Currently Reading Beloved By Toni Morrison see related

maine was cold. the high was 26 both days and there was snow on the ground that was three or four days old. seeing gran was odd, but not as startling as it would have been if i hadn't expected her drastic weight loss and delicacy. it was good to see her and good to be in maine, sitting around in the living room at night doing sudoku (even though i swore would never do it) with five other people also doing sudoku. not to mention, i love flying, and my brother made an excellent traveling companion.

yesterday was almost tolerable. i didn't wear a coat and it felt fairly nice outside until the part where it started to rain and i had to scurry over to the gsu bookstore and purchase an umbrella. today it's cold. as a matter of fact, there were teeny snow flurries attempting to catch our attention when we left this morning. if only! this workday has breezed by and tonight i'm going to a burlesque show. i stopped taking daily pictures... doing that by itself was an excess of seeing my own face, but combining it with the self-portraits i have to draw for class has overflowed my tolerance of looking at my stupid turned-up nose, crooked eyebrows, and tall forehead.

in other news, have you heard? i'm pretty content these days despite the occasional appearance of the old inner turmoil.

Currently Reading Running with Scissors: A Memoir By Augusten Burroughs see related

i thought i would hate my drawing class, but it turns out i love it. my teacher is kind of a hardass but i really like her and i feel like i'm going to learn so much this semester, and i feel like i already have learned a lot from this class even though it's only been three weeks. i finished my first self-portrait (the one above) and even though it's a contour portrait, which means only lines and no shading, i still think it's the best likeness i've done of anyone.

also, i want to own every book augusten burroughs has written. and i love that i currently still have time to read even though i'm three weeks into school. this probably won't last much longer so i'm enjoying it while i can.

in other news, i'm sick again, which is not surprising. but it's even ickier than usual because i'm going under anaesthesia next wednesday so i can't take anything for my cold and i just feel like crap. max is moving in with kyle today and i'm excited that he's going to be so close. i'm going to miss kat, though. i put money in savings this month so cash has been tight since then, but joel got a job, so he was able to help out with bills this month and that saved me like $125. i'm getting my hair cut tomorrow and i can't wait. i'm going in just for a trim and some layers and i hope i have the willpower to resist telling her to just cut it all off. i've been in a mental-health-haircut kind of mood lately. but i like my long hair and i think i'd miss it.

daddy called me the other day and told me that he's taking clarke and me to maine for the weekend in two weeks because gran is dying. it makes me really sad. i'm glad i get to go see her, though. but it's going to be hard because i'm going to know the entire time that it's very likely that it will be the last time i see her.

k: you're hot.
w: it's just 'cause i got these tittays.
k: yeah. that's a pretty big part of it.
w: and the ass. i got the ass too.
k: yeah. otherwise you'd just be like a dime. but you're like a dime plus two pennies.

don't wake me, i plan on sleeping in

friday:
- lunch at papi's with kyle and stephstuff. delicious cuban chicken wrap (a bastardization of cuban food! says steph)
- book buying, only need one (minus the film book that i'm borrowing from sara)
- new grown-up shoes. amazing dress pants and fab jeans from the gap.
- cirque du soleil!
- maggiano's. best italian food EVER and my first time with tiramisu and creme brulee ("fire dessert!")
- 24 and talking in bed for an hour

saturday:
- church, everyone falls asleep (i wonder at the point of fulfilling the church obligation if nothing is gained from going)
- delicious grilled salmon, potato salad
- fight, make up
- capt. billy's all-you-can-eat seafood (mmm)
- party at my apartment, so very drunk. so fun.

sunday:
- sleep too late but not late enough
- exchange pressies with elise
- hang out day with seth ("like a date, but not")
- eating all day at mama's house
- messy apartment, don't want to clean

all in all, what a good one. i bought new clothes for my new slimmer figure and then packed on at least three pounds over the course of the weekend. i woke up this morning still full and didn't even want breakfast until 12:30. school starts tomorrow. no classes with kyle but a class with rory and probably drawing 2 with a drawing 1 friend. it should be another interesting semester.

Currently Reading Sideways: A Novel By Rex Pickett see related

i forgot how much i liked taking pictures of things other than myself.

other than that, sideways is boring and i'm addicted to the news and considering declaring a double or minor in journalism. last night i ate really good sushi with brittony. later on, i drank PBR and smoked cigarettes on a twelfth-floor balcony above north avenue. i took lots of pictures and made out in my apartment parking lot. tomorrow i'm going to cirque du soleil and maggiano's.

i've begun to realize that i am finally living the life i used to daydream about when i was younger. i have amazing friends, a hot boyfriend who (despite playing it off) would pretty much do anything for me, a beautiful apartment, a real office job. i go to parties and i smoke cigarettes and drink and stay out all hours of the night and make my home in the heart of atlanta. but this life comes with stress that i didn't have when i was younger. bills to be paid, things to be taken care of, schedules to pay attention to. and while i love the life, i wish i could go back and tell my younger self to wait. believe me, i would say, you will eventually have everything you dream about, but what you have now is worth enjoying, too. for example, you can eat bread!

i'd say, though, that as far as that goes, the responsibility and the stress is well worth the trade-off of the freedom and the fun. i do love this life.