I’m not as excited as I was freshman year when everything was new and exhilarating. And I’m not as dreadful as I was sophomore year.

But I am certainly the most excited to go back since I knew what college was actually about, if that even makes sense.

I can’t wait to see my friends tomorrow. It’s 2 am and I can’t sleep. I miss them, and I actually have all summer even though I’ve been in pretty constant communication with most of them.

I also can’t wait for classes. I know how much work is necessary and what is expected of me and this is only the second semester of my four so far where I have felt this way.

Let’s just hope I have as good of a year this year as I did last year (if not better). I am feeling so much excitement. And I’m not a person who is easily excited, so that says something.

We’re running out of water. There was a huge natural disaster last week. It’s just starting to get hot.

Maybe it’s a good time to go back to school.


The Old Castle Stairs in Prague, Czech Republic by Anguskirk

It’s official: my home for the spring 2015 semester

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I watched Before Sunrise last night. Can I start talking to a nice guy on a train (who’s not a psycho rapist/serial killer) and hang out with him in Vienna for the evening?

That’s my study abroad dream that will never happen. Still a nice fantasy though.













this changes everything oh my god

do you understand why it trips me out that people can drive 45 minutes and be in aNOTHER COUNTRY?

I drive for 45 minutes and im like

a city over 

I live in “Italy” and took a day trip to go to “Austria” and “Germany”

 #it is literally impossible to leave texas #you will be in texas #FOREVER

Chums, that’s sweet, and all, but Australia just ate Texas for breakfast. 


If you drive for 45 minutes in Australia you aren’t a city over, you’re just 45 minutes away from the city.

If you drive for 45 minutes in Australia you may not even leave the cattle station.


If you drive for 45 minutes in Canada you may not even leave your driveway.

If I drive 45 minutes in the us I’m just at another mcdonalds

If I drive for 45 minutes in Northern Ireland I’m 10 minutes into the sea.

I can’t drive. 

I will use this post to explain tumblr

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"Dad can I make a speech?"
“No George, you’re 4. Only Grandpa and Uncle David can make speeches.”
*lets George make speech anyway*
“I’m happy it’s Daddy’s birthday, I’m glad we all get to eat cake. And Daddy, if you were a little kid, I would be your friend.”
That is how touching this program is. It is well done, all of the stories are told with passion and true love, so please listen if you have a chance.


Time Slice by Richard Silver

The idea behind the “Time Sliced” Project was to photograph iconic world buildings at sunset and capture the changing light from day to night in a single image. Experimenting with a few different kinds of processes I came up with the “Sliced” idea. I decided to Slice time and light showing the progression of the day from left to right.

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You tell ‘em Ruthie BG