“…she stopped paying close attention to his words and when at red lights, examined the rain drops spattering on the windshield so intently that she almost stared right through them. Each drop seemed stuck on the glass, until another drop landed on it and they rolled down the window together, ending in a climactic splash.”
Sara: English major/Gender and Sexuality Studies minor, working at a nonprofit that gets young women ready for and interested in running for office/maybe soon applying to grad school, writer, clarinetist.
I post and reblog: things I think are pretty, things that intrigue me, things I'm a fan of, and things I care about.
Common themes include: books, writing, movies, more books, cozy beds, breakfasts, Doctor Who, Sherlock, feminist issues, and occasional pieces of my life.
YES RYAN OK.
You think you got me, but no. I’m supposed to be working on MIDTERMS! #quartersystem
It’s finaaaaals it’s finals tiiiiiime
Wait I forgot how much cooler my lines look when I do them with ink! Why don’t I do this all the time? Oh right because I always accidentally dump it on stuff.
Totally rocking out to “This is Gallifrey: Our Childhood, Our Home” while doing my last final exam. (It’s a take home exam—and I’m actually at home-home for it, yay!)
Why yes, a while ago I did put the series 1-5 soundtracks in a playlist and delete all the less-than-epic ones to have a “Doctor Who Pump-Up” playlist for getting work done.
Watch Love Actually with lillianbassman or finish take-home final exam?
As if that were a real question.
Feels so good to scream.