September 2010
3 posts
13 tags
This is my life.
It’s days like these where I wish I could bump into a cute boy, fall in love, pack up all my stuff, dash off to the airport hand in hand, close my eyes, and pick a destination. And never look back.
But then I remember that I’m five minutes late for my next class, I have a paper due, I have to work tomorrow, all the boys in this town are idiots, I’m broke, I can’t find my keys, and I just...
August 2009
7 posts
Unaware
As of yet, I am not quite sure what I am actually doing with my life. I tend to waste away my days drawing, lounging in the sun, and working at a local restaurant. But is any of it getting me anywhere? I wish to do something much more profound.
I have all of these dreams and ideas to help and create and make a change. But instead I sit around trying to ignore all the problems people are facing...
July 2009
4 posts
Five.
I’m still estactic. Yes, that is my AP Studio Art score.
So all of the late nights and last minute projects. The stress and lack of sleep. The staying at home and missing fun because of projects. It was all SO worth it.
omg!
June 2009
5 posts
:(
My camera died.
Just stopped working. Poor little thing only lived 2 happy years.
But my new one comes tomorrow!!!
May 2009
48 posts
an old poem
oneshouldreadeverything:
Fine. Adj. Inde fin(e) able. Inde fin(e) ite. With in fin(e) ite meanings, one fin(e) ally realizes that to fin(e) d fine is to go sur fin(e) g in a sea of predatory fin(e) s, none of which say what they mean or mean what they say. I’m fine fine fine.
We aren’t meant to see the big picture. That would be cheating.
– not to mention how boring life would become if you already knew what was around every corner. (via carabelle)
don't regret
thresca:
This is the reality, we’ve become who we are because of what we’ve been through. All our experiences molded us into the person we are today.
Diddo.