i love being up at 4:30am in the middle of winter for an 8am class~
now my dad is sending me pictures of cats.
every time my iphone battery percentage goes down a little bit of my soul dies.
also, she taught us how to say “h” properly because she would apparently never hire someone who couldn’t say it properly. because y’know, you definitely just say the letter “h” in job interviews.
NOW THE HIPSTERS ARE BATTLING TO PROVE TO THE LECTURE THAT THEY KNOW MORE UNKNOWN, RANDOM AUTHORS THAN EVERYONE ELSE BUT WE ACTUALLY COULDN’T GIVE TWO SHITS???
also the lecture has no idea who 99% of these authors are and she’s lectured at like oxford and harvard so
"BE ONE UPON WHOM NOTHING IS LOST"~
i have no idea what is going on in this writing lecture. all she is doing is saying inspirational quotes and there are a bunch of hipsters wearing beanies.