man: are you a teacher?

me: no, a student

man: in what?

me: clinical psychology

man: grad school? phd?

me: yeah

man: the world needs more people like you. 

me: thank you!

man: if you ever wonder if you’re doing the right thing, a stranger is telling you that you are.

verbatim / awesome

things i need to do this week even though i have absolutely no time:

• read a damn book! on my kindle! (i’m thinking this or this or this or this).  even though i already have How To Be a Woman, A Modern Theory of Love, and Gone Girl half-read on the darn thing.

“Above all, if parents are good “emotion coaches,” they recognize their children’s emotions as opportunities for intimacy, validate and empathize with their emotions, and help guide them toward socially effective expression and goal attainment” (Gottman, 1997; Greenberg, 2002a)

johnquincyadams:

it’d be cool if there were like Sesame Street style shows for teenagers and Young Adults that teach you things like what to do at the post office and how not to be an asshole at parties 

(via creatingaquietmind)

things that are good:

• “third eye chai” flavored Kombucha
• waking up without an alarm

MY GRANDFATHER is the coolest person on the face of the planet. hands down, best person i will ever know.

I feel excited and alive and hopeful and whole and connected and proud. End glorious rant.

today i:

• skipped class 
• wrote snail mail
• had dinner with a great friend
• continued fighting the good fight 
• changed my tumblr theme
• got some work done
• am excited for tomorrow

true life: i wish my boyfriend tumbld more often

true life 2: i shouldn’t be on tumblr so much

spending $200 on 21” blonde hair extensions = bad idea. bad idea. bad idea. will not do it. must pay rent.

3 midterms and 2 project proposals in the next 7 days = finally doing all the things i’ve been putting off (i.e. dermatologist appointment, dentist appointment, hair appointment, etc.)  i’m going to be wildly well groomed but extremely unprepared.

i really want an office.  like a den/office where I live.  so badly.  

I found this chilling in my drafts box. Don’t know why. Oh well- enjoy my thoughts from December.

If we were to get coffee tomorrow, I would tell you:

• that I hung out with my godfather all day today and he is the coolest man. he’s my mom’s friend and we mostly communicated via snail mail and facebook until recently, and he drove two hours each way to spend the day here.
• that no matter how long i go between visits with my BFF, she feels like home. it’s weird, there are certainly people who are more intertwined in my daily life than t-bug, but there’s something about being with the girl who has been my friend since 6th grade that feels so BFF-like. We have actually had sleepovers. And not because-we-were-drunk sleepovers. Like, I have a perfectly fine bed 10 minutes away but I’d rather stay up late, make necklaces, watch romantic comedies and eat pizza with you.
• I love being home, but I really, really miss my pen collection. And my boyfriend.
• I am not into “outfits,” and I never really have been. This makes me feel incredible un-girly. I feel normal until I come home and hang out with my mom who is really into clothes and looking good in them (and she DOES always look so good)… so many girls are into this. I don’t want to look bad, obviously, but putting together cute outfits is just not something I prioritize. Sometimes I think I should change that. But, hmm. Nah. I like not caring very much.
• Lately I’ve been trying to figure out why I’m such a bad driver. I can’t put my finger on it…but it’s bad.

#want = a poster for my room. i have to start brainstorming. i will most likely buy one at the tristan prettyman concert tomorrow (OMG I CANT BELIEVE IM GOING I LOVE HER SO MUCH I COULD CRY IM SO EXCITED)… but now that i moved my bed I have a ton of white wall space that is making me stabby.