i had a wonderful night at miss mcdaniel's thanksgiving eve party.

i got home just in time to step out of the car and watch my cat get run over. and twitch in the street. [not dahm. it was trin]
i was about 5 feet away. the car didnt even slow down.

rest in piece split face.

im pretty sure im not going to apply to any art schools right now. 
i need a year off. plus im not even sure if i want to go to art school.
im thinking of maybe making music.
but either way i still want to persue photography.
ive put up some new photos. afew are kinda cool.
( http://flickr.com/photos/54577111@N00 )

i need to drive across the country and expand by brain
i dont feel like rushin into much. ive got a while.

if ya feel like comin. id enjoy the company.
(darby, youre coming along. you have no choice. sorry)

just feel. and be.

chelsea and i are just too perfect. im so glad ive met her. were like a fucking movie friendship. like the adorable indie girls that are just so cute together its disgusting but youre also jealous. (or maybe were like dot and helen from gummo) just sitting in diners, eating pancakes, smoking and talking bad about people and world events. and then dancing two minutes later in a church parking lot. we embrace the night. almost every night. haha.
hopefully well be getting an apartment together in hampton or federal hill soon.


"you little mother nature divine sun bean, creating pixie dust, allowing fairies to dance in your moonlight. you little loveshine mama cita energy globe, glowing with laughterand baby giggles. smiles so big. radiates love and positivity" 

thats all i could really make out from the scribbled letter i received in the mail today. but it made me smile.



the other weekend i was kind of stressed out and pessimistic about everything.

i walked to teh top of a hill and sat on the edge. i looked down on everything and everyone below that had no idea of my presence.
eventually i felt superior to every pitiful thing that passed my way. nothing that had hurt me in the past mattered because i was more powerful than the pain.
hours later i laid on my back. i looked up at the stars. and all those feelings of arrogance were completely overcome.
the lonely little girl, who minutes earlier was defeated by  aloofness, was back. in her same shoes with little red bows.

i dontknow. i thought the contrast in emotion was pretty interesting.

please don't allow your voice to fade. 
i hope that im not revealing too much.