first day of school is tomorrow. my last first day of high school. soon is my last homecoming game, soon is deciding on college, soon is my senior prom, our senior prom, soon is buying my cap and gown, soon is getting a few last signatures on my last “the prowl”, soon is my grad party, soon is reading like 80 names at graduation and hearing the fifth to last name, mine. soon soon soon. fuck fucking soon.
katherineicism
life and times of an: abashed, bewildered, curious, disconcerted, encumbered, fascinated, gorgeous, hapless, inquisitive, jaded, kindhearted, lamentable, materialistic, nostalgic, obnoxious, picayune, quirky, romantic, selfish, torpid, ubiquitous, vivacious, whimsical, xanthous, yielding, zaftig girl.
So I took a tumblr haitus…
I’m pretty happy about that because I missed some drama that I really didn’t need. I miss my tumblr for being the random place to write about thoughts that no one had to see, My tumblr of the early days when no one knew what the fuck it was is over; I must accept that. hello tumblr where I have to read people harassing other people (some legitimately, some unintelligently) Ultimately I hope though that my tumblr can keep me up to date on the college lives of people I really miss.
Tu es trés mignonne et Je t’aime.
Sleeping through the winter is called hibernation, while sleeping through hot and dry periods like summer is called estivation.
(source)
I’m Estivating. Get over it mother.
those pictures look exceedingly ridiculous as I continue to stare at them on my otherwise colorless tumblr.
Legitimately loled.
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thecrocodilehunter asked:
where did you go, fool
whachu talkin’ ‘bout Willis?
It’s been a very interesting night. I hope I have another soon.
beauty and the beast.
So today I watched the beauty in destruction unfold. I’m finishing up dinner as my mother runs up the wooden walk way to the beach screaming, “fire, fire”!, so I, and the rest of my family, run down the beach to witness the largest fire I have ever seen in my life. Side note, I’m currently on Bald Head Island in North Carolina, where the only things you are allowed to drive is golf carts, and it is only accessible by ferry. Needless to say, this place is not home to the best firefighters in the world. So this puppy rages on for a good 3 to 4 hours. I sat on the beach and watched it from a distance for about an hour. In doing this I began to ponder how ironic it is that I liked watching it thinking it was beautiful as it utterly destroyed some ones millions of dollars in beach property. God I can’t even begin to describe how majestically it burned. Orange and red, billowing smoke. It was truly and unequivocally beautiful. I’m not sure yet how much damage was done, but it certainly got me thinking about the beauty in destruction and how terrible of a concept that is.
