ready for a winter that looks like this.
life hack: just be fucking nice to people
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I’m convinced that I failed my econ exam. Seriously it was terrible and I did not work hard enough on it and did not give myself enough time and should have studied one million times more. I am probably going to fail this test which means I might fail the class, since that means getting a C or lower and it’s entirely possible I have that grade since I didn’t turn in all the extra credits on the homeworks and I missed a class THE ONLY CLASS I SKIPPED ALL SEMESTER, and if I fail this class that means I have to retake it and I wont graduate and no one wants to hire a failing non graduate dropout and my career will be over and I’ll be in debt forever and will never have a farm or chickens and this is the worst day ever.
My Econ final is take home, but it’s due at midnight and I have just been rereading my notes and panicking and haven’t actually written anything yet oops!
Nancy Wake, who has died in London just before her 99th birthday, was a New Zealander brought up in Australia. She became a nurse, a journalist who interviewed Adolf Hitler, a wealthy French socialite, a British agent and a French resistance leader. She led 7,000 guerrilla fighters in battles against the Nazis in the northern Auvergne, just before the D-Day landings in 1944. On one occasion, she strangled an SS sentry with her bare hands. On another, she cycled 500 miles to replace lost codes. In June 1944, she led her fighters in an attack on the Gestapo headquarters at Montlucon in central France.
Ms Wake was furious the TV series [later made about her life] suggested she had had a love affair with one of her fellow fighters. She was too busy killing Nazis for amorous entanglements, she said.
Nancy recalled later in life that her parachute had snagged in a tree. The French resistance fighter who freed her said he wished all trees bore “such beautiful fruit.” Nancy retorted: “Don’t give me that French shit.”
DON’T GIVE ME THAT FRENCH SHIT.
Ms. Wake … had mixed feelings about previous cinematic efforts to portray her wartime exploits … “It was well-acted but in parts it was extremely stupid,” she said. “At one stage they had me cooking eggs and bacon to feed the men. For goodness’ sake, did the Allies parachute me into France to fry eggs and bacon for the men? There wasn’t an egg to be had for love nor money. Even if there had been why would I be frying it? I had men to do that sort of thing.”
IT GOT BETTER
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Bf and I just stayed up talking about which of our family members we would ship together, am I am very excited for them to someday meet!!
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- my fake ugg boots (shut up it is so cold here)
- nail polish. Zero polish, ten unpainted nails
- any kind of hair conditioner, which is extremely necessary for my bird nest winter dander hair
- a litter box for Harv, and a second bowl for her food
- cloth pad things for the steam mop I dragged across the state for my mum to use (steam all the thiiiiings!!)
- more than one pair of pants, but don’t fear because I brought at least 15 tops for 5 days so that evens out right?
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