now, keating stands in his old classroom, listening to cameron read Understanding Poetry. thinking so much has changed, yet so little may be done about it. as the whole chalkboard is wiped clean.

little does he know, the remaining poets will call out to him, cherishing his teachings, and mr mcallister's steps gradually get further out into the snow. change can glide through the air, if only you allow yourself to inhale once more.

Reminder that spring will always come back, music will never stop being created, and there are still so many books left to read! You’re alive! You’re alive! You’re alive!

why every semester is there always one class that makes my mental health plummet 😭 when is it my turn to be happy

i hope i never stop learning. i want to always be studying. the goal is to attain a level of disgustingly educated.

home library so I never have to leave the house 📚