asakite:

i spent two hours in bed fighting off a panic attack about doing my project. i think subconsciously i have been sabotaging myself for a long time. i’m burnt out. i’m tired. i am UNHAPPY. and as much as i appreciate the encouragement and kind thoughts, i can’t keep doing this to myself. so, i drove home today and told my dad that i will not be graduating next weekend. he was okay with it. i was terrified and i felt like i let everyone down, when in reality i was beating myself up over being not good enough for a career that makes me physically sick to my stomach. i don’t want a job where my only interaction with people is for a story. i want a job where i can help people, be creative, and be happy. but it’s not about what other people think, anyway. i am finally taking care of myself and fixing two of the worst mistakes of my life: being a photo major and working for the daily tar heel. that’s not to say that everything about those choices was bad; i met some of my very best friends through the dth, and i learned about photography and sometimes did things that i enjoyed. it’s just for the most part i was miserable. so next week i will not be earning a diploma, but i will have reclaimed some sanity.

and exactly one week from today, i will get that diploma. things are turning out beautifully.

YAAAYYY GO ALLIE!!!  I can’t wait to graduate with you :)

elyssasharp:

I’m really not old enough to grow up yet. What the hell are they thinking giving me not one, but two degrees??

This is my friend Elyssa.  She’s awesome.  And in this photo, she’s proudly displaying my one and only goal for the next two weeks.

College Life « GraphJam: Music and Pop Culture in Charts and Graphs. Let us explain them.

Timelapse: Franklin Street after the victory on Vimeo (via Vimeo)

I WAS THERE!!!!

asakite:

elyssasharp:

CHAMPIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!

so proud of my heels

elyssasharp:

aja:

• What is your mother’s maiden name?
• What is your older sister’s favorite Monopoly game piece?
• Who did your paternal grandfather vote for in the 1956 presidential election?
• Why did you choose a liberal-arts degree when your entire family urged you to go into finance?
• In what year did you begin working on your novel?
• How many weeks away was graduation when you dropped out of college?
• What was your score on the civil-service employment exam?
• Where were you sitting when your girlfriend told you she was pregnant?
• Where did you never end up going for your honeymoon?
• In what year did you begin working for the post office?
• What is the name of the hedge-fund manager your ex-wife married?
• How many hours did it take you to drink that bottle of Jack Daniel’s yesterday?
• What time was it when, in a drunken rage, you threw your novel into the fire?
• If you could do it all over again, what would you do differently?

I had a dream that I transferred to another school.  I can’t remember the name or even if it was a real school, but I remember trying to get people to show me around and tell me about the area.  Then I realized that I was about to graduate and got really upset that I wasn’t going to get my degree from UNC anymore.

…currently my least favorite word in the English language.

We’re on a “break.”  I never thought I’d be in a relationship that needs a break, but here we are.  I’m just not happy enough with our relationship, so I told him all about it and he understood.  Seeing him cry for about three hours was the worst part.

We’re taking a few days of not talking so we can both think about things.  After that, we’re probably going to spend less time together, but more quality time together.  The ball is in my court…I have to call him when I’m ready to talk again.  I miss him already, but I know this is what we need to do.

Now I’m just drained and feeling kinda numb.  I have an exam tomorrow that I haven’t started studying for and a paper/project due that I also haven’t started.  I think I’m just going to go to bed now and study in the morning.

think4yourself:

Caption: The floor of this school’s front office is littered with several decades’ worth of student records and report cards.

The Daily Dish | By Andrew Sullivan (March 14, 2009) - School’s Out For Ever

Viceland has a series of photographs from Detroit’s abandoned public schools. There’s something oddly chilling about them - a whiff of cultural and social death.

This is really not the most powerful photo, IMO.  Everyone should go see the whole series…it’s sad and eye-opening.

fmylife:

Today, my parents reorganized my whole room when I was out watching a movie with a friend. They got rid of everything they deemed as junk which included my favorite childhood toy, 2 essays due tomorrow, and my old jacket where I keep my money. I’m out $75, and stuck at home rewriting my essays. FML