camwyn:

snorlax-and-co:

cantwaittoteach:

courtneyhammett:

Not every day has to “count.” Some days, your purpose is to make it to the next one. That counts too.

Damn I needed this today.

Me too, thank you.

Mom told me once, “Always do your best. And always remember that some days your best is going to be just showing up. And that’s okay.”

samsstudygram:

• put your phone on silent and put it across the room
• listen to classical/soundtrack music without lyrics
• make index cards for important vocab
• wear pajamas
• make diagrams and pictures. they don’t have to look pretty, as long as you understand it
• make timelines for historical events
• have a light snack
• drink coffee or tea to keep you going
• take a break every hour or so
• have one pencil/black pen and one colored pen or highlighter. anything more will just distract you. the aesthetics aren’t important, your knowledge is
• don’t be afraid to email/message your teacher or a classmate if you don’t understand something. the last thing you want to do is learn the incorrect information
• know that sleep and health is more important than your grade. you cannot perform as well on a test if you are tired or sick. take care of yourself
• it’s not a race. it’s not about who can learn something in the quickest time, it’s about learning
• take a deep breath 
• prioritize your homework by how long it will take you and when it’s due
• plan some you time in between studying and school
• if you’re mentally exhausted, set a timer for 30 minutes and take a nap. any longer and you’ll wake up even more tired
• don’t understand something? that’s perfectly fine, don’t stress over it. ask for help rather than complaining
• have a goal in mind and write them down. say things like “i am getting an education so i can get the job of my dreams. the life that i want. the happiness that i deserve”
• be thankful. it is a privilege that you get to go to school and get an education. 
• you got this.

amandagenine:

stayhungry-stayfree:

It’s crazy when you stop to think about how many times you’ve thought to yourself, “This is it. I just can’t bear to do it anymore. I’m done.” And yet here you are. You’re still breathing, still living, still fighting for joy, for life, for light, for love. And you are loved. For as much as you may be struggling right now, you’re here. You’re strong as hell. Don’t forget it, kid. 

you have no idea how much I needed this reminder omg 

liryae:

There is literally nothing in nature that blooms all year long, so do not expect yourself to do so.

starrysleeper:

get-off-your-arse-its-begun:

geekishchic:

volouminous:

*whispers* You can be mature and respectful and still have a dirty sense of humour.

*murmurs* You can curse a lot and still be highly intelligent with a massive vocabulary.

*mumbles* You can be quiet and reserved and still be witty and even outgoing in certain circles.

*sighs* You can be intelligent and sharp-minded and still forget what month it is

dear-miss-adair:

voidbat:

baphomeme:

im serious about that “stop saving things for special occasions” bit tho like. even if u aren’t in your 20s. thats for everyone. its one of the most useful things ive learned lately

stop! just stop. eat the special snack. drink the expensive hippie tea. use the incense or the bath bomb or whatever you paid way too much for because you were feeling really bad and retail therapy makes u feel alive

when we save things for special occasions/rainy days it contributes to us feeling like A.) our day to day existence is lackluster and B.) you have to be feeling a certain level of Bad, or have to reach a certain level of Socially Accepted Achievement, to enjoy things

just give yourself stuff. there are definitely sometimes reasons to withhold things from yourself – as motivation, if it’s something you consciously want to use sparingly, etc – but at least for me half the time it just turns into self-flagellation and also cool things and cool experiences and nice treats just collect dust while i wait for some fabled day when i convince myself i finally Deserve it

just fuckin give yourself stuff dude. life’s so mindblowingly short

my grandmother died having only used her china like twice in her life. during the year or so before her death, she was starting to package up and give things of hers to her kids, and gave mom the china while sighing “oh i wish i had used the china more!” and mom tried so hard to convince her to just keep it, then, and eat corny dogs off it if she wanted. she insisted she couldn’t possibly, you need a special reason to use the fine china.

when nana died, we used her fine china as our everyday dishes for years. i was 18 when she died, and never really stopped having that in the back of my head.

now, when i hear myself say “i wish i had a reason to wear/do/eat/use X!” i hear nana regretting never really using her china. and let me tell you a thing:

spaghettios taste great when eaten from fine china.

I’ve seen this post making the rounds. Just wanted to add something to it that my sister-in-law once told me:

“A ‘special thing’ can make any occasion special.”

She told me this when I objected to her opening a really expensive bottle of champagne just to watch a movie. And you know, she was right. The champagne was amazing and while we always sit around and watch movies, that bottle made that night a really special occasion that I will always remember.

So, cut yourself a little slack and remember that an ordinary day can become special.