View Larger Excuse the terrible photo. I accidentally got ready way too early and now I have four hours to squander, so I’m going to read :)
Today is a very red day.
But then again my pile of books I want to read has grown and grown and grown.. I feel like I’d accomplish more through tackling them instead of actually trying to get ahead of uni work for once.
View Larger See the way her back legs stick out? She’s slowly becoming paralysed. Watching her struggle to walk around is one of the worst things I’ve ever had to endure. It truly does get noticeably worse with each passing day.
We’ll be putting her down soon. I love my dog more so than anything or anyone else, really. I keep having dreams about her dying. It’s horrible. I don’t know how else to word it. I’m just sad.
View Larger Back in Belgium now for summer, I’m going to miss London.
Finished my exams about a week ago, and celebrated by doing nothing for a while.
Spent far too much money on designer goods from the shopping malls around Canary Wharf.
Hahahahahahha now I have to start my dissertation, fuck
I miss my cat
(Source: trollingchannel)
Ever since I began uni, studying English Literature, I don’t have time to read anymore. Not even just for pleasure, but I can barely achieve my ‘5 books a week’ quota, week after week.
I just miss those days spent in bed reading Vonnegut and Camus for fun. Now all I do is study critical theories and how fucked up humanity really is, how stupid human beings essentially are, and how this comes across in literature.
View Larger This photo sums up my life
I wasn’t passed out, I was resting from all the dancing.. Seriously
