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I want to live the rest of my life, however long or short, with as much sweetness as I can decently manage, loving all the people I love, and doing as much as I can of the work I still have to do. I am going to write fire until it comes out of my ears, my eyes, my noseholes—everywhere. Until it’s every breath I breathe. I’m going to go out like a fucking meteor – Audre Lorde 
Just be fucking honest about how you feel about people while you’re alive. – John Mayer 
Sara Bareilles from last night!

Sara Bareilles from last night!

Let people feel the weight of who you are and let them deal with it. – John Eldridge 
Stars are not small or gentle.
They are writhing and dying and burning.
They are not here to be pretty.
I am trying to learn from them.
Caitlyn Siehl, “Sky Poem” 

I’ve been meaning to write this for a few days now, because I simply had to tell tumblr that I passed my exam!! Part 3 of the State Board of Pharmacy Licensing exams, my compounding exam was by far the hardest and most miserable test I’ve ever taken in my life. I spent the entire day weeping my poor eyes out after taking it, 100% positive that I completely and utterly failed. I was basically haunted every single day for the past 5 weeks at whether I made it or not - constantly asking my parents if I had any mail today, yet unsure what the answer I wanted to hear was. It’s still incredible news to me, and largely unbelievable. No matter how long I stare at this paper for, it doesn’t fully sink in that I actually passed. But the proof is right on this letter, and I couldn’t be more relieved that I don’t have to sit through another 6 hours of this bullshit for a retest. I’m really going to be a pharmacist after all, huh?

In any case, I still have a little ways to go before I’m graduated and fully licensed. But my confidence has risen back to a solid 34%, and that’s enough to get me by for now. Happy, happy days ahead. yay.

There’s really no such thing as the ‘voiceless’. There are only the deliberately silenced, or the preferably unheard The 2004 Sydney Peace Prize lecture delivered by Arundhati Roy, at the Seymour Theatre Centre, University of Sydney.
What you allow, is what will continue.

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