with the shudder of your boots



"And I understand that those are positive and dense every one
And that what they seem to the child they are
[And that the world is not a joke,
Nor any part of it a sham]."
 - Walt Whitman

Nora a.k.a Nory, femme (shocker), twenty-one, student, etc. Lover of all things European, Imogen Poots, and pretty people-related.


turtle dove(s) and a partridge in a pear tree

free counters

(stole the idea for the above from stellarmatters, who is all kinds of awesome)

Aoajdaosdjosdjaodjaodjasod

Seriously? You live in an apartment building not a quiet little cottage in the suburbs. Last night you threw a party and there was screaming and I had work at 6am, but did I complain? Nope. I sucked it up and took a sleeping pill. BECAUSE THIS IS AN APARTMENT BUILDING AND NOISE HAPPENS. I watch some television at 12pm and you throw a fit. Really? Why don’t you just bury yourself in a hangover happy cure?

IF YOU DON’T LIKE SOUND I SUGGEST YOU MOVE YOUR FAT ASS OUT OF NYC. KTHXBYE.


I have the immune system/basic motor skills of an infant.

I get the flu. I get vertigo. At 4:30am. While getting a glass of water. I fall. I hit my head again. Then I think: “Oh well! I might have concussion numero dos, so I better not fall asleep! I know! I’ll watch White Collar on hulu! Thank goodness I left the laptop on the counter last night!”

I spent the rest of today napping and blowing my nose and drinking water and tumblr-creeping and complaining. There is no way in hell I am going to class tomorrow. I am a ridiculous human being who will be dragging her diseased self to the hospital instead.

The whole point of this: Unless your name is Janna (in that case, I just have to look over the post), I am going to be super late in responding to you. Also, if you might be worrying slightly, don’t. I didn’t pass out, I’m pretty sure it was dehydration, and, as far as flus go, this one is pretty mild. I’m coherent, after all. Sort of. 


Apparently I’m really obnoxious

BUT REALLY, I DON’T THINK I WAS. BECAUSE I GOT TO THE HOSPITAL AT 11:30 AND THEN WAITED FOR THREE HOURS TO BE SEEN, WHICH IS RIDICULOUS AND AWFUL AND NOT OKAY. (deep breath)

In all honesty though, I’m really tempted to call the hospital and complain about this bombastic nurse. First of all, she tells me not to complain about not being seen, because there are people dying and starving. Secondly, even after I tell her that I’m concussed, she handles my head like cookie dough and presses down on it with ALL OF HER WEIGHT. What the hell, right? Thirdly, she informs me that I should be able to work with a concussion and that I’m lucky my boss is letting me off.

OH REALLY? SO HAVING A GIGANTIC HEADACHE AND BASICALLY BEING UNABLE TO MOVE WITHOUT FEELING SICK ARE COMPLETELY OKEYDOKEY SYMPTOMS? Gah. Dumbass.

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