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So I've been doing a lot of thinking and reading.
I miss how easy it was to write on my old blog. I'm not sure what makes it difficult here.

For one thing, I don't want to make my blog too...intimate? Yeah. I write in a "real life" journal about feelings and angst and friends and crap. No one wants to read that. My therapist probably doesn't even want to listen to it... but she gets paid. But I digress.

I don't really know what I want to write about. Quite honestly I don't have too many interests or hobbies. I'm not really cut out to blog about fashion- as much as I love fashion, I'm not going to pretend I'm as creative/knowledgeable/fashionable/etc as people like Tavi or Laia. I don't get around the interwebz as much as I should, either. In general I don't really do anything that interesting. Then again, especially with summer in three days, I really want to start doing interesting things... I want to start making art again... I used to draw and make things all the time, but when I...uhh, imploded, about two years ago I stopped doing things. I want to start drawing, painting, making random crafts, making clothes, writing, learning piano, and such again. I'm not good at anything, really, but I might as well start trying to do things I like and be productive and not waste so much time.

This is kind of going along with what I was trying to say before I started rambling about art, but I don't want to be pretentious. Pretentiousness is the worst.

It isn't that I haven't been thinking- I overthink everything, and it's kind of scary. But a lot of my thoughts- the ones that might be remotely interesting and aren't OMGPANICDECISIONWHATDOIDONOW, anyway- are difficult for me to articulate clearly. This is probably because I'm not developing most of my ideas past the initial vagueness of them for whatever reason, but I'm not going to pretend that I'm good with words.

falling on the inside from your sky

sorry for the lack of posting. I'm going to try to start updating this again.
that's what I always say.
anyway.
this picture [from lookbook] kind of makes me implode and I love it.
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wake up your eyes and, darling, your smile

Today was the sort of day that makes you want to go home and sleep and not think and drown my angst in pretty things on the internet. To be honest, I've been having a lot of those days lately.
I've been taking pictures of my outfits pretty much every day before school but I'm too lazy to edit them, and besides, it's really hard to post on here because I don't have my own computer and my parents would more or less kill me if they found this.
I don't really know why I'm writing in here- just kinda feel like it, I guess. My mind is a confusing place to be. I know I had intentions of writing something but I don't really know what. I guess just rambling onto a screen helps me sort out my thoughts. Not really, though.
I don;t know what my problem is. I'm debating publishing this. I think I will, because no one reads this anyway. Gah, that sounds so bitter, but it's really no big deal to me that no one reads this. I mean it would be cool if people read this but it doesn't really bother me- there's no real content of any interest on here anyway, just a few mediocre outfits and some ramblings.
I'm going to stop now because this isn't going anywhere.

let's get out of here.

this weekend went by too fast.
Yesterday was the most fun I've had in a long time. It was a day filled with sunshine, gummi bears, wood chips, and an amazing school musical. Haha that was like the cheesiest sentence ever.

YESTERDAY:
wearing: my mom's old sweater, grandmother's old locket, volcom t-shirt, target shorts & tights.

ummyeah. I don't know, I'm lame.

& lately the weather has been so bipolar and consequently so have I.

on wednesday [my birthday, hehee] it was deliciously warm and sunny. And then today I wake up, look out the window, and see

THIS:

ummm birthday update time?
in addition to redecorating my room [a work in progress] I got a camera, the ruffly top I'm wearing below, iTunes money, and some CDs, among a few other things. I'm really happy :D
have some pictures.

YESTERDAY:
yes, a picture with my face, finally. I guess one may surface on here from time to time.
wearing free people top and vintage key on a crap chain. and probably some pants. and headphones that so don't go with this outfit :D

TODAY:
really sucky picture taken in a rush before school D:
wearing my mom's sweaterthing, grey t-shirt, ae shorts, target tights, f21 scarf, and sequined converse.
this lame photograph does not do that top's color justice. it is like the perfect shade of teal.

WHY YES, I AM DOING THE NANERPUS DANCE, THANKS

YESTERDAY// PI DAY:
wearing hurley coat, F21 scarf, delias pants, and grey shirt.

lame picture taken off facebook and cropped on paint D:
all my files are on some hard drive and NOT ON THE COMPUTER because it was... having issues. I'm such a spaz... we were doing an interpretive dance inspired by the nanerpus. My friends and I are going through a bit of an obsession. :D
I believe that is all, really...

is it a wonder you're lonely;

Haro. Were you looking forward to another creepy, sucky picture? Of course you were.wearing my Lydia shirt, grey pants, UO shoes, bracelets from my grandmother.
This is a pretty lame outfit, but I love the colors in this outfit; you can't really tell what they look like from the picture though. Meh.

It may or may not have been because I was wearing my Lydia shirt today, but all day the first thirty seconds or so of this song were stuck in my head. Not even the whole song, just the beginning.

Also, this makes me want to punch someone but at the same time it kind of makes me smile- click: