feeling awful

many of these photos were sent in an e-mail to me from my cousin
they gave me quite a laugh

I hope none of you are feeling awful today (but only if you don't want to be feeling awful).

I have one last class and tomorrow and then I get to go home. I'm only excited because I get to watch all the shows I've missed and sleep in my bed. I've got loads of work to do and even larger loads to come (I can't think about that now or else I will make myself very anxious). I don't want to do any of it.

seekir

I walked to Tim's earlier this morning (it's literally a 2 min walk from my res) and got a coffee because the coffee isn't any good in the caf here. If you're not familiar with Tim Horton's, let me tell you that it is a very popular Canadian coffee chain. People go crazy for their Tim's coffee where I live.

I walked back, had raisin toast and jam for breakfast (my aunt had given me a jar of her homemade blackberry jam which was fantastic), as well as Greek yogurt and an orange. The oranges are lovely here.

We are supposed to be having Frosh Week so that I can get to know the people here. I've met many in my all-girls res. They are all very nice and I've made a few friends, but instead of getting to know the people in my school, I've gotten to know the city which I think is much more important.

I've walked through some parks and read my book on their benches. I've walk past cafes and shops. I've walk through campus and admired the beautiful old buildings. I've walked past museums and through gardens. It's very nice here.

I probably won't be posting much after this week because school will begin and things will be hectic but I'll try as much as possible and maybe the next post I'll make I'll have something interesting to say.

Lonneke van der Palen

 

Charles Dwyer

 

 

 

 

 

 Christopher Kane

 

 

 





I'm no good at poetry but when I have really bad anxiety writing helps me. Often my thoughts are too scattered to write in an elegant prose so instead I write (in my impatient scrawl) poems of things that come to my mind. Most of them are irrelevant. I bought a red Moleskine journal for University to write these poems I think up and I think it will keep me sane and help me cope when I am not feeling particularly well. It is the prettiest, loveliest thing and it's red colour reminds me of the things Anna Karina wore in Une femme est une femme which is both comforting and inspiring. I don't mind others reading my poems because they're not very personal (as least not from the view of a reader) but I don't think they are any good and I'm not being modest. I probably won't share any until I write one I am highly fond of. That hasn't happened yet. I don't want to bore anyone with anything I've written so far.

Have a fantastic September everyone. I hope it treats you well and I hope you fall in love and I hope something happens today that will make you laugh very, very hard.

my world

2 lipz

meet margot and nola (right to left)

New York, New York

mooooorning

went to Hogwarts once and took this pic

my grad day, new hair

my sister's pb chocolate chip cookies fuck

my sister in a photo

mi photography

selfies. note: ravenclaw mug

mi photography, Mom Unfocused

my beautiful grandparents

bein' bad A$$

gotta secret can ya keep it

good hair day

L0L

day's b-day cake... he's a craZ guy

mi photography, Fragile Moments

sister lou

weirdo in a pool

New York library

Grand Central Station

me as Hamlet

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fck i'm sexy as Hamlet/director

so much emotion

fancy pants

my dad's selfies

 

 

 

my fave song in grade 4 ladies & gents: