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.