Dead Beat Summer
Summer classes are coming to a halt next week and this summer has a shortage of awesome adventures. Everything I really wanted to do didn't happen. And when some sort of excitement happened the next day or night or both were spent puking my insides away.
All I really wanted some sun time spent at the beach. Shed a tear for me why dontcha.
Approaching fall weather is quickly ending my much beloved summer season (the best season EVAR) so there's nothing to do but maintain all sources of productivity and creativity. I've been lacking in the style department so DEF gotta work on not being so homeless looking. I live in (well you can't take New York City out of me) New York City for Chris Issak's sake!! Girls should be fucking stylish at all times in the city especially when fall fashion week(s) happens the next month. No more slacking. I mean I have all the equipment to pull through and the legs to work it with... le sigh. We will see.
Ohh, and even bigger news. I'm coming back. Well I'm coming back to the city that I adore. Maybe Queens, Brooklyn, Manhattan... Who really knows. I'm super excited for the move back but also very nervous because of the big change. The change being not moving in with roommates but with the boyfriend. How lovely but scary. Not the first time I moved in with a boyfriend but definitely the first time I move in with the love of my life. Who knows what we may go through or expect but I hope he keeps me warm at night since I have a tendency to freeze, then sweat, but freeze when drifting in and out of sleep.
P.s. Sorry about all the sweating boyfriend. I can't help it.
and i believe in gentle harmony;
My love has departed for this island, as I stay states-side in mine. He should stock up on all the olive oil beauty products he finds, but most importantly he should be creating memories he's gonna have forever. I already miss him, but he's been talking about Greece forEVER, so ENJOY IT.
I pulled out my polaroid camera. Every summer we have these photos to reminiscence on how much of a loser we were on whatever night. This summer, well for me, has been lacking of photos. I got a month left to capture that on film. I also have a month to finish the Harry Potter books. I stopped at the third book back in the eighth grade so I'm picking up the series before the last film leaves theaters. Am I a dork... well, yea.
Sign I encountered on my walk to class. Well, walk to train station that will bring me to the city, which is where my class is.
I started writing in my moleskin again. The first entry dates back to January 2, 2009. This moleskin needs to be finished and be done with by the end of summer. I've been neglectful to my sweet journal over the years. Probably because it contains some harsh memories, the usual girl drama stuff, and yep. AND TONS OF DRUNK ENTRIES. Totally forgot that my drunk/sad/crying binge was still in full force during '09. So was my humor. Good times :)









