July 28th, 2014


On July 27, 1921, Canadian scientist Frederick Banting proved that insulin regulates blood sugar, a great breakthrough in the treatment of diabetes.  He was awarded the Nobel Prize in Physiology/Medicine (jointly with J. J. R. Macleod) in 1923 at the age of 32, still the youngest Nobel Laureate in that field, and subsequently shared the prize money with his colleague Dr. Charles Best.  [For inquiring minds: Lawrence Bragg is the youngest person awarded a Nobel Prize, in physics in 1915 at the age of 25.]  In a recent CBC survey, Banting was named the fourth most important Canadian by viewers (for inquiring minds: first, second, and third were Tommy Douglas, Terry Fox, and Pierre Trudeau).  He was killed in a plane crash in 1941.  A flame of hope was lit in 1989 in Sir Frederick Banting Square, London, ON, and will remain burning until a cure for diabetes is found.

Stamp details:
Top left:
Issued on: March 15, 1991
From: Ottawa, Canada
SC #1304

Top right:
Issued on: January 17, 2000
From: Ottawa, Canada
SC #1822a

Middle left:
Issued on: March 16, 2001
From: Boston, MA
SC #3503

Middle right:
Issued on: August 7, 1971
From: Brussels, Belgium
SC #811

Stamp on bottom:
Issued on: September 23, 1971
From: Bern, Switzerland
MC #959

(Source: colnect.com, via taylor-august)

July 26th, 2014

Damn I wish I wasn’t working all this weekend… I’d totally be trecking around tramlines. 😩

Ugh woke up this morning stumbling around, struggling to get ready. I leave the house and walk to the bus stop like some kind of real world zombie whilst thinking what the hell is wrong today?

Check my sugars and I’m hypo. And I probably have been for a while. Time to break out the dextrose tablets.

At least I’m not high I suppose.

July 25th, 2014


Pick apart
The pieces of your heart
And let me peer inside
Let me in
Where only your thoughts have been
Let me occupy your mind
As you do mine

You have lost
Too much love
To fear, doubt and distrust
Its not enough
You just threw away the key
To your heart

You don’t get burned
'Cause nothing gets through
It makes it easier
Easier on you
But that much more difficult for me
To make you see

Love ain’t fair
So there you are
My love

Your heart’s a mess
You won’t admit to it
It makes no sense
But I’m desperate to connect
And you, you can’t live like this

Love ain’t safe
You won’t get hurt if you stay chaste
So you can wait
But I don’t wanna waste my love

This is how it’s always been: we express to each other through music. I am yours… please just give me some time to figure it out on my own. 




Fuck to the NOOO

Id die


Sign me up.




Fuck to the NOOO

Id die


Sign me up.

(Source: icachondeo, via florida-kilos)

July 23rd, 2014

I’m tired of over thinking things that I have no power over to change.

And I don’t see why a lad should get a high five over something a girl in the same situation is shamed for.

Yes we do dumb shit, but as long as lessons are learned I see no problems.

……. people have an unhealthy obsession with rumours.

July 22nd, 2014

(Source: victortattoo)

July 21st, 2014

(Source: themarkedgirl)

Always this ridiculous obsession with love…

I woke up from a dream this morning, and it was one of those that play in your mind:

I dreamt that I was trying to get away from this place and someone I knew had unexpectedly come to help me. One day as we passed each other in a rush S gave me a small glass, I took it back to where I was staying and puzzled over its meaning. Until a mutual friend told me S had drunk from this glass on his 30th birthday dreaming of someone like me, and wanted me to be there to share a drink on his 40th. Now, because S was not a sentimental person I was overjoyed that he had been so thoughtful, and excited for what could mean.

Maybe this is just my mind telling me its tired of being single. Its left me with an odd longing anyway.

July 19th, 2014

Completed the DAFNE programme yesterday, and it was so helpful I don’t know why I resisted going on it for so long.
I tend to get frustrated when I can’t could carbs, or don’t know why my blood glucose is behaving the way it does… but I feel like now have the confidence and knowledge to figure these things out.


Post-it Notes Left on the Train

Writer and illustrator October Jones, the creative genius behind Text From Dog and these funny train commute doodles, is at it again with these hilarious motivational post-it notes that he leaves on the train and in other random places.The upbeat doodles, which star Jones’ adorable character Peppy the Inspirational Cat, convey positive and funny messages meant to motivate daily commuters. Whether you’re feeling the Monday blues or in need of some encouragement, Jones’ delightful post-it notes are sure to brighten your day and remind you just how awesome you are.

Via My Modern Metropolis 

(via keytwentythree)

(Source: 59th, via pakuthor)


I am a feminist because
I don’t think this video could be much more relevant.

(Source: vodkaand-cigarettes, via lacigreen)

July 17th, 2014
One day I just woke up and realized that I can’t touch yesterday. So why the heck was I letting it touch me?
Steve Maraboli (via perfect)

(Source: psych-facts, via langleav)