summer withdrawal

i miss summer. i remember walking down the street in Hoboken, NJ and seeing the quote "dream as if you'll live forever. live as if you'll die today," in huge letters, on the side of a company van. ever since then i've lived by that quote. i love James Dean.

i remember the easy, flowy, brightly colored sundresses and shorts and cardigans that i threw on whenever i went out. i love winter's muted shades though, the scarves and the knit berets, it's a nice change, plus it keeps me warm. but i'm more of a laid-back kind of person. i like popsicles and sleeping.

same old, same old

have you ever had that feeling when you're literally this close to having something you've really wanted, and then something else just pushes you back to where you were before? i've felt it so many times last week. no, last month. i guess something good could come out of it, like maybe it just reminds you that you can't always have what you want, or that you have to try harder to get what you want, but at the same time, i just need a break. I'm spoiled, i admit it. sometimes i take things for granted and sometimes i don't appreciate what I have, and that becomes a problem. you know that quote, "Live as if you'll die tomorrow..." That's exactly what i'm doing. I'm happy, living life day to day, trying to make the most of my time. and even though I think that i'm appreciating everything, at the end of the day, I realize that i'm just taking things for granted, like always. But that's it, you know ... i should stop looking back.

driving in the sun

friday night just made my week. i met up with people i hadn't seen in a long time. strawberry-flavored cigars, balloon volleyball, an outdoor party in ocean view ... so much fun.

the next morning i went to national portfolio day in DC, meaning that i woke up early to ride a bus for 4 hours with some friends a few other art students. it was fun for the most part. we arrived at about 10, waited on the sidewalk ("six bucks, here you go, have fun with that"), and then went inside. after that we walked around for a little bit and i came home at 9 p.m., a little too late to go to the movies like i planned, and a little too tired to party. i ate too little and my stomach hurt. i ate pizza, washed up, and hopped in bed.

i got so annoyed by some of the other kids though. it's like they try too hard to be different, and in my head i'm like, "loosen up. go to a kegger." but still, no hard feelings.

quote of the day: "i can totally see you living the l.a. lifestyle, driving your bmw to the beach" - my photo teacher. haha, i can see that happening in the very near future. (minus the bmw.) the image in my head reminded me of Paris: