the easter day parade

Since I haven't blogged in over a year, I thought now would be a good time to catch up on my daily happenings. I am going to try to start blogging again. I need to start writing again. It has been too long.

Two weekends ago it was the annual Easter Day Parade along Fifth Avenue. Luckily, the weather cooperated. It was a beautiful day to watch some of the most inventive and zany hats.

to be grown up

younger then

she jumped before she knew how to fall

full of secret passwords and tooth fairy wings

care free smiles behind curious eyes

older now

she clutches broken wings of indecision

tugging at sleeves of opportunity

waiting to take flight.

the lost year

I can't believe that I will have graduated a whole year ago. It's terrifying. In this past year, I have done nothing, learned nothing, decided nothing and I'm just as lost as ever. I have several job interviews coming up for jobs that I have no real desire to do. My procrastination knows no bounds. I don't know whether I don't act out of fear (of failure? of becoming a "real" adult?) or if I just don't want to deal with it. It's probably a combination of both. I just wish there was a button I could press and have all the things I want out of life. If I only knew what they were...

letters to ______

dear burglar,

you suck. you really really suck. i leave to get groceries (should i really be punished for going out to buy hot pockets and lemonade? decidedly not) and when i come back you came by without even leaving a note. how rude. you didn't even say hello to annalise, who would have listened to music with you if you had asked. but no, you had to steal my harddrive, my ipod, even my headphones. so now you're roaming around campus bopping to my k-pop with my own damn hot pink headphones. not cool. really. not cool. what are you a fracking ninja? how did you get in? of course, the one day that i leave my door unlocked (and i'm a new yorker. i never do that) you come in quiet as a mouse and steal my belongings. you have a lot of nerve. you unplugged my doctor who episode--my harddrive--i was in the middle. so now i can't even finish because you took it. you denied me david tennant. not cool.

plus i had to interact with the po-po's. what exactly does, "do you have any fives?" mean. "fives" what is fives?! police jargon is interesting. but really, burglar, i'd appreciate it if you walk around campus with my stuff so i can relish in turning you in. i mean i doubt that you're really smart so i'll just wait. thanks for making my evening. thanks for making my housemates nervous. thanks for being such an upstanding citizen (you klepto).

you suck
love,
alex

time flies but my heart stands still

one month. one month. one month.

enough of that. today I got back some comments from my professor regarding my outline. I am now panicked. apparently I lack proficiency in the English language which really sucks. I don't know how on earth I am to write 15 pages on a subject that doesn't particularly interest me. this will be my last conference paper of my collegiate career. aja aja fighting.

let me lasso the moon for you

Dear almost perfect Dress,

If only you had not disappointed me and had fit my boobies. You were nearly perfection. I had gone into h&m with the design of finding a dress for my up and coming graduation. You see, I had been looking all day and then you appeared. It was as if you were pre-destined for me but as I tried you on in the dressing room, tragedy struck. Oh well, Dress, it was a lovely to know you no matter how short lived. I'll never forget you.

Love,
Alex

p.s. Dress you should suggest to h&m to do online shopping for the United States. We would have been reunited had I lived in Sweden. I regret to inform you that our alliance will end with this incredibly weird blog post. Forgive me.

flowers bloom where my love shines

Sarah Lawrence is beautiful this time of year. I wanted to share. =)