Thought For The Day: Why Do Cats Have Whiskers?

Thought for the day: Why do cats have whiskers?

Heyo hot boys, girls, gays, and theys, I come to you today cause:

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/16GhMURJeHrWGgzsst3gmo?si=UQ2ZBf47TyCBREMwO-ny4g

New Sprolden playlist just dropped, come and get it—

All I’ve been listening to lately are playlists inspired by either Osemanverse ships, books, or characters, and I can confidently say:

It is not an Osmanverse playlist if it doesn’t have at least one Cavetown song in it.

In today’s essay I will be—

i finished reading radio silence and i was left with a huge desire to follow androgynous fashion like aled and make a sudden change of career like frances... it ain't an alice oseman book if it doesn't let me questioning my whole existence and future.

anyway, absolutely loved it. rated 5 stars for the feels.

now I have a new comfort book.

I JUST finished Radio Silence.

Oh. My. God.

That was beautiful, I literally can’t come up with a better word for how perfect it was than: Beautiful.

The way Alice Oseman writes first person is stunning, I’m not even a die-hard-study-needs-to-get-into-good-college girl, but I am a senior in high school who doesn’t really see a point in going to college but doesn’t know what she wants to do with her life and—characters like Frances, Aled, Raine, Carys, even Daniel, spoke to me. On a whole ‘nother level, I connected to so many characters in this book and TRULY felt like I wasn’t alone. The plot was amazing—‘simple’ I suppose, but oh my god. I could see it all clearly, and I was very invested in how everything turned out.

And SPOILERS RIGHT HERE, that end scene, when the announcer is announcing Aled and he and Frances are backstage, my heart was stuttering with nervous excitement right along with them. I was listening to “It’s All So Incredibly Loud” by The Glass Animals as I read it, and oh my god. This book felt like a dream come true. Like a longing for more, a creative supernova exploding, a painful ache when a friend moves away, the crushing rush of LIFE when something goes right—this is my new comfort book. That can be very much concluded.

Radio Silence by Alice Oseman is a freaking masterpiece in my opinion.

Thought for the day: How come I have to be responsible when it’s convenient for others, and treated like a kid otherwise?