Scholarly Fashion: daily shots

This Thanksgiving break has given me the breather I need. These pics are from a while back and I'm so glad I can finally post them. These peers of mine really know how to strut the college runway, Smiles and giggles really do make the outfit complete.

Scholarly Fashion: everyday

Before              &             After... 

The annual English Department picnic. 

Day of Independence

 

Like after any sugar rush,

 the morning after the 4^th consisted of my friends and I slowly waking up one by one in a sick-like manner. We prepared our breakfast of blueberry pancakes as we talked about the night before that was full of friendship, family, fireworks, and freedom to celebrate.

We spent the day at a park, walked down Bardstown road, smoking some hookah, window shopping at the most unique stores. On our walk, we stopped at this one second hand store that had the most amazing brands. The store even had my favorite: Free People. And Yana bought the perfect little black dress for the Heaven and Hell theme party at our college. And I found this perfect long white toga looking dress that I could see myself meditating in, giggles.

Then the rest of the night was spent at my aunt’s with ceviche, Peruvian soap operas, bonfire-cooked s'mores, and Meijer brand fireworks. 

Eventually, the excitement died down, card games stopped, and our drive back included the starry night that signaled the end of our day. 

 We must be free not because we claim freedom, but because we practice it. ~William Faulkner

This 4th, we practiced that freedom.

Thumbs up to college summers. 

Here's a song dedicated to...

...my fake friends.

Woah, woaoh. Woahhahahohhh. 
You think the little corners are my entire room.
You think the little waves represent our,
entire conversation.

Woah, woaoh.
One dayyyy
I thought you were my friend.
One dayyy
you turned into my. worst. enemy.

(drum and guitar solo)

*singer rocking out and shaking her head back and forth

(drums and pauses)

lala lala la 
(drums and pauses)
lala lala la
(drums and pauses)

Don't smile at me. Looking like a friend.
Show your true colors so I can paint coreectly.

You messed up heart
more
than 
my 
ex's.

You tore me apart,
like i was just your childhood doll

woah, woaoh, Woahhahahohhh. 
don't blah blah blah in my ear
don't "he said, she said" in my ear
I can't keep in this state of confusion
I can't keep following your dead, cold words

One dayyyy
I thought you were my friend.
One dayyy
you turned into my. worst. enemy.

This song is now titled three minutes because that's how long it took to write this and how long I can stand listening to my fake friends tell lies. Thumbs down to fake friends.

Let it go

Disney and Pixar Sings Let It Go

I just finished Great Expectations for my "Studies in Fiction" class and it really made me think about stuff in my life that I place in a pedestal, only to be disappointed and fall back into reality. The book is basically broken up into sections where Charles Dickens labels each breaking point of Pip's expectations for his life. High class society isn't really all that great. At least, Dickens shows that the levels of society aren't equal and do not hold similar standards. 

The expectations I held for college included passionate organizations and genuine friendships and attentive students in classrooms. I guess you could say that college has broken my heart. But it has also shown me how hard I need to work to make it through the rest of my life. 

I've recently struggled with hypocritical friends. They say they want to be there but then don't seek you out to hangout or talk about you behind your back and say they're just trying to "understand you and only talking about what they're trying to figure out." Cut the crap, please. But now I know I need to let it go. Not my stance; my emotions that get in the way of my success. Yes, my friends and acquaintances hurt me, but I need to still be me. I shouldn't be brought down by them. 

“Letting go doesn't mean that you don't care about someone anymore. It's just realizing that the only person you really have control over is yourself.”
― Deborah Reber, Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul: 101 Stories of Life, Love and Learning

College Thumbs.

The Three Best Friends

Meet Kala (left) and Yana (right). They're my two best friends here in college and I've been able to experience so much with them. I just drew this today during lunch in hopes of relieving some stress but then the finished product made me want to post it somewhere and I feel like it's too intimate to put on Facebook. Although there is a picture of us like this on FB, I didn't draw it. Point being...I'm getting distracted and am procrastinating on my homework at the moment but I would think this blog is a productive use of time.

Anyways, these are the people who I have to thank for my blog support system and also for the experiences that make me want to blog.

Love you both! Mua!

Thumbs up!