The thing about John Green’s writing, is it somehow captures much of the essence of being young. Those moments when you feel infinite but you don’t know how to describe it without sounding lame, or those moments when your emotions are just too much to contain. His books FEEL young. Not in a childish or unsophisticated type way, but in a sense that they represent much of my own teen years, and I love that. I hope one day I can go back a re-read them and feel again so much of what I feel now, because I don’t want to forget that. The Fault in Our Stars is beautiful, heartbreaking, hey this isn’t anything you haven’t read before on the internet, so many feel this way. I want to be a writer one day, and the way I measure success is in knowing something I wrote affected someone, or made them feel something, or changed their world a little. Well John Green, you certainly changed mine.
If Earth’s water were drained into a single drop, it would measure about 950 miles in diameter. Roughly three percent is fresh water, and just one-third of that is easily accessible. Meeting the growing need for water is a critical challenge. Many countries rely on desalination to produce fresh water, but current techniques are typically energy-intensive, using enough energy globally to power nearly seven million homes. That’s why today GE is launching an open innovation challenge to improve the energy efficiency of water desalination. Find out more about the challenge here. GIF by Julian Glander and based on data from Woods Hole Oceanographic Institution.
GE you put that water back right now, you hear me? We need that.
These two were acting like complete teenagers. When I walked up, she was nuzzling her head against his shoulder. She giggled the entire time I talked with them, while he kept a big goofy grin on his face. And whenever I asked about their relationship, she clutched his arm, looked at him just like this, giggled, then said: “We’re not telling!”
The miserable ones are the ones where all the girls auditioning are in the same room. There’s no talking in those rooms. I’ve tried. Yesterday I had to do an interview. I was in a horrible mood. I couldn’t think of basic words. I could see my publicist in the background, mouthing things to say. They want you to be likable all the time, and I’m just not.