I'm back on track with taking lots of photos, I'll post them as I can!

Gravity is working against me,
& gravity is trying to bring me down.

Oh, gravity, stay the hell away from me.

My 35 mm is broken broken broken.
Polaroid is on the brink of extinction.
& really fucking expensive.
What's a girl to do?

Movies to see:
-Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
-The Science of Sleep

Books to read:
-The "Twilight" series by Stephenie Meyer (The first film is out in theatres next December!)
-The Screwtape Letters by CS Lewis
-The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini

Band to check out:
-Umbrellas

CD's to purchase:
-The Garden State soundtrack
-The Da Capo Players "The String Quartet Tribute To Coheed And Cambria 'In Keeping Secrets Of Silent Earth: 3"
-Umbrellas "Illuminare"
-Copeland "Dressed Up and In Line"

I'm waiting to hear back from MIAD; my portfolio was accepted, but I haven't gotten my actual acceptance letter yet and I know my essay sucked.
I'm not even sure why I even bother to update this. it'll just be another 5 months before I speak up again anyways. I feel sort of suffocated guess. Too many essays, too many applications, too little ambition, too little time, too many parental demands, too many hours at work, too few hours of sleep, too few visits from him, too many hours spent reading and moping, with too many things to do in the mean time. This all used to be sort of bareable before he left, before you lost interest, empathy. It's been three months since we've spoken and though I was so sure, I still can't stop thinking. You make me dizzy and I still don't understand why I can't stop and why you ever meant anything in the first place it wasn't worth the constant confusion. I'd still rather move to Chicago, go to Columbia, be further away and closer to home. But thats become a distant dream now. I'm not this empty girl.