sometimes

things can't help but go to shit.
just because it happens a lot doesn't mean that you're ever ready for it, or that it ever stops hurting so much.
it will always be a shock, and it will always be painful.

12/22: ohio

star-streaked speck
combating a blaze [fitting memento]
a minute telescope
something right [just system]
under
trap
the city hidden
ominously empty
bigger, hotter, and closer to home
burning
burning
until dark.

this looks a lot cooler in person. i found random words in a natgeo and made this poem out of them. THIS was my inspiration. i think i've found a new hobby.

hahahaha oh fuck

C+ in math.
hello, mediocre GPA.

intensifying love

yeasayer:

i heard them live last summer on a whim, and was not expecting to fall so in love with their music.

this is them performing a track [O.N.E.] from their new album Odd Blood, which is being released in february. SO EXCITED. their first album was amazing, and i'm sure this one will be just as good, if not better.

so much time

now that classes are done for the quarter, i have time to do all the things i want/need to do, which include cleaning my room, making/finishing some art projects, looking for a job, christmas shopping, experimenting with my new camera, thrifting... the list goes on. so far i've just downloaded a lot of new music and watched a lot of tv and movies. i have better hopes for next week though =)
someone join me for tea, please?

FINALS

ho hum.
i can't wait until wednesday afternoon when i'll be done with all of this.

december?!

i do not know what's going on in the real world, besides that december 1st is world AIDS day. i seriously spend too much time in my own head, sorting out my nonsense.
thank you, soogie, for helping me remember how FAT i am. sigh.
in other news, i need a coffee/tea buddy because i can drink only so many lonely cups of tea at home. and people to photograph, because i can take only so many photos of clouds and walls.

JK JK

still here... i guess.
haha i don't really know what to do with myself.
thanksgiving at home was rather uncharacteristic. wishing i was in chicago, but at the same time i've enjoyed lazing around the house being a complete vegetable. i haven't spent thanksgiving at home in years.
i'm trying to collect and motivate myself. only a week left of the quarter and then finals. soo glad christmas is coming up. but i'm also trying to motivate myself to look harder for a job. i'm resenting where i am right now more and more. it's only a matter of time before i drive myself completely insane. so yeah, need a job.
but yay, holidays. i watched elf about 2 hours after i had thanksgiving dinner. i'm thinking i'm going to watch it again before the weekend's over.

rearranging

if you're still interested in my life/thoughts, you can find me HERE. there's always facebook and twitter too.

i need a break.

a really long and strange break. see you on the flip side. or in real life, which is always preferable.

oh hey, what's up? not much, just wearing suspenders.

where did the week go? i'll never know.
but definitely not complaining.
between skipping class, making guacamole, sipping tea, watching tv from last week & movies, i don't really know what's going on anymore. i feel a sickness coming on, though. oh noes. more tea? i think yes.
but other than that and wanting to be back in a big city, nothing has really happened.
oh, well i bought a hip flask...

great weekend in chicago

my only regret is that i didn't take more photos when i was traaaashed. and luckily, i didn't capture any of my more embarrassing moments. haha

i'm back?

it's so hard for me to keep this going without feeling insane.
i have so many things i want to say, but so many of them i shouldn't.

but maybe in time.

can't wait for the weekend. and then november and thanksgiving. and then december and christmas. i love, love this time of year.

i am done with this nonsense.

done. this. nonsense.

click,

YAY OCTOBER.

it's become all autumn-y, so i'm happy.
halloween is a few weeks away. costume ideas?
i'm also hoping that sometime in the next couple months i'm able to visit chicago and my lurvver. i miss big city life =/
i havent had much time [and supplies] to give attention to my journal like i usually do, but i just found this quote i wrote down from the first day of my history class. my professor said, "the reason that i frown is not that i'm mad, i'm thinking." he was saying this in relation to answering students' questions, but i got so much more than that from it. and i want to include it in one of my stories asap. and it applies to me.

graffiti on the bathroom stall

i bought a sweater like this last week. and i love mitchell davis more than ever. mitchell davis if you read this, WE SHOULD BE BEST FRIENDS.

so yeah, it's cold

i began writing this SUPER long post about autumn, the holiday season, and my current feelings/problems concerning my latest adventure aka staying home and enrolling in state school lol. but it was getting really long and intense, so if you're interested to hear about it, let me know and we can have a conversation or something [or i can post it. i guess.] haha.
yay for sweaters and warm things!
p.s. someone please rescue me from my reclusion/awkward social interactions/other strange routines

