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How to start book sharing in public space? Cool way to reuse obsolete phone booths…

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oh. well.

Oh, hai college.

THIS.
this is why i registered with the center for disabilities at my school, thank you to the counselor who let me know this was an option.
my professors get letters at the beginning of the semester notifying them of my status…i’m not sure what the letters say exactly, but basically i can ask for extensions, extra time on exams, and sometimes i get a note-taker for some classes.
if this is an option at your school, GO FOR IT. it reduces my stress so much to know that i can contact my professors and tell them i need an extension because i had a rough week and i have the official backing of the disabilities center.
it’s harder when working with fellow students, though. especially when you’re friends with some of them, it hurts more to think that i’m seen as a lazy liar. but i remind myself that my shit is REAL and i don’t need them to agree with me for it to still be REAL. they can think that i’m taking advantage of my illnesses to cut slack, but THEY DON’T KNOW MY LIFE.
be your best and most aggressive advocate. take space. it’s yours. you are entitled to it.

^^ things i wish i’d read in 2005.

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xantheose:

Stare down (by GameRangerBob)

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fotojournalismus:

Frost-covered trees can be seen at the Essigberg near Kassel, Germany on Jan. 30, 2012.
[Credit : Uwe Zucchi / AFP / Getty Images]

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Victorian tear catchers. They’re usually used by a widowed bride. Upon the day of the funeral, the widow would collect her tears into this small vial, and all the tears she cried in the first year over the loss of her husband, she would capture in this vial she would wear upon her neck. And on the anniversary of his death, she pours the preserved tears atop his gravesite. It’s beautiful, tragic, and prolongs the suffering for ritualistic purposes. However, it’s quite poetic. If I were ever to loose someone close to me, I would do this.

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theworldwelivein:

(via South Spain on the Behance Network)

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Paris, 1953.
[Credit : Marc Riboud]

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Grevy’s Zebra, OhioPhoto: Matt Eich
Stripes and flakes share space at the Wilds, a refuse for rare and endangered species. Here, a three-year old Grevy’s zebra named Elvis stompls in the winter pen, which adjoins heated indoor quarters.

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