Chaotic academics during quarantine: Reading until ungodly hours, sleeping in later than the world should allow, waking in a frantic haze anxiously staring at the clock and how the day ticked by during your deep slumber, anxiously thumbing through a book to catch up (when will you ever have this much time to read again?), staying in bed with a mound of half-read books at your side, a cup of black tea becoming cold as you forget it whilst inhaling Oscar Wilde and Edgar Allan Poe, reading The Yellow Wall Paper with trembling hands, muttering poetry under your breath, isolated.
pls make me focus :(
i am used to being lonely but forever to be a stranger is a strange grief.
Time will tell, I suppose, or at least, these pages will.
fendi hc ss21
january eighth: good lighting makes bar studying and thesis writing much better (not pictured: homemade chai latte and butternut squash chai snickerdoodles)
practicing the flute; working on difficult classical pieces
studying chess plays
finishing your Regency Era book
lighting too many candles
waltzing around in your room to thrifted records
daydreaming of another life
procrastinating homework because you´d rather study anything else
long, drawn out baths
reciting poetry in the darkness
studying characters soliloquy´s and planning out your own
listening to chopin and tchaikovsky and deciding which one you prefer
rewatching dead poets and mona lisa smile for the billionth time
getting drunk off of wine by yourself and waking up to your drunken scribbled notes in the margins of your favorite book
comparing different film versions of emma and of pride and prejudice
compiling a new playlist for you to study and read to
worshipping the moon and stars
watching films in foreign languages and calling it studying
a dark academia moodboard i made while i was busy being sleep deprived.
bachelors thesis research 📚