as finals week approaches, zuko is the one who settles down with a zen playlist and a cup of tea and meticulously writes tiny notes in cramped handwriting on 3x5 notecards. he studies mostly in the mornings and afternoons and in quiet corners between classes. sometimes he likes to retreat to the library.

sokka, meanwhile, stocks up on junk food (mostly pizza rolls and oreos) and makes multiple daily trips to the campus coffee shop. he studies best at night and he has a giant cork board covered in color coded notes that he continuously adds to. he takes breaks from reading to watch youtube videos and sometimes about whatever he’s been studying, but usually they’re more along the lines of geico commercial compilations.

((finals are either here or on their way for pretty much everyone still in school atm. don’t know about you guys but i’m slowly dying. what do you do to help yourself concentrate???))

I try, when I write fiction, to think on my feet—to present a number of propositions in a variety of different ways, and leave the reader to construct her own fiction for herself from the elements of my fictions. (Reading is just as creative an activity as writing and most intellectual development depends upon new readings of old texts. I am all for putting new wine in old bottles, especially if the pressure of the new wine makes the old bottles explode.)

Angela Carter, Notes from the Front Line

@wildehacked @hermiowngranger @thereassurancefairy this seems relevant to all three of your respective interests

Dreams and Reality Paris Burning Photo Hugh Ardoin

The Hummer and the bummer, life as seen from both ends of the prism

Above ground and below, almost touching ground zero

We all have a dream as we try to ignore that life has no happy ending

The art of living is the perfection of procrastination

There is no escape by speeding SUV’s that reflect the skies

Nor in the tunnels of decaying fallout shelters

Hugh Ardoin The Paris Burning Gallery