my parents told me they would help out if i could find an internship in iceland next summer. whoa!

money is weird.

GROW HAIR!

gym two days in a row. could it be possible? home life is starting to wear on me. work starts soon, finally some cash for my empty pockets. m83 on monday night. i have jury duty next week, wtf.

all i want to do is be outside and listen to the sounds it makes and watch the shadows from the trees on the pavement.

HOLY SHIT. THIS MOVIE WAS SO GOOD. really, i can't stop thinking about it. i watch a lot of movies, and really like a lot, but man, this one was different. it was just, a perfect movie. depressing, funny, deep, artistic, easy to relate to, engaging. to the very few people who actually read this blog, i'm giving you strong advice to go and see it. i've always had a thing for scandinavia, and this movie just intensified it. my grandfather is from oslo, where it was filmed and now i think i need to go there and see it and just exist in that place. i've been getting choked up a lot lately. at sappy movie trailers and old family photographs. i suppose that it's not a bad thing, it's just weird for me.

i wish that my head would stop hurting.

i need to stop focusing on the future and where i want to be.

LIVE IN THE NOW!

i want you so bad!

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i want to stop having so much stuff, but i want newer better stuff to replace all of the old crap that i have. never ever satisfied. oh the pains of having the american thirst to consume non-stop..

i kind of feel better this morning.

i'm going into boston sometime this weekend to see this new norwegian movie with my mom, i hope that i can convince her to go with me to ICA.

got my work schedule, i am going to be a slave to the hospital, but it shouldn't interfere with my extreme social life in andover, nope.

i am officially employed, thank god.

i am officially going to major in art history.

i am officially the victim of taco bell.

yum, food poisoning!

i like the way my shoes sound when i walk around the museum.

grades:

drawing b+
photo b+
art history a-
microeconomics b-

okay, okay.

i've been thinking about majoring in art history again. i love the idea of just making art all of the time, but it just doesn't feel academic enough for my brain. i want to read and write and think about things going on outside of my own head. plus, i feel so great in the museum, but we shall see.

I LOVE MY JOB SO MUCH.

life right now equals:

watching angel
adventures to far away places with my friends
reading children of men
cooking dinner every night
looking at art made by kids

i have a new purple phone today i went to smith and it made me miss it & the people but it also made my realize that i need a break from it for awhile i think that i am falling in love with life in andover right now i'm sure i will get sick of it but right now it is nice to have a job that i love to see my family and to have adventures with my friends i really want to go camping though sometime soon except i don't want mesquito bites things that i do want right now are feather earrings only high waisted things to have longer hair to lay in the sun to read my addison catalogues to get my septum pierced again more tattoos and to accept changing friendship dynamics with open arms even if it means that something that used to be good is ending.

i just went to the library and took out 6 books.
i lied, i'm glad to be back in andover.

A SILVER MT. ZION TONIGHT!

oh & this is some of the art that is up at the museum now, everyone that can should come & see it!

tuesday:
kindergarden tour of the museum
lawrence high tour of the museum
talked about wall color for an exhibition

wednesday:
four classes on portraits taught to 6th graders

thursday:
arts and crafts with 2-5 year old boys
talked about wall text for an exhibition

best internship ever? i think so...

now i'm going to eat some whole wheat penne and watch dexter, yum.

i talked to a mormon that came to my door today, he told me that i was god's child.

summer 2 double zero 8 equals:

spending as much time outside as possible
watching the 300+ movies on my netflix queue
living four days a week here: http://www.andover.edu/Addison/
weekly trips to the library and reading a lot
exploring boston on a regular basis
getting to new york city at least once
missing smith terribly
wednesday nights at massart
saving up cash for new cameras
making food instead of going out to eat
waking up early
museum hopping
visiting smithies as much as possible
yard work
accepting my limited social life in andover
listening to sleater-kinney & the rest of the riot grrrls
RELAXING MY BRAIN & BODY
hanging out with my dogs
going to the movies with rachael
making art with lauren
going to shows with christine
enjoying the sun

it doesn't feel right to be home...

my brain and my hands don't seem to want to work together to write this paper on cindy sherman. and no body part of mine wants to even think about this economics final. hopefully my final critique won't be painful tomorrow, but i think i will be okay with taking a stranger's criticism.

yesterday my parents took home a lot of my things. it's weird to think that i have spent a whole year here, it doesn't seem like it has been that long, but i could write a whole book on the things that i have done. it's hard for me to realize how amazing i feel here, because i can't really remember what it's like to be unhappy now. the people that i care about most live here with me, and i don't think that i am going to be able to feel complete without them always around this summer. i feel expanded, in the love that i can give to others, in my respect for myself, in the knowledge that fills my head and in how i think and look at the world surrounding me. i can only hope that next year is going to be as great, because i know it's going to hurt with a lot of the people that i love being in other places. and in lieu of being overly sentimental, i think i can easily say that this year has been my favorite so far.

9 am bike rides are best, especially when it has just finished raining.