My friends
are the best thing that ever happened to me
January 27 marks the anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz-Birkenau, the largest Nazi death camp. In 2005, the United Nations General Assembly designated this day as International Holocaust Remembrance Day (IHRD), an annual day of commemoration to honour the victims of the Nazi era.
Reflecting on the Holocaust never fails to make me weep uncontrollably, as it should. A very solemn plight to recall, but it needs to be painfully remembered always.
Okay so
I just signed up for Amazon Student.
In case you didn’t know (which I’m sure you didn’t), with Amazon Student you get SIX MONTHS OF FREE 2 DAY SHIPPING. SIX MONTHS.
Naturally I signed up and spent $60 on Young Adult Literature.
Oops.
#englishmajorproblems
Teachers matter. So instead of bashing them, or defending the status quo, let’s offer schools a deal. Give them the resources to keep good teachers on the job, and reward the best ones. In return, grant schools flexibility: To teach with creativity and passion; to stop teaching to the test; and to replace teachers who just aren’t helping kids learn.
Erase the messages, delete the number and move on. You don’t have to forget them, but just accept that they’re not that person anymore…
Was I ever truly over her? At one time I was sure that the answer was yes. But if seeing her again – and merely touching her hand – could peel back so many layers of my heart, then did I ever stop loving her the way you’re supposed to stop loving everyone but the one you’re with?
FOREVER REBLOG. Time for some Dawson’s Creek throwbacks
Sometimes I just really hate people. And wonder why I’m “friends” with them in the first place.
Glad I don’t have to pretend anymore.
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