9/26/09:

school & stuff

as i embark on what may possibly be the most pointless quarter of my college career [lol], my creativity has been a bit subdued.
not to hate on my new fellow buckeyes, but from what i've experienced these last few days, the student body as a whole is rather uninspiring. obviously i'm not really in a position to pass a lot of judgment since it's only the second day of classes. i will say, though, that the guy sitting next to me in my latin american civilizations class didn't realize the map of mexico he was holding wasn't right side up; my math lecture today covered graphing a line, with a mention of the quadratic formula, but we mainly made a graph and looked at it, and looked at it; and i'm basically ahead of my entire english class because i happened to study one of the two novels for my writing class last semester.
but alas, it's only the first week. hopefully things get better, more exciting, and crazier [good crazy].
and i'm definitely going to work on my class choice for next quarter. hah.
it's been rainy the last few days. yay for relaxation and tea!

9/18/09: the sadness

i laid in the light and waited for my salvation. none came but an overwhelming feeling of hopelessness, uselessness, a freedom within from the forces without. i enjoyed the pain, the stinging, scorching pain that reminded me i was human. my weakness manifested, my lies no more. i laid still and felt the warmth that ran from my eyelids down into the depth of my heart. the sheets soft, the light rigid. the house a filter. such nonsense, keeping my soul locked away. but it's all i can do to stop, to dull, to delay the sadness.

9/10/09: oh gosh, i missed this.

this releasing, unleashing, unusual aspiration - exhibition of self.
i can hear my heart beating, and it's lovely.
lightning in my eyes, electricity in my veins.
hyperactive blood flow, hypersensitive brain cells.

9/8/09: and i painted the sky with a brushstroke

summer is leaving us, but the sunsets are still phenomenal.

9/2/09: purple scarves and yellow tees [pt. 1?]

"i like books about drugs and insanity and outcasts and tortured love. can't ever forget the tortured love - it's what strings my life together."

8/30/09: russell brand writes,

"there's something about the collapse, the yielding; it's giving into death i suppose, but it kind of makes you feel at ease. i've got this sense in me sometimes that perhaps death will simply be blissful - an endless expanse of nothingness, which might be a great relief from the tyranny of life's minutiae."

i think

my journal has been crazier than usual, so i'm hesitant to post anything new. my last post basically sums up my entire summer. i have one month left, but i have a feeling it's not going to be much different. i can't tell if i've been making better or worse decisions with my life. it's summer, so i honestly don't care at the moment. except i do care, but i have this tendency to not do anything about it. i think i'm going to be a bit depressed the next few days, because everyone i know at nyu is moving back to the city; and coincidentally, i've been wanting nothing more than to be back in the heart of new york, throwing my life away more rapidly than i am here. hi my name's alia, and i'm terribly confused.

8/6/09: dreams

dreams of stars and blankets and tents and cuddling and bonfires and smoke and smoke and more smoke and more alcohol and more sex. and recklessness and bad decisions. and torture, reward, and coffee. addiction, sweet, sweet addiction. lights, darkness, exposure. after exposure, after exposure. development. prints, progression. depression. hopelessness, future. old and young. cold air.

8/6/09: john hughes died

he did great things for the 80s and cinema

8/2/09: new york -

i lost my soul there, and i'm pretty sure it still has my heart, too.

8/1/09: happy brirthday to me.

"did i really think the world would stop for me?"

7/24/09: high school

i was just thinking back to graduation slideshow. i thought i would cry, but i didn't. i think i'm finally over those people and that place. i don't really care about any of it now. no attachment, no sentiment, no joy, no pain. i want to go back to a simpler time, yes, but...

7/17/09: beloved friend

i look in your face and see what the world has done to you.

5/31/09: the rhythm and rapture

the way the bodies move, so graceful. so natural. if only we could all exist in those moments of sweet passion. surrender ourselves to the light, to the water, to the bliss that comes with the loss of self. the joining and sharing - the rhythm and rapture. the unity.

5/2/09: manuals

i realized recently that If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things and Serious Girls basically explain why i do anything, why i have done anything within the last 5 or 6 years of my life. i think they were [are?] my manuals for growing up. for being a real person.

6/21/09: eternal sunshine for a particular someone

you, come and talk to me when you're ready to talk. we sort of belong to each other. but obviously we don't. we are two of a kind, and i hate to lose this. but i will if we must. let me know one day what you think, feel. i may be ready to listen. i may not. but at least we had something. and if it was a good something, we'll have it again. i'm watching eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, call it inspiring.

a sudden, interesting, and brilliant idea. or an intense cry for help.

from now on, i'll only post excerpts from my actual journal.

