Bonjour, bonjour! Loves to all!
Life has been oddly nice. Though I've been crushed under mountains of essays and studying and essays, damnit all I do is write pointless essays, I digress. Anyway, other than school being a nuissance, things haven't been bad. If I can distract myself away from my stress, which I'm getting reaaallly too good at, I'm in a perfectly fine mood.
And it seems that as I look back on this blog post, the only thing I can think of is moving forward. I'll just keep on walking, numb my past as it fades away, and let the future stand far off. I've been thrown right back into a tail spin of emotions, and I'm pretty sure if I keep spinning, I'll just fall right into your arms.
Cheese. I love thee.
Summer's picked its feet up and run away, leaving a chilly breeze and leaves slowly beginning to crunch. October? already? It's a bit frightening and overwhelming. Last night I saw the stars shine just like they did out my window in the summer. I was freezing, lack of insulation leaving my shaking in a hoodie and skinny jeans, but things warm up fairly quickly around here if you're in good company.
I'm not sure what's going on, but I like it. A lot. I like it so much, that I'm exploding with happiness to the point that I can no longer sleep. I just wake up and smile, and dance around my room. Family thinks I'm high. Friends know that I'm high. Short and sweet today, stay lovely.
Peace, Love, and Rock n' Roll
Song of the Day:
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Are You Feeling This?
So I failed to post in a few weeks. I went on vacation, started school, and then got vacuumed into this giant blackhole of homework and some new friends. I should be writing an English essay for Dolphin's class, and, yes, my English teacher is named after a sea creature.
First of all, vacation was utterly fantastic. Bar Harbour was great, beautiful, and set as if fall had already began to take over. Went on a whale watch and saw about 6 whales right off of the boat. You could hear every one of them exhaling and inhaling. And then the ride back was frigid and windy and I almost fell down about ten times, but a nice guy from Washington D.C. kept catching me. Convenience. We went to a country club right next to the ocean. I soaked in the hot tub and slept on a lounge chair. Definitely woke up feeling like P. Diddy. Or Obama, apparently his family went to the same place when they were in Bar Harbour. Swanky. We chilled with the family, celebrated my cousins birthday, and finally left early in the morning to go to NYC. We spent an entire day driving, and taking the train into the city. And, yeah, I felt like a movie star stepping out of Penn Station with my black Wayfarers on.
I've never seen so many people in my entire life. Getting out of the taxi and stepping into Times Square, it was as if the entire population of Wexford just emptied out and walked the streets. An entire world of cultures just milled about, taking pictures, running across streets, strutting in gorgeous clothing. Though it sounds obvious, the fashion there is so much more alive. I'd have a lot more fun dressing there than here. Then, of course, there was the food. I didn't eat a bad thing the entire time we were there. Even the concierge at the hotel wasn't bad! We ate every five seconds, trying to taste the food from every section of the city. Italian food was unbelievable. I gorged myself on pasta. Yay carbohydrates!
We crossed almost all of Manhattan in two and a half days. We must have walked over 60 blocks in one day. Hence my blisters. China town, Little Italy, Soho - and the purchase of a couture coat that I'm very much in love with - Times Square, The Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, Battery Park, Ground Zero, Central Park, Fifth Avenue, the Plaza. It was expensive to practically step into the Plaza. A glass of wine, a pot of hot chocolate, a cheese sampler platter - thanks to mom - water, and $100 later I was charmed and amazed by the entire thing. I know that if I were ever to visit or live there by myself, I'd never be able to live so extravagantly. By the time I left, I was in love, and flying over the city, I knew I'd have to return. I'm thinking NYU has just made it to the top of my college list. It's my only motivation to push myself in High school and right this freaking essay.
