“Summer romances begin for all kinds of reasons, but when all is said and done, they have one thing in common. They’re shooting stars, a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, fleeting glimpse of eternity, and in a flash they’re gone.”—The Notebook (via synapseto-synapse)
“Truth about girls; it doesn’t matter who dumped who or why. Whenever we see an ex with another girl, it always bothers us. Not because we’re not over you, but because we know that we used to be that girl.”—(via charinamae) (via darleeeny) (via khaishinex)
Early birds may get the best worms—or at least the best garage sale deals—but they also tire out more quickly than night owls do. In a new study researchers Christina Schmidt and Philippe Peigneux, both at the University of Liège in Belgium, and their colleagues first asked 16 extreme early risers and 15 extreme night owls to spend a week following their natural sleep schedule. Then subjects spent two nights in a sleep lab, where they again followed their preferred sleep patterns and underwent cognitive testing twice daily while in a functional MRI scanner.
An hour and a half after waking, early birds and night owls were equally alert and showed no difference in attention-related brain activity. But after being awake for 10 and a half hours, night owls had grown more alert, performing better on a reaction-time task requiring sustained attention and showing increased activity in brain areas linked to attention. More important, these regions included the suprachiasmatic area, which is home to the body’s circadian clock. This area sends signals to boost alertness as the pressure to sleep mounts. Unlike night owls, early risers didn’t get this late-day lift. Peigneux says faster activation of sleep pressure appears to prevent early birds from fully benefiting from the circadian signal, as evening types do.
This looks like good news to me, the chronic insomniac.
Sometimes, I write a random text to you. When I look at my contact list to find your number to send it to, I half expect it to not be there.
It’s a surreal thing. I feel like you were never really there. You were just a figment passing through and now that it’s over, all traces of you would be gone. I feel like this past year was all a dream.
The kind of dream you want to remember, but the harder you try to remember, the blurrier the images get. Eventually, you just can’t recall anything anymore.
..is that women need to be classy. None of this two sizes too small, two inches too short, or too colors too clashy. Be tasteful, not tasteless. Your best accessory should be your personality and your smile, despite what anyone says. Wear it with pride.
And when you do something, do it like you mean it. Never half ass anything. Draw, write, think, dream, big. Gigantic, huge. Make yourself known without being obnoxious. Be confident enough to know you’re entering the room being yourself and being yourself is the best and the only thing you can be.
Most importantly, have some self respect. Don’t settle for anything less. When you’re being looked down on, stand up tall and stare them down. Know what you believe in and value that. When you’ve learned some self respect, give some back to everyone else. Everyone deserves to be listened to, even if all they spew is behind-your-back, two-faced shit. Haters make you famous, and if you can handle them with class, you’re an even better person.
You don’t need people who bring you down, but love those who pick you back up.
“I handle my own shit. My own heartbreaks, my own bad days, my own “i-don’t-know-who-i-am days”, my “I-need-to-figure-everything-out days”, and yes even my good days..so don’t come into my life thinking you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, thinking you shine some enlightenment into my own personal being..because quite honestly I can control my own happiness..and you my dear are just an extra perk.”—(via genabeat | maggayeee | lovempreyes) (via kimberlyjane) (via leanajoclaire) (via geeeedin) (via derlynnn)