"WHAT?! alia sharing her real and personal thoughts on the internet??? for who-knows-how-many people to read?! this doesn't make sense!"

yes, yes.

they will be short, cryptic [usuallysometimes], vulnerable, real.

generous insanity, maybe?

PARTY ERRRDAY!

back in the 614

had a great week [except for the death of Michael Jackson. may he rest in peace along with Farrah Fawcett. omg and Billy Mays!], preparing for another!

i love summer,

and i love nutella.

off to virginia tomorrow! WV on sunday, then back to ohio +1 [lyapa!]

my summer 09 anthem:

will be blasting this all day while i'm driving.

on days like this,

i realize that even if i could only leave the confines of my house for five minutes, it would be worth it for a summer evening. i would be happy forever if i could taste the warm sunset, smell the fresh grass and earth beneath me, and feel the presence of lightning bugs and relaxed spirits. just a few moments.

blueberry pancakes & boarding school.

they were good, i swear.

surprisingly insightful and relatable, this book has made its way into my top 30 or so.

oh so silly.

life is so silly. i'm tired of it.

is it just me, or do friends suck?

i know, i know. i swore off ranting online a few months ago, confining all the soul-bearing to my actual journal as opposed to this artificial world we've created on the internet. but alas, my recent musings have left me perplexed and i don't think i can search within myself anymore or else i'll become even more insane than i already am. SO. call me cynical, pessimistic, jaded, whatever, but i'm getting so tired of everyone and everything. i mean, i'm sure it's mostly me, but i'm feeling like it's so hard to connect with people. coming back home, i think i had a lot of expectations of how things will be. of course, i'm always disappointed because i fantasize [being] in a strangely idealistic world. a world where i hang out with friends, live simply, and slowly ruin my life by choosing passion over reason in almost every situation. growing up is hard in movies and television, supposedly a mirror of real life, but growing up in real life seems infinitely more difficult to me because the options present in movies and tv just aren't quite here. i don't know if that makes sense, but i guess i just keep realizing that we ARE all growing up, and life can't be as simple as i want it to be. but anyway, back to friends. i'm also realizing that some of the friends i have/had aren't people i really want in my life. i'm not trying to sound melodramatic. it's just that i think i dealt with people in high school and other places because they were all i knew. i mean, i was pretty sheltered. it was like people became my friends by default. i'm not trying to hate or anything, but i feel like we should get past this "oh yeah, we're friends because we've been friends for so long..." thing without any real basis. i'm definitely not talking about all of my friends. just the ones that happen to appear occasionally and act like we have a real friendship when we don't. and i think i've changed to the point where i don't want to associate with certain people. maybe that's harsh, i don't know, but i'm tired of the wholesome, preaching drones. i don't want to try to talk to someone, knowing they won't understand what i'm saying because they can't grasp any other ideas than what they've been taught growing up. and even religion aside, some personalities are beginning to clash with my own and i don't see how i dealt with it before. maybe i've changed too much. maybe i'm just really fucking fed up with my friends AND myself that i'm just fishing for all the worst things i can say. maybe i don't understand why i'm finally "home", yet i feel completely alone, stranded within the limits of myself. WITHIN THE LIMITS OF MYSELF. i think that's what it all comes down to. i complain and try to blame others, but i'm just unhappy with where i am. for some reason, i'm not able to change my position, and decide that everyone else must change theirs. strange. even though i'm not done ranting, i'm going to stop here because this is getting ridiculous. so yes, it's me. but yes, friends do also suck. this is all ridiculous, and i'm sorry if you read it all. but hey, you didn't have to... so i suppose i don't really need to apologize. buuut this shall be continued another time.
[i think what i mean to say is that i've found myself hating practically everyone i know. but i'm not entirely sure if that's what i mean to say...]

right now:

no money.
no job.
no major.
no [serious] plans.

