academia-wannabe - I Don’t Know What I’m Doing
I Don’t Know What I’m Doing

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3 years ago
Little Women (1994)

Little Women (1994)

3 years ago
Little Women (dir. Gillian Armstrong, 1994)

Little Women (dir. Gillian Armstrong, 1994)

3 years ago
“you Will Always Be Fond Of Me. I Represent To You All The Sins You Never Had The Courage To Commit.”
“you Will Always Be Fond Of Me. I Represent To You All The Sins You Never Had The Courage To Commit.”

“you will always be fond of me. i represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.” ― the picture of dorian gray (oscar wilde)

3 years ago
It’s A Very Greek Idea, And A Very Profound One.
It’s A Very Greek Idea, And A Very Profound One.

it’s a very greek idea, and a very profound one.

3 years ago
Aesthetic For @sleepystemkid
Aesthetic For @sleepystemkid
Aesthetic For @sleepystemkid
Aesthetic For @sleepystemkid
Aesthetic For @sleepystemkid

aesthetic for @sleepystemkid

dedicating yourself to learning, always wanting to know more

anatomy sketches in the margins of your notes

keeping a list of documentaries you want to see

heavy engineering textbooks piled on your desk

a true crime podcast playing in the background while you go about your morning

reading biographies of Leonardo Da Vinci and other great visionaries

rewatching your favorite movies after a long day

a map pinned to the wall above your desk

getting books on your current interests from the library

closet filled with muted colors

a love of problem solving, working through complicated issues to reach a streamlined solution

hours spent studying in the library

drawing circuit diagrams in your notes

heavy book bags filled with texts on a variety of subjects

going down research rabbit-holes when you get interested in a new topic

growing plants by your desk

scrolling through recent news articles while you wait for a cup of tea to steep

3 years ago

I just want to sit in front of the ocean for a little while and listen to my comfort playlist.

3 years ago
Instagram: @/imgabrielfelix @/xsbel
Instagram: @/imgabrielfelix @/xsbel
Instagram: @/imgabrielfelix @/xsbel
Instagram: @/imgabrielfelix @/xsbel

Instagram: @/imgabrielfelix @/xsbel

3 years ago
On The Topic Of Hmc I Always Felt Bad For Markl When Howl Was Losing It Over His Hair Like Poor Kids

on the topic of hmc i always felt bad for markl when howl was losing it over his hair like poor kids standing there with the exact same hair color

3 years ago

head not empty, head full of countless scenarios that will never happen

3 years ago

“humanity is inherently selfish and bad” bbbrrrghuhjfkg. humanity is seeing a stranger’s grocery bag break open on the sidewalk and harvesting fruits and veggies from the branch-like cracks of the asphalt for them, just because you can. humanity is helping a lost child find their mother on a crowded beach, looking for the ladybug-patterned parasol with their hummingbird-small hand in yours. it’s an elder’s fingers wrapped around your arm as you help them up the stairs because the elevator is broken, and feeling like you’re doing exactly what you’re supposed to be doing, like this is what you would’ve been doing had you been alive centuries or even millennia ago. there will always be a heavily pregnant woman who will smile at you when you give up your seat, a nice blind man in the fruit aisle who will ask you to please pick the riper plantain for him, a tired cashier whose face will light up when you compliment their tattoo sleeve. humanity is connection

3 years ago
Some Old Photos Of St. Paul's Cathedral, London.
Some Old Photos Of St. Paul's Cathedral, London.

some old photos of st. paul's cathedral, london.

3 years ago
When The Memory Returns, There Is No Blood Pump To Support It, Separated By A Fine Line From Reality.
When The Memory Returns, There Is No Blood Pump To Support It, Separated By A Fine Line From Reality.
When The Memory Returns, There Is No Blood Pump To Support It, Separated By A Fine Line From Reality.
When The Memory Returns, There Is No Blood Pump To Support It, Separated By A Fine Line From Reality.
When The Memory Returns, There Is No Blood Pump To Support It, Separated By A Fine Line From Reality.
When The Memory Returns, There Is No Blood Pump To Support It, Separated By A Fine Line From Reality.
When The Memory Returns, There Is No Blood Pump To Support It, Separated By A Fine Line From Reality.
When The Memory Returns, There Is No Blood Pump To Support It, Separated By A Fine Line From Reality.
When The Memory Returns, There Is No Blood Pump To Support It, Separated By A Fine Line From Reality.
When The Memory Returns, There Is No Blood Pump To Support It, Separated By A Fine Line From Reality.

When the memory returns, there is no blood pump to support it, separated by a fine line from reality.

3 years ago
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ー remains of spring

3 years ago
Reading By The Window While It Rains
Reading By The Window While It Rains
Reading By The Window While It Rains
Reading By The Window While It Rains
Reading By The Window While It Rains
Reading By The Window While It Rains
Reading By The Window While It Rains
Reading By The Window While It Rains
Reading By The Window While It Rains

Reading by the window while it rains

3 years ago

Summer academia things

So, now that it is getting warmer in my aee, I thought it would be a good time to upload a list with summeracademia things.

going to a park with your friend and drink wine whilest reading

wearing butondown shirts and cargo shorts

going to lake and draw the people and animals

visit a museum ( some have airconditioning)

watching the sunset and the stars

staying up all night and have dabets with your friends while sitting outside

visiting a new town

DO NOT commit murder, there is no snow to cover up the victim

3 years ago

The academics

The Academics
The Academics
The Academics
The Academics

Nowadays. there are so many subcultures and I must say I like the academics the most. We all are in one way or another smart and strive for knowledge. We appreciate languages and cultures and all the classics. We relate to each other. And somehow we all just want to sit in an armchair with a cup of tea and read our novel. And that is why I feel like this oldfashioned comunity is the best.

