I’ve been so busy with school and work, that I have completely ignored my tumblr… and anything fun on the internet. These past two weeks have been so stressful! If I’m not at school, I’m at work. If I’m not at either, I’m at home trying to play catch up with all my school work. On top of that, I have spent the last 4 days studying for Adult Health and Pharm. I better have made a good grade on my Adult Health Exam, and I’m praying that I do good in Pharm. I am still trying to remember every damn opioid, anesthetic, dietary supplement, sedatives-hynotics, and non-opiod drugs… and it’s frying my brain right about now. Anyways, just a little update on my life to whoever reads this.
“I think it happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. And so you keep the wonderful memories but find yourself moving on. It’s perfectly normal.”—
“The unreal is more powerful than the real, because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. It’s only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on.”—Chuck Palahniuk (via bloodveins) (via deliriant) (via naturaldisaster-22)
“I’ve been thinking about what Chris would have wanted me to say today. The advice he’d give me, which would be something like, “know what, babe? Fuck it. These guys know all about me, tell them about someone else.” So I thought I’d tell you about a hero of Chris’: A man called Captain Joe Kittinger. In 1960, climbing into a foil balloon, Captain Joe ascended 32 kilometres into the stratosphere. And then, armed only with a parachute, he jumped out. He fell for four minutes and thirty-six seconds, reaching seven hundred and forty miles per hour before opening his parachute five kilometres above the earth. It had never been done before, and it’s never been done since. He did it just because he could. And that’s why Chris loved him. Because the thing about Chris was—he said yes. He said yes to everything. He loved everyone. And he was the bravest boy—man—I knew. And that was… He flung himself out of a foil balloon every day. Because he could. Because he was. And that’s why.. And that’s why we loved him.”—