BUT
in a week, i'm going on a mini-roadtrip! how it will work with the things listed above, i don't know. but that's what i love about life. haha...

and to be fair, i have an interview on monday, which could eliminate the first 2. and i suppose i do have some sort of plans... but i think you get my point...

so i want to know:

what are YOU getting out of life?
and seriously, what is it that you're working towards? what brings you happiness? what is your life leading up to? are you there yet? close? why are you headed in that direction? do you actually love what you're doing? or do just want to want that? did someone tell you when you were young that you would be doing this? did anyone tell you that you have to do this? does your life have any passion? what do you feel? do you feel alone? do you feel lost, confused...? or does it all make sense? do you feel like you're growing up? do you think you're figuring everything out? do you still have the same dreams as when you were 10? 13? 16? 18? what has changed? why? were you happier then? are you happy now? things change, but why do some consistently stay the same? why do the stages in our life clash so violently? do you feel the clash? why do parents protect their children from a thing they have no control over? were you protected? are you glad you were? are you glad you weren't? when will people stop trying to act like they know what's going on in the world? does anyone know? do you know?

this started as something else, and evolved into that. completely different, yet a summary of the thoughts floating in this strange head of mine. 3:18am and none the simpler.

well, of course.

6/1

everything is so silly. nothing makes sense. there is no purpose, no clarity.

what i did today

day 1:

oh, where have i been?

all around. upside down. inside out. turned this way and that. bobloblaw. GASP.

dsl;dfnkawoe

the last few days have been great. i have a feeling this summer/my remaining college years are going to be awesome [even despite me being broke at the moment hah]. will maybe eventually update you w/ photos, info, decisions, etc.

we're 8 and we like playgrounds, fields, rain, and zac efron.

it's only been 10 minutes, but summer feels really nice.

yeah, just finished my papers about 10 minutes ago. SO HAPPY.

now i can begin to enjoy summer/look for a job/unpack.

i look forward to going outside and experiencing the beauty that is ohio.

almost there!

packing. i'm leaving sunday.
just two more papers and summer will truly be here =)

[more narcissistic than usual. seriously been feeling like i could fall in love with my own reflection lol]
SEE YOU SOON, OHIO!

chai, cereal, writing. and packing, can't forget the packing.

that's all you need to know. that's all i'm doing this week.

STRESSED OVER FINALS?!?! yeah, not yet.

my best friends today have been balkan beat box, crystal castles, my fujifilm, and vanilla chai.

i haven't yet managed to tackle my schoolwork. i'm a little worried about how un-stressed i am about finals. i have to do 8 essays, 2 papers, one actual test, and compile a portfolio of my strongest writing within this coming week. oh, and sometime i'll need to pack haha. but it'll all work out, no worries.

still need to find a job for summer.

in the rain with no umbrella [my pathetic attempt at poetry]

in the rain with no umbrella, the drops collide heavily with my skin
and mask the pain beneath.
the moisture
burns,
stings,
and i glance around
to see if anyone else has become
nature's victim.
the metal, plastic, draped conveniently,
shield from attack,
shield from
feeling.
"only a few more blocks," i tell myself. but
the rain keeps falling. falling and
stinging.
my spriit begins to
wither,
explode.
we're separated by umbrellas.

anyone there?

i know, it's been a while.
life has been sort of chaotic, and yet it's finally making sense.
i'm currently preparing for finals, writing papers, thinking about packing. move out next weekend

i may get back to blogging in the summer, i don't know. i have some interesting ideas/projects that i want to explore, so maybe i'll share them here.



catch some of my thoughts on twitter

dear summer,

please make haste.

i am

failing at life. like, seriously. i cannot do anything right in this place. take me to pluto please. where the weather is nicer, and the hearts are warmer.

soogie's here.

BAAAHAHAHAHA.

i hate blogger.

i hate facebook.
i hate myspace.
i hate twitter.
i hate flickr.
i hate nyu.
i hate digital photography.
i hate my journal.
i hate my thoughts.

wir sind die roboter.

4 [or is it 3?] essays, 2 full days, 1 midterm and i'm home!

banana chocolate chip muffins
coffee
kraftwerk
"a thing for me"
letters & cards
70s & 80s michael jackson
hok & so you think you can dance
macbeth
warm, yet cloudy. not too warm, but not cold.
england

i don't know.

