I think these are just so pleasant.

I would've loved you forever.

Adventures have finally led me home. More tomorrow once I've comprehended the entire night.







I just want to know if you read my blog. If you are reading this, please leave a comment. This will make me realize if blogging in public is doing me any good. Because I am posting because I want people to read, right?

Four people + One Futon = Bad idea.

So many boyfriends.

By some miracle, I woke up for class today. I need to remind myself not to pull allnighters to finish research papers. I am just not as capable of an allnighter, like I used to be. With nearly five hours of sleep, and my first class of the day skipped - I wonder why I chose to take classes in the summer.

I've had a good couple of weeks, post Kyle. Usually I feel so down upon him leaving, and I worried that my misanthropic tendencies would take over once again. But I've been socializing quite a bit.

One of my favorite nights was spent by the river with Akili, Adriana and Akili's friend. We drank beer and ranted about everything that there was to rant about. Work situations have gotten us all into a bind, so it was easy to complain over a Fat Tire.

Akili is one of the best people I've met here. I will be sad to see him go, but Korea seems to be calling him. I will meet him again.

There is a boy in my intro to advertisement class that makes me squeal like a little girl. He is so charming, easy to talk to, CUTE, etc... We seem to be in the same boat for a lot of things, and I finally mustered up the courage to talk to him during our break. It ended with us laughing about our dorky affinity with Harry Potter and reminiscing about Andrew W.K.

If you know me, you know that I have "so many boyfriends." A phrase that was coined by my old coworker, Toree, and seems to fit me as well. Last night, while standing at my exit post at Skydeck - I noticed a cute boy in the gift shop. Upon exchanging blushing smiles, I finally started talking to him. He's Irish, and he leaves by the end of the summer. He lives in an apartment with 7 people (and it is a one bedroom). We all went out for pizza after work last night, after some lady got trapped in the elevator, a reality TV show pissed off several people because of their filming on the ledge and zero visibility. I, of course, shamelessly invited cute boy from gift shop. I'm going to ask him for his number by this weekend, I promise.

Three ideas.

Excuse the "Photobooth" quality.

Little Ally Housewife.

Pale Moon.

This weekend, I will be documenting the charcoal drawings that I've done. I hopefully will be doing more. My small project updating hiatus will be well out the door, and I will be posting like a mad woman. I'm sure of it.

I have been really obsessed with two things lately. The idea of wearing only cotton and creatures forming families.

Xia McGee.

Thank you Xia.
For the bathroom stalls don't cover up
light weeping
but I had opened the door to
"Are you alright?" in the softest, kindest voice.
Your concerns were honest.
"Yeah, I'm alright."
And she was fine with my red eyes and face.
Slipping a piece of paper
a number to call when
this happened again.
Thank you Xia.

She was one to stray.

This summer was off to a rough start, but so far has proven itself to be amazing. Many bike rides, cute boys, vodkalemonades and roof parties later I have found myself waiting for my Scottish friend at late hours of the night.

Last weekend, I was expecting to come home and crash after a two day stint of non stop working. But I came home to an epic neighborhood party on my roof. Many drinks and cigarettes later, I was socializing with some really amazing people who just so happened to be my neighbors. Akili came over, and to end the night...we sat on the stoop of my neighbor Anna's house while sharing some swigs of jack over cigarettes and silly conversation about local neighborhood things.


I couldn't stop smiling. And I like myself when I smile.




And I cannot stop smiling now, for my Scottish bestie will be here soon.