life is beautiful.
life is beautiful.
moving out sucks hard, and my room is totally bare. efff
on the plus side, i'll be back in philly from tuesday to saturday or sunday so lets chillll. start making plans with me because... i love you?
i'll only be back for a few days and then i'll be back for 3 weeks in july.
also, this is kind of lame buy i am visiting haverford on thursday, so message me if you want to come with. also i'm supposed to go see stein (and some others maybe?) third block. but uhm, i have no idea when third block is anymore. normally thats a good sign, but srsly help. when is it?
i would like to start by saying, midterms are hell. even at fashion school, i still have exams and papers. or paper. but it sucks, and theres projects and stress AND THEN I LOST MY WALLET. with my passport. and then i wanted to die, the end!
and i ran around and around trying to fix everything and havent slept because of work
but then....... !
someone amazing turned in my wallet and my money was still left in it,
i have a passport again!
my dad felt bad for me losing my wallet so he gave me 100$ to do something nice for myself (drink? ink? etc?)
draping was cancelled even though i was at the police station at the time.
went shopping for true religions instead.
creepy myspace guys who dont know when to quit are a good source of entertainment... sometimes
my internship (for shine) is having me design a coat skirt and pant group
i'm applying for one this summer (living in brooklyn!) with diane von furstenburg, who gives out clothes a lot
iced chai. enough said.
this weekend will be full of fun, friends, good music, and vodka in philly (mariataylorlove?)
my teacher loved my banana republic project,
AND AND AND
I SAW AMANDA LEPORE AT MY GYM. working out and in the dressing room, and i died of amazing. i love going to the chelsea powerfag gym. its a little bit amazing, especially the sauna which is now my #1 happiness in life.
okay everybody. god is in the sandwhich.
only if it is made with mozz, avocado, olives tomato and sartre. basically.
i'm officially 19 as of saturday.
and so far, being nineteen is about: japanese food, girly vodka drinks, koreans, cute dinners, coloring books, more liquor, shopping, and relaxing in 6h avoiding work.
things to come: ancient fashion project (greek?) for past and present, my cutie daith with roxunnah, a LOT of work, kareoke, napoleon outerwear project, and ...... cleaning when i have time. someone come visit during your spring breaks!!! mine is ver ver very far.
and thanks for all your birthday greetings, i have cute friends.
i want someone who will hug me from behind and kiss my back.
being single is overrated
in other news. BARD is veryveryvery lovely
-on the train to poughkeepsie it was snowing on the hudson, and it looked like we were just running through the water through the mountains. and i realised that i missed seeing trees
-i also realised that i miss seeing hipsters every once in a while
-and BOOKS. and intellectuals, and real conversations. i need to work on bringing that home
-the classes look so good, and i wish more than a little i went to real school and didnt waste my other half.
-and i missed my LARKIN LOVE. we're getting married because she is my favorite
-i cut our bangs and she looks so cute. and she might get my heart-daith with me <3
-we are going to mexico this summer and you're jealous. $7 hostels and no obligations here we come.
-i need to buy zinn's people's history of the united states. its so important
-i lost my credit card and state id. i kind of need those
-i'm coming home tonight and i'll only be back in new york for 2.5 days. i think i should just quit dorms and live in a bus.
i'm coming home next friday for the weekend for my birthday. lets plan something cute!
i'm talking shopping, dinners, loving and lushing.
i'm home again, and very cheerful this morning.
-i keep being yelled awake in the mornings
+after friday (or weds.?) i dont have to hear mother's voice for months.
-i blew the power converter the first five minutes i got there, which i thought destroyed my laptop battery. plus i froze my ipod
+JK. my mac loves were playing tricks on me and i fixed them this morning
+PICTURES LATER. lots of pictures
-bad dreams that always take me by surprise
+waking up realising i'm in london
+victoria and albert museum is my soulmate
+oxford circus and 4 floors of topshop with a newly filled bank account is a close second
-planeride and coming to philly
-packing! and no more brother again soon. i like that kid
+knowing ill be in new york within days. and wondering what this semester will bring
plus, march 24th is maria taylor, mates of state, the gossip and comet gain at the church. oh you better believe im coming home for that. sean agnew civil union me plz.
is anyone still in phillla? i want to hang out, and i have a few days of nothing here.
p.s. i totally saw the chapel where elton john got married. hahah
London is so cute!!!!
blowing my outlet converter the first day leaving all electronics dead is not.
but cheap internet, thatched roof cottage/pubs, mossy countrysides, sheep, shopping, windsor palace, hyde park, stonehenge and roman baths, and 3 german music channels are cute again.
and we hit museums tomorrow. and the markets at portobello friday?
three days till london, and eleven till new york & fit again.
not gonna lie, i kind of can't wait.
i need to clear my head from the past couple weeks by getting out of here, which is fiercely ironic because thats exactly what i said when i was leaving fit. and philly this summer. i think i'm just like that.
break has been fucking wierd. granted its had its highlights and sleepless nights, and cute time with my second family, but all in all i'll be glad to go back to a place where more time is spent waiting than out, and where everything is close, and always open. its claustrophobic. and i really miss feeling productive and in class. i have a greek mythology class this semester, plus fash. art with stipelman. that news coupled with my gpa (3.8!!!) means i'm a little excited for this semester. and my search for love in the city.
and london. i cant forget about that.
when i'm rich, i'll have my own plane to jet set the world in. it'll be great. venice and tokyo on alternating weekends?
that reminds me. text to england is free incoming. so TEXT ME A LOT. many many times. i can text back too, just not as much. but it will be me telling you i love you so its worth it.