HI AGAIN.

so i don't know if i'd say i'm "back," but i may post a few things here and there.

i've sort of figured out where my mind is, and i'm getting to a better place.

lots of [real] journal entries and little art projects.

i don't really even know what to write on here, because i've so changed my approach to life and self-expression. if that makes any sense. i've sort of been in a self-inflicted exile. by isolating myself, i'm able to remember who i am and what i want to do in life.

again, if that makes sense to anyone but me. hah.

bye.

for a bit, at least.

heyyeahsoum

i'm thinking about discontinuing my blog. any thoughts?
i'm also thinking about maybe just starting fresh and sticking to one form of expression [for lack of better words] i.e. photograhy, poetry, drawing, music, video.
i want to hear your ideas =) comment, email [ajl405@nyu.edu], whatever.

eff effffff EFFFFFF.

having a rough time.

it's valentine's day. meh.

sorry for the lack of updates, i haven't really been feeling blogger. i may just stop altogether.

thursday night, alex and i went to some gallery openings in chelsea. it was nice to get away from our little village-bubble. the wine was nice too.

so i really do love new york city museums. except today, i went to an exhibit on "art and love in [the] renaissance" at the met. all the couples = not cool

AND last night i saw "he's just not that into you" with some friends. it was good i guess, but just another romantic comedy, you know?

oh, and it's been so unreasonably windy here. how's the weather where you are?

blowing it.

so although i'm recovering from my weekend cold, i'm beginng to deal with all the homework i've been slacking on. failing to pay attention to some materials, i missed the perfect opportunity to take a required museum trip over the weekend. now, i'm planning on going tomorrow morning, skipping my leastfavoriteclassever, in order to have the assignment done by friday. i would totally not go and bs into oblivion, but we have to have a receipt and ticket stub. urgh, lee, urgh. in other news, i LOVE my mon-weds classes, soc. foundatinos [sociology] and writing. glassman and bauman FTW. however, tuesdays and thursdays are like dying. cultural foundations [art history/nonsense/idkwhattheclassissupposedtobeabout] and biology. twice a week. make that thrice, for bio lab on friday.

hah. i'm just bitter that my transcript is going to be effed.

yesterday i dropped my phone in the elevator. luckily, it's fine. but then later on, i spilled water on my laptop. again. [first time had been... omg! february! of last year!]

got two free pens on the street today. guys advertising for a demetri martin show. tonight? maybe. i don't know, i just like free stuff lol.

so i have to go catch up on lots of reading.

in case you were wondering: my weekend.

a taste of karma?

so i skipped class the other day and told my professor i wasn't feeling well... today i wake up with an intense sore throat and a stuffy nose.

i'll probably spend the weekend drinking tea, sketching, and bidding on a particular polaroid camera. oh and movies of course.

sweet Paint skills:

^lyapa simuzoshya, one of the best =)
her book, Even in my Death, is available at barnesandnoble.com [and target & amazon!]

metronomy

my new love.

behold, CHOCONYMPH.

soogie choi is the greatest.

[be sure to click the link above to see the image in its entirety and even more amazing creations by my talented friend]

wait, when was groundhog day?

life has been rather dull. although that's relative, because i suppose nothing can be too dull in new york city.

the other day i started re-reading If Nobody, and i've been in my own dreamy, poetic world ever since. love this book.

yesterday i think i was inspired by 1) above mentioned book 2) renaissance artwork - which i'm studying for a few classes 3) the 25 Things fb notes - mine and others and maybe 4) soogie's recent awesomeness.
[sort of like how edward scissorhands was the inspiration for my haircut]

haha who knows, but i've begun doodling, sketching, whatever you want to call it. muuaaahahaha i'm going to take over the world.

hah i'll post a photo sometime.

but aside from my sporadic creativity, nothing's been happening. today it snowed like a bitch and walking to class was unpleasant and gross. one of my classes was cancelled =)

FOR SOOGIE.

so, um, i'm too lazy right now to put on an awesome array of clothing... sooo i searched through my photos...



HAHA. i am putting my full confidence in you, you can do anything =) and plus, it helps that you know what i look like, yes?

thursday?

so i thought it was wednesday until the middle-end of my cultural foundations class this morning.

while so many are having a snow day,

i'm, well, not.

=)

i've actually been pretty busy with school work... which, in my opinion, is not acceptable at all. haaaaah.

going to writing class, then i have lots of reading and writing that i didn't finish [or even start] last night.

not feeling too well =/ hopefully it passes

some of these are quite funny:

glassman's cool, but atkins was cooler.

sorry for the lack of posts... my weekend was predictably uneventful. well, in some ways at least.

i watched movies and tv, of course.
friday night we drew each other's dream man:

taken from my cell, so sorry if it's blurry. his name is landon pulanimoa. he's hawaiian and dominican, apparently. haha

saturday i didn't leave the dorm at all. we watched Josh, a bollywood west side story. lol so awesome.

sunday was almost a wasted day, but i watched blade runner in the library for my writing class. it was based on do androids dream of electric sheep? which i described a few posts ago. took me forever to write a reaction though. i had to edit and shorten like crazy [it could only be 1-2 pg]

