Green Academia

starry night

Albertine Bookstore, NYC

I don't know what to do. I'm so lost in life I feel like I've made all the wrong decisions.

Let me ask you this: Did you get an instruction manual before you were born? Or attend a class titled 'how to live your life'? because I sure as hell didn’t — and neither did anyone else.

We live, we make mistakes, and we learn. We wander, we wonder, we make turns that don’t make sense until years later — if ever. Feeling lost is not only normal — it’s almost inevitable. There are so many paths, so many roads to take, and yet no clear map or lighthouse to guide us. So please, give yourself some grace. Be kinder with yourself.

You’ll likely never know for sure which road is 'right' or 'wrong' — and maybe that’s not the point. What's within your control is how you walk each path. What kind of person you choose to be along the way.

Try to do good. Try to be good. That's where your power lies.

“I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.” ― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

La Petite CathédraleCergy-Pontoise, Paris, France. 1971

Architect: Ricardo Bofill

"i would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light."

hellen keller

Literally unfollowing every single celebrity that comes across my timeline and I encourage you to follow the same.

"Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world."

Voltaire

musings on the sun

christina perneta, noor hindi, vincent van gogh, jeanette winterson, zinaida vysota docenko, anne sexton, olga kos, khalil gibran

dark academia but STEM

- pinning the most difficult equations you solved to your wall. Or just the ones you find beautiful

- lots of plants, their names written in the pots. Trying different ways to grow them.

- always having lab gloves in your bag or pockets.

- writing ideas for projects in messy notes, putting them between the pages of your notebooks and forgetting about it

- hands dirty with black ink because you’ve been writing for too long too fast

- massive books under your arms, laptop full of carefully tagged papers while the printed ones are a total mess

- insane eyes and absolute euphoria when you finally understand not only the concept, but where did it came from and how it applies on your daily life

- hair always in a bun or ponytails, short finger nails and none jewelry because ~lab rules~

- searching until late at night the exact equipment the scientists used long ago, what methods they used and imagining how would it be to be in their place.

- Feeling as comfortable in the lab as in the library.

- you hate Victor Frankenstein but legit understand why.

- sore eyes from microscope or screen light, aching backs, still not wanting to leave

- looking at people and thinking about how they truly are: organs, cells, molecules, atoms, protons, eletrons, quarks, leptons…. nothing as one would think,  everything, all the same, too big, too little, all pieces from a big puzzle

- dreaming about the topic you were studying last day

- having an idea about a paper while talking to your friends. Remembering that is not your field and going crazy because SOMEONE needs to research it.

- you are crazy to read some fiction but there are too many papers waiting for you 

- You should be used by now but sometimes still get distracted about how graphics changes according to compartments added.

- finishing a big problem and just staring at it, amazed by how it was unfolded and reorganized until you get to the final answer 

- “we don’t know….yet”

- ethics committee?? How about just test it myself, uh?(that new receipt that later comes out a absolute disaster)

- suddenly knowing how to solve a problem in the middle of a lunch

- notebooks margins filled with equations or formulas vs pages almost blank, with just one note or two

- mental breakdowns after classes thay change your perspective completely

- knowing that the truth depends on how further you can see. We’re always getting closer. Never there.

- Looking at an art piece, wondering what kind of ink was used, how it was when it was made, how time has affected it