This is the outfit she wore when she was going to my birthday celebration at Disneyland. Unfortunately, she couldn’t make it because she missed her flight from New York. Don’t worry MK, there’s always next year! HAHA.
- 15-year-old northern hipsters blogging about triangles, fairy glitter dust, and i-D editorials. most frequent annoyance; the posting of ‘drunken’ antics and photos of ash fucking stymest
- blogs based entirely on the consistent flooding of dashboards with thousands upon thousands of uncredited photos of cupcakes, hello kitty dolls and CHANEL PURCHASES YOU HAVE NEVER AND WILL NEVER OWN
- tumblarity-obsessed socially-inadequate retards. i am not interested in your ‘debates’ surrounding the condemnation of religion and all fat people deserving the death penalty and will not succumb to your attempt at controversial debating. fuck off and get some 3-Dimensional friends
YES to everything, although I am guilty of the occasional ash stymest reblog.
This Side of Paradise 1948 (THIS POST IS PROBABLY BORING TO EVERYONE BUT ME.)
So today, I was at the library looking for some books to keep me busy until school starts up again. I picked up Girl, Interrupted by Susanna Kaysen and The Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides but I was kind of disappointed because I wanted to read some classic literature but the books I wanted were either already checked out or would have to be ordered from another. As I was leaving, I walked into their “book store” just to have a look around and what did I find? A hardcover copy of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s This Side of Paradise in excellent condition. I was so excited to buy it but then when I went up to the register (which was a money box with a calculator next to it, sitting on top of a table made of cardboard, cute right?) I was told that they only took cash. So, I decided that I had to have this book and I was filling out the papers to have them hold it for me, when a very kind lady came up behind me and told me that she would like to pay for my book. I tried to refuse but she insisted and told me to think of it as a christmas present. It really made me so happy. The book itself was only $2 but it was the thought that really made it seem so grand. I mean, we are total strangers and she had no reason to buy that book for me other than she must be a very nice person. To be honest, when she bought it for me, I had no idea how to react because that’s never happened to me before. A total stranger doing something nice for someone else and expecting nothing in return, you never hear of things like that these days. I think that really made my day.
To top it off, the book is a Scribner’s 1948 edition. It’s not a first edition and it probably isn’t worth too much but it’s a hardcover and it was printed in 1948, that’s over 50 years ago and it’s in an almost perfect condition. Can you imagine how many people may have read this book? Or maybe, it was someone’s favorite book and they’ve kept it for so many years? I’m thinking that this book must have been loved because it’s been well taken care of. I like used books because I love the idea of books being read and experienced, loved, or even disliked by someone else first, like there’s the story in the book and the story of the book as well. It’s like the book has it’s own history and that’s impossible with new books that just came from the bookstore. Don’t get me wrong, I love new books too, especially the way they feel before you’ve read them, the spine is crisp and every page is perfect, but when it comes to the classics I’m always on the lookout for old editions.
I went to a cycle session at 9 this morning, went biking around the city, baked pigs in a blanket, and now I’m going to ride my bike over to the library to pick up Girl, Interrupted. When I get back, I’m going to bake some cookies, make a fresh pot of coffee, and read for 2 hours. If Mondays were always like this, I wouldn’t miss the weekend so much.
My mom, I don’t even know how to begin describing her. Sometimes she’s the most annoying and naggy person to me, other times she is so surprisingly nice and incredibly loving. Maybe I get annoyed because she’s my mom and aren’t most mother/daughter relationships pretty similar to mine? But whatever, I know that’s no excuse for my short temper.
Geez, sometimes I’m the biggest bitch in the world. And I never apologize, even when I know I’m wrong. There’s one more thing to add to my New Year’s Resolutions list: Stop being a bitch, get over my pride and apologize.
I took the pre-cal final today. Part of me is extremely relieved now that it’s over but then the other part of me is extremely anxious and desperate to find out the results. I had a strong ‘A’ going into the final but my final exam track record has not been great. I’ve been studying for days and I’ve done all the homework but I’m still kind of worried. It wasn’t extremely difficult but there was definitely lots of room for arithmetic errors. Arithmetic errors, those ALWAYS get me. I’m praying for an ‘A’ in the course.
I’m trying to tell myself that the exam is over and there’s nothing I can do about it anymore, so why stress out over it? I’m working on getting over the anxiety I always feel after math exams. I swear I only ever feel like this after math tests :/
I have one more exam today for my pharmacy class, then I’m done! On Thursday, we’re having a pot luck and watching movies, so I’m making psychadelic cupcakes, YAY!
I didn’t get all my shopping done because it started to rain outside and I didn’t have a jacket on when I was out :(
I picked up a few things though, and I just tried wrapping them… It didn’t work out too well. I have a couple more things to pick up but I am definitely not looking forward to going to the mall anytime between now and Christmas, I just went to Target today and it was a mad house!
I wish I could get you guys some more gifts, I feel like I’m coming up short in the gift-giving department this year since I’m jobless. But also, I guess, there isn’t anything that can be bought that would really show how much I value you guys. Just know that if you do get a gift from me this year, even if it’s something small, you are loved.
I will be in New York. I’ve already made up my mind, that’s where I’m going to be next winter. As soon as I get a job this summer, I am going to be save a chunk of every paycheck and put it into my New York fund. I’m planning on lots of shopping, dining out, broadway plays, and a nice hotel room :)
Today, I got my shoes and my instax camera, they even came in the same ups delivery even though I ordered them on different days, different stores, and opposite sides of the country.
The people I ordered my camera from even added a gift bag and a blank singing christmas card :)
These are my new favorite shoes! The picture doesn’t do them justice, they are gorgeous on and in person. The wedge height is just perfect and they’re super comfortable! And isn’t that the cutest shoe box ever? LOVE Jeffrey Cambpell!
I had to test out the instax. The pictures are the perfect size, not too big and not too small :)