I AM SO READY FOR SUMMER.

hello weekend!

first week of classes, done.

and what better way to celebrate than with a totally random video:


yacht

i still want to drop bio, though.

so i didn't want to leave things where they were in my last post. biology schmiology.

also, i have time because i'm not tired, am already done with my work for tomorrow, and don't have class until 11am. i could catch up on sleep, but my roommate just ordered insomnia, so yeah. so i'm going to get my dose of chocolate =) but after that, maybe... umm i can't believe i don't really have anything to say or rant about. other than the ordinary i-hate-college crap. it's getting old, even to me. hah

maybe a video: nope just kidding, youtube is "performing site maintenance."

well in my writing class we read philip k. dick's "do androiods dream of electric sheep?" which was the original inspiration for the movie blade runner. very interesting. about the human race during a post-apocalyptic period where androids have become prevalent, and people are emigrating to mars. it addresses the questions: what is it to be human? what makes one alive? are androids living? after i read it, i was just sort of like "alright, that was interesting, but weird. whatever." but our discussion in class today brought such a new perspective to it all. and i understand the book so much better. and it's intense. we're watching the movie [blade runner] on sunday and writing a response based on our notes.

um because i feel like this blog couldn't seem any more boring, i'm going to go now. lol

goodnight

ouch.

headache. college. ksldkfs;kd it all sucks lol.

so the semester started yesterday. lots of reading... and guess what else? BIOLOGY. whyyy am i taking bio?? i really want to drop and take a sophomore seminar class, but i'm afraid haha. but anyway, my bio teacher already got on my bad side by insanely generalizing left-handed and right-handed people. prof lee: "...that's why people have always thought lefthanded people were slow, weren't as smart as righthanded people." and he went on and on, claiming lefties do certain things - things i do not, in fact, do. he didn't even say "some" or "most", or ask me, the only lefthanded person in the class, if those things applied.

wtf.

goodbye Cosmo, goodbye Ohio.

i suppose this is a really pointless post.
i'll be in new york for the next four months.
send me waves of peace, love, and patience.

exactly.

PostSecret

albatross & finch

haha get it? albatross & finch...
so my new favorite cartoon may be 6teen, a canadian show about 6 sixteen-year-old best friends that spend their time after school in the local mall. i'm hooked, thanks to tomi's little sister. jude, the blonde, is my favorite haha. after watching a few episodes tonight on cartoon network, i decided to try youtube and was geeked beyond belief to find that a lot of them are there.

i would post more videos, but i'm not that lame baahahaha.

it IS friday, right?

i've had a strange few days. i guess you could say that i've been relatively relaxed, mainly staying inside to avoid the snowy and insanely brutal cold. but it's also been a bit rough, knowing these are my last few days at home. fksnfwpoei i can't even think of the right words to express how i'm feeling. i've been a mess; sleeping at odd times, crying sporadically, shying away from human interaction. there are actually a lot of things i need to get and do before heading back, but i've been avoiding everything... as if it would all go away if i just didn't think about it. hah. i just wish life was simpler. *sigh* i think i'm going to bed. yeah i know, 11:30 on a friday night. sorry this post completely sucks in the interesting, lighthearted, photo, and video/music departments. i've been off all day.

is love alive?

if possible, listen to this: winter song - sara bareilles and ingrid michaelson

this song was running through my head all day. especially when i was spending a few moments in the snow...

5.26.08

this was taken on the first real day of summer vacation last year. right after we had graduated. i was with friends, and those few days... the days between finals and and when we went our separate ways the next week... those days seemed like the happiest time in my life.

i haven't left the house since friday. hah.

so basically i've spent the weekend inside, avoiding the cold, reading, watching movies, and drinking lotsandlots of tea. (i'm starting to think i've been drinking way too much tea in the last few weeks... because i mean, you know what they say, how too much of something isn't good. moderation etc etc... is 4-8 cups/day bad?)

so for some reason, i decided to listen to gym class heroes for a few hours the other night... just a little while ago, i found this cover they did of red hot chili pepper's "under the bridge". what do you think?

oh, eddie george and his grille!

i swear, eventually i'll post all the worthwhile, somewhat meaningful things i've been thinking recently. i even have a draft from 1-2ish this morning... but for now, you'll just have to settle with this [ninjasonik]:

i smile and guiltily giggle every time.

oh, camille. [and columbus state, high st, and this darn wintry weather]

spent the afternoon with soogie and caitlin.
(sorry for such few photos hah)