3 years ago
If The Weather Of The Last Days Had An Aesthetic
If The Weather Of The Last Days Had An Aesthetic
If The Weather Of The Last Days Had An Aesthetic
If The Weather Of The Last Days Had An Aesthetic
If The Weather Of The Last Days Had An Aesthetic
If The Weather Of The Last Days Had An Aesthetic
If The Weather Of The Last Days Had An Aesthetic
If The Weather Of The Last Days Had An Aesthetic
If The Weather Of The Last Days Had An Aesthetic

if the weather of the last days had an aesthetic

3 years ago
The Louvre

The Louvre

Paris, France

(Prints on Redbubble)

3 years ago
" The Very Essence Of Romance Is Uncertainty."
" The Very Essence Of Romance Is Uncertainty."
" The Very Essence Of Romance Is Uncertainty."
" The Very Essence Of Romance Is Uncertainty."

" The very essence of romance is uncertainty."

- Oscar Wilde, The importance of Being Earnest and other Plays.

3 years ago
'The Lady Of The Lake' By Walter Scott (published In 1810)
'The Lady Of The Lake' By Walter Scott (published In 1810)

'The Lady of the Lake' by Walter Scott (published in 1810)

'Secrets of the Stars' by Inez N. McFee (published in 1922)

3 years ago
Watercolor Animal Crossing Postcards Made By ShiyiStudio
Watercolor Animal Crossing Postcards Made By ShiyiStudio
Watercolor Animal Crossing Postcards Made By ShiyiStudio
Watercolor Animal Crossing Postcards Made By ShiyiStudio
Watercolor Animal Crossing Postcards Made By ShiyiStudio
Watercolor Animal Crossing Postcards Made By ShiyiStudio
Watercolor Animal Crossing Postcards Made By ShiyiStudio
Watercolor Animal Crossing Postcards Made By ShiyiStudio
Watercolor Animal Crossing Postcards Made By ShiyiStudio
Watercolor Animal Crossing Postcards Made By ShiyiStudio

Watercolor Animal Crossing Postcards made by ShiyiStudio

3 years ago
=Bookshops=
=Bookshops=
=Bookshops=
=Bookshops=
=Bookshops=
=Bookshops=
=Bookshops=
=Bookshops=

=Bookshops=

3 years ago
“To Live Is The Rarest Thing In The World. Most People Exist, That Is All.”
“To Live Is The Rarest Thing In The World. Most People Exist, That Is All.”

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”

- Oscar Wilde

3 years ago

you know what we need? more young desi girl content

rebel girls in high school sneaking around corridors, skipping class instead going to waste time in the library. giggling in the dark corners as they dramatically recite the assigned text to each other, trying to make it more fun. making funny faces, communicating with each other with just a single look, gossiping in the classrooms and being terribly dramatic. acting out classic bollywood scenes during recess, trying to be serious but falling into fits of laughter as they sing songs off key. girls braiding each other's hair in the courtyard, trying out different styles that won't get them dress coded and in trouble. learning how to weave ribbons in and out of hair, becoming a master of the small piece of silk. teaching each other about herbal tricks and tips they stole from their grandmother. girls stopping to buy some ice cream on their way home from school, licking it all up before it melts as they walk hand in hand back home, legs and back aching from the weight of their school bags.

3 years ago
ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ: @ᴄʀʏʟɪᴄᴀ

ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ: @ᴄʀʏʟɪᴄᴀ

3 years ago
Karen Cheok On Instagram
Karen Cheok On Instagram
Karen Cheok On Instagram
Karen Cheok On Instagram
Karen Cheok On Instagram
Karen Cheok On Instagram
Karen Cheok On Instagram
Karen Cheok On Instagram
Karen Cheok On Instagram
Karen Cheok On Instagram

Karen Cheok on Instagram

3 years ago

*finishes reading a full book in 3 hours* who am i

3 years ago

Do you ever think about how many of the items now considered priceless artifacts were once commonplace items? The coins we now marvel at from behind the glass at a museum were once tossed around, stepped on, and traded around. The pottery painstakingly pieced back together was somebody’s favorite wine jug. The decorative pin now rusted and bent once held together the shoulder of someone’s chiton. History is simply a trail of ordinary people going about their day, and I think there’s an odd sort of beauty in that.

3 years ago
How To Fall In Love With Life Again
How To Fall In Love With Life Again
How To Fall In Love With Life Again

how to fall in love with life again

go cloud-gazing, lay down in the grass on a sunny day, or empty roads on a rainy day, stare up at the sky and let your mind wander.

read a book so complex that you don't understand anything, fill your arms with scrawled definitions.

writing poems and notes of kindness, hiding them for other people to find and pass along!

read passages of love in another language, untranslated and realise that love can surpass even the greatest of barriers.

find your favourite flower! hunt for it, research it, write an essay on why you love it and how much it means to you!

buy another copy of your favourite book, fill the pages with annotations and give it to a second hand shop for somebody else to experience it the way that you do.

fill a journal with moments of your life, even if you don't think they're very interesting.

listen to music whilst looking at the moon and stars, realising how beautiful life is.

visit an art gallery or a museum near you. become familiar with it, visit it until you know it inside out. make it your special place.

learn the little things about people, including yourself. find their favourite colour and why, find their music taste, their taste in books until you know them perfectly.

the small things! taking sips of warm beverages becomes the most comforting thing, closing your eyes for a moment on a bus and focusing on the lull of movement.

bake/cook your favourite treat. experiment and find the way that makes it taste simply ethereal.

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