Sunday, November 30, 2008

Something like that

how does one get the airplane feeling off?

Thursday, November 27, 2008

meow

it's always weird coming home, there's always a rush of nostalgia... I've watched on video my first and second birthdays celebrated, looked through a yearbook and have gone through some old photographs. I want to see his. I also realize I must never leave/travel without a toothbrush, deodorant or hand lotion.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Go right ahead

my 1st half of my final project. Staring a fellow blogger...



Monday, November 17, 2008

Cage of Love

most recent 100 images project in Syracuse, NY. My "theme" was geometric shapes...












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I hate it when I'm incapable of stating exactly how I feel to the people that need to hear it the most. 

I think my body is killing itself... I woke up this morning and decided I had a tumor in my stomach... my mental/emotional distress is taking a toll in my awkward eating habits and random aches

Thursday, November 13, 2008

somebody loves me

Lou Doillon's dancing is quite endearing:

Monday, November 10, 2008

Baby your magic is working

finished watching "Regular Lovers," meh movie. So many parts could have been cut out and there were so many tangents that weren't important.
However, two nice quotes came from it:

It's not because you fall in love and shag that you really love someone... but this time it's both. Something deep. Admiration... and sex... And also, I adore making love to him.

He's beautiful on the inside and the outside. He turns me upside down.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Last christmas I gave you my heart

so, now that my birthday (as well as election day) is over there's nothing really standing in my way, besides Thanksgiving, until it's the holidays and I can be reunited. My roommate's been listening to holiday tunes since the beginning of the school year, but we all now have caught the bug so much that whenever we're together in my apt. or theirs we listen non-stop to holiday music. I am elated that I'm home for the first time as well. I can't even remember how old I was when I last celebrated Christmas in Chicago. Hanukkah is different since it happens at various times, so I usually have some family times, but I really have never spent Christmas in the snow or New Years with friends in forever. I've already begun to plan things to do with him and others.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

I don't want a lot

Distance is such a hard thing. I never really can feel the distance it until I'm in the presence of a loving couple. I see them holding one another, going through their normal mannerisms with one another and I start to get sad/jealous. I wish I could be there with him, doing those same things and being completely oblivious to any other presence in the vicinity. Oh it's hard. Much harder than any statement makes it sound.


I also got into a discussion tonight as to the pain it is to doubt oneself in the romantic sense, in terms of attractiveness, approachability et cetera. It's another thing that's so difficult to see someone experience, especially since I've been there and know how painful it can be. Why is it that a smart, beautiful girl has such difficulty finding their equal? And I mean, not even a glimmer of an opportunity here Where have all those guys gone? If girls are having these problems then there must be some guys in the same position. Are they at a different school? A different continent? It's pretty ridiculous. 

My birthday is quickly approaching (a certain election day) and I can't say how frustrating it is to be asked by everyone what I want to do to celebrate, and all I want to say is "have him be with me." That's all. I don't want anything else (besides a proper Presidential choice). I don't want any events, I don't want any gifts because nothing would make up for the absence of my lover... that term is funny to use in a  more public setting, but I don't want to use "my other half" or whatever. It's funny how limited the romantic vocabulary is for an ordinary (or, hopefully, not so ordinary) girl.

My final photo project is hopefully going to be excellent. I worked on my first half and am excited with its outcome. I'm ending it at this.