Anonymous: You're back! Really missed your blog and I hope you start posting again. And wow you're going to the England to study? I wish j could do that D:

Hi hi hi!
Wow sorry for the late reply. I’m awful at this.

Thank you! I’ll try to post when I have time. I got a job at a coffee shop & it’d be very hipster of me to blog while making coffees & teas.
Yeah! I’m going to University of Manchester to study urban planning! Excited, but it hasn’t really hit me that I’m going:)
Well you should if you have the opportunity!!!

Hi…

So… this is kind of awkward considering I wasn’t planning to come back at all. But here I am!

Well, my best friend and I hastily created a blog dedicated to making fun of politicians. That required me to have a tumblr account & I did not personally want to make a new one, so why not? So please go follow our blog, we will definitely give you some good laughs: http://politiciansdoingthings.tumblr.com/

I don’t know what I’ll do with this blog or how involve I will be. This semester, I made the decision to go study abroad next fall semester in the UK, so it is a big possibility that this will be my study abroad blog. I hope you are all well. I’d love to catch up!  

Best.

P.

Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365 page book.
Write a good one.
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Don’t talk to yourself in such a way that if you did so to a friend, it would end your friendship.

If you had a friend dealing with the same things, you wouldn’t berate that person, say, ‘You’re not working hard enough,’ ‘You suck,’ or ‘You’re not as good as [whomever].’ You’d offer your friend encouragement, you’d try to point out all the things your friend did right, and how much progress your friend had made.

You should do no less for yourself.

Be very careful how you talk to yourself. Because you are listening.
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I don’t know what to tell you other than the fact that a giraffe’s heart weighs 22 pounds and that somebody once told me when flies fall in love, their entire brain is rewired to only know loving each other. When one of them dies, their memory becomes blank. I hope you never think about anything as much as I think about waking up next to you during a windstorm at 5 am.
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