Wednesday, April 16

Study today, succeed tomorrow!

oh how i love the ‘sorry english is not my first language!’ type of writers who proceed to write the second bible on ao3 that haunts its readers at night for decades

"𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓻𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮"

thinking about how hard this movie is going to hit when i finally have my ed degree and some experience… the layers of this movie that unfold every time i rewatch it is insane, the plot from Keating’s point of view is insane.

one of his top students finally lives his dream, and wow, he's amazing. then, suddenly, he's gone. no final words, but keating is sure he had a large part to play. keating watches as, gradually, the boys turn against him, but he doesn't hate them for it. there was no other choice, he gets that. charlie gets expelled, and there are now two empty desks where the most eager students used to sit. the boys to first rip up pritchard's stupid introduction, and stand on his desk. and the first to leave.

now, keating stands in his old classroom, listening to cameron read Understanding Poetry. thinking so much has changed, yet so little may be done about it. as the whole chalkboard is wiped clean.

little does he know, the remaining poets will call out to him, cherishing his teachings, and mr mcallister's steps gradually get further out into the snow. change can glide through the air, if only you allow yourself to inhale once more.

i hate when my ice jingles around in my glass when its melting, like what ghost is trying to drink my cranberry juice

hey i'm gonna work on an assignment, if you wanted to join?