mountain climbing is my thing. my cold got worse, ick. i need to stop thinking about certain things. they really don't matter that much. i get to hang out with a bunch of old architect dudes tomorrow. and hopefully DORY. i'm pretty okay with my grades, i almost cried when i saw that i got a b- in french, i definitely deserved something closer to a d-. 3.35 is good in my book. i'm starting to really miss my smithies, but they're not all back yet, so i guess i will just have to wait.

ESCAPE ESCAPE ESCAPE

i need sun because i need to take a photograph because i need to hold what i can see in my hands.

CAN'T STOP LISTENING TO:



THE COOL KIDS



CRYSTAL CASTLES



DAN DEACON



BROADCAST


i'm diggin my new computer. i watched 5 hours of angel today. i'm going to read a whole book tomorrow. i need to plan a summer road trip, can't stay in one place too long.

true love

oh my god, i am crushing so hard on ellen page. she was cuter than michael cera in juno, yes that's right, i said it.

YES

i got the internship. i get to give tours of the museum and design art projects for kids and work around beautiful art all day. could it be any better? i don't think so.

NERVES

this better work out.

whatever happens in the end, i don't want to lose you as my friend.

my hair looks just like natalie's now. my parents are really starting to get on my nerves, but otherwise i have become too comfortable at home to want to go back to smith yet. for some reason the thought of being at smith without the annoying work is weird for me, i don't know if i am wanting to drink and dance and just hang out for that long. i like having my space, doing crafts, driving anywhere at will and sitting in lauren's basement while watching bbc america. today i constructed a bag made of brightly colored sweatshirts and i am going to make friendship bracelets tomorrow. i need to get the chocolate out of my room and my head needs to stop hurting and i wish that i could breathe out of my nose. i need to do big things and i don't like waiting around. i guess that i should go to bed so that i can have the energy tomorrow to edit my resume before the big interview on friday. i wish myself good luck, is that bad luck?

(i've waited long enough, haven't i? being alone isn't so much fun.)