So I went to bed at 4 am last night (this morning?) and lay there for hours but couldn’t sleep and now it’s 8 am and I have work training in two hours and then a group assignment to work on right after that and then a research proposal to complete before I go to bed damn this is going to be a long day.
Jacqueline Woodson, Lena (via 4mbivalent)
And so at 2:19 am on April 14 2013 I sit in my dorm room wearing a jet black shalwar kameez listening to Linkin Park and reading How To Stare At A Brick Wall on Thought Catalog. I should really sleep because I have a class at 8:30 am but before that I need to iron my shirt and jeans for tomorrow.
It feels kind of nice to be 21 but I shouldn’t have high expectations about the day because I have absolutely no plans plus I have a lot of work to do. I know that you can not possibly physically feel you are 21 and this is just some psychological shit.
If I receive just one present this time and if it’s a book then I will be very happy. I shall wear my favourite shirt today.
I don’t like happy birthday posts on facebook just everyone saying happy birthday over and over again unless it’s something special like this girl posted a video of Forever Young on my wall which was really nice but I do appreciate twitter mentions and whatsapp messages are nice too as for telephone calls no one does that anymore except my grandma from Pakistan
Twenty days later my junior year will be over and I will then be a senior. It’s hard to believe so much has happened in the last three years and how quickly time passes; right now I can not decide whether I want to stay here a little longer or finally get out of this place. I guess that’s what senior year is for.
Some pretty awesome places in the list, Karach at no. 8. What do these people know, they’ve just groped third-world capitals together.