Don't Worry Baby

I will get to see my man in the new month! I feel that this is how it always happens... last minute decisions

mhmmm

I rarely use this anymore, I hadn't given myself any time this semester. Still won't until the nyc move in a week (eeeeee!!!!)

but I shall present this work of gorgeous stuff:

Snow Day! Snow day!

And I still get excited like a little kid... perhaps because I never got snow days as a kid.

Daisies

Daisies, known as Sedmikrasky in Czech, was directed by Vera Chytilova in '66. Just saw it fully for the first time this afternoon. I think I'm in love. Now all I need to do is find it somewhere online for purchase.

Favorite scene:

oh you know. My guy is making a difference in the world... haha

Sad Sad Sad. Finally realized what's going to happen in my near future. Love has to be put on hold as it has been for the past year and a half + while we continue to be/work in separate cities. I know I should be excited for the time ahead, but in all honesty, I'm a lover, not someone looking to advance society. My heart breaks for this. And my greatest fear will be that the two of us will just grow our roots in separate cities and never get to realize the true potential of being in a relationship in one another's presence.

= life

Oh what I would do to be able to snuggle with limbs wrapped up in one another, creating body heat just from being near.


I miss my bunny...... :(

For you,

Leah. The Karen Walker dress:

NZ on film

the beginning of a VERY long process.

good golly miss molly

A photo shoot I did for a Syracuse Uni magazine called Jerk:
http://www.jerkmagazine.net/gawk/one-hit-too-many.html?pid=44

Shit. I can't sleep. I've just come back form New Zealand and am in my bed at Syracuse. What a downer, warmth and sunshine to darkness and snow. My physical clock is off and all I can do is lie in bed and think of the wonderful time I had. I love Nick's family, I had so much fun seeing new things, trying new things, buying new things. So many things are going through my mind. My future is teetering from London to New York, I'm trying to figure out my final semester's schedule for work, and to top it all off I'm back at the airport tomorrow. I hate airports, traveling I don't mind, but I hate being herded and made to feel like I'm doing something wrong. I always feel terrible and anxious in airports o mater how quick a flight. I think today's flying was the worst, though, because I had nothing to look forward to. At least when I'm heading to Nick I have something to be excited for, but now all I have is to come back to my normal life. So may things I want to improve. Stressed about the change in my final photo project and what the professors will think of the new shots. Too much is going on in my mind, and there isn't enough time to take a sleeping pill (not that I have one). I need human comforting, which I suppose will be my mother. I'll probably get right up to her at the airport and just start weeping. Pathetic me.