High School...well it is where dreams go to die. As long as I have my friends, work hard, and ignore the classes where I know basically no one, I'll be fine. It's a bit harder than you'd think though. Of course the biggest explosion of drama lately has been Homecoming. I've been avoiding the topic as of late, until I couldn't stand the thought of it and began ranting. Now maybe I have a date...that I asked because I'm impatient like that. And it's my homecoming, not his. Yeah, I'm that weird type of girl that will buy a guy a drink at a bar and make the first move. I know what I want. Hehe. Slut comment of the day! Really the only thing I'm excited about this is being with my friends, getting glammed up, and dancing. This slow dancing middle school awkwardness needs to end now.
Anyway, I've been on this high that I can't shake. It's only fueled by music, mass amounts of nevershoutnever and a new mix cd Ms. Feeler gave me. Might explode. My face hurts from smiling. My lips hurt from smiling....just from smiling right. *hinthint* Really the only people reading this already know. Smile, people, smile.
Peace, Love, and Rock n'Roll
Song of the Day: Blink "Feeling This" The video for this song speaks for itself.
First of all, vacation was utterly fantastic. Bar Harbour was great, beautiful, and set as if fall had already began to take over. Went on a whale watch and saw about 6 whales right off of the boat. You could hear every one of them exhaling and inhaling. And then the ride back was frigid and windy and I almost fell down about ten times, but a nice guy from Washington D.C. kept catching me. Convenience. We went to a country club right next to the ocean. I soaked in the hot tub and slept on a lounge chair. Definitely woke up feeling like P. Diddy. Or Obama, apparently his family went to the same place when they were in Bar Harbour. Swanky. We chilled with the family, celebrated my cousins birthday, and finally left early in the morning to go to NYC. We spent an entire day driving, and taking the train into the city. And, yeah, I felt like a movie star stepping out of Penn Station with my black Wayfarers on.
I've never seen so many people in my entire life. Getting out of the taxi and stepping into Times Square, it was as if the entire population of Wexford just emptied out and walked the streets. An entire world of cultures just milled about, taking pictures, running across streets, strutting in gorgeous clothing. Though it sounds obvious, the fashion there is so much more alive. I'd have a lot more fun dressing there than here. Then, of course, there was the food. I didn't eat a bad thing the entire time we were there. Even the concierge at the hotel wasn't bad! We ate every five seconds, trying to taste the food from every section of the city. Italian food was unbelievable. I gorged myself on pasta. Yay carbohydrates!
We crossed almost all of Manhattan in two and a half days. We must have walked over 60 blocks in one day. Hence my blisters. China town, Little Italy, Soho - and the purchase of a couture coat that I'm very much in love with - Times Square, The Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, Battery Park, Ground Zero, Central Park, Fifth Avenue, the Plaza. It was expensive to practically step into the Plaza. A glass of wine, a pot of hot chocolate, a cheese sampler platter - thanks to mom - water, and $100 later I was charmed and amazed by the entire thing. I know that if I were ever to visit or live there by myself, I'd never be able to live so extravagantly. By the time I left, I was in love, and flying over the city, I knew I'd have to return. I'm thinking NYU has just made it to the top of my college list. It's my only motivation to push myself in High school and right this freaking essay.
High School...well it is where dreams go to die. As long as I have my friends, work hard, and ignore the classes where I know basically no one, I'll be fine. It's a bit harder than you'd think though. Of course the biggest explosion of drama lately has been Homecoming. I've been avoiding the topic as of late, until I couldn't stand the thought of it and began ranting. Now maybe I have a date...that I asked because I'm impatient like that. And it's my homecoming, not his. Yeah, I'm that weird type of girl that will buy a guy a drink at a bar and make the first move. I know what I want. Hehe. Slut comment of the day! Really the only thing I'm excited about this is being with my friends, getting glammed up, and dancing. This slow dancing middle school awkwardness needs to end now.
Anyway, I've been on this high that I can't shake. It's only fueled by music, mass amounts of nevershoutnever and a new mix cd Ms. Feeler gave me. Might explode. My face hurts from smiling. My lips hurt from smiling....just from smiling right. *hinthint* Really the only people reading this already know. Smile, people, smile.
Peace, Love, and Rock n'Roll
Song of the Day: Blink "Feeling This" The video for this song speaks for itself.
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