When my good friend puts on a song I don’t know
And at first I’m like:
But she’s like:
And soon we’re both like:
for you babby. ahahahah too many to count
(Source: welldressedhoodlum, via whatshouldwecallme)
I believe this website is a healthy obsession.
no worries on tuesdays (:
“I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling good. I wanna know what you see in the mirror on a day you’re feeling bad. I wanna know the first person who ever taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass.”
—Andrea Gibson
today was one of those days:
chocolate. i just want to swim in chocolate.
Dance Like Nobody’s Alive of the Day: Nathan Barnatt (previously) and Jenny Fine bust a mashup of moves to Madeon’s masterful mega-mix, “Pop Culture.”
Radio Guy: Martin Starr.
[njb.]
I WANNA SEE SOME HAVERCHUCK MOVES.
CHRISTINE, what say you? LAMONT VERSION!
These are the times
By the time I come home, I will have been away from home for exactly a year. 12 months.
When I map out my growth in the past half year, it’s a change that has permanently colored me in another way.
I know it.
I feel it.
The two month break in between the Vietnam program and the Mongolia program was good for me in the sense that I didn’t go home. I wasn’t ready to go home yet. It’s easy to go back and sink in the comforts of home but it is so hard to keep pushing forward. To take initiatives. To say, “I haven’t done enough. I haven’t seen enough. I haven’t heard enough,” and then to see how far I can push myself, to keep standing up when I’ve hit rock bottom mentally, emotionally and physically. To move even if that meant dragging my feet.
I was able to process the past six years of my life especially the last year and a half. I had run myself to the ground, and I couldn’t go through any of my commitments. Junior year abroad became my rehab and I’m slowly coming back together.
1/3 into the year 2011,
:) I’m good. I’m doing good. I’m really good.
Homecoming should be pretty sweet.
Doing the solo thing
I’m ready and I’m not ready.
In two days, I’ll be in cambodia, starting yet another journey except this time, I will be alone. Completely alone for three weeks and traveling around cambodia, thailand, and laos. Seeing the sights, eating the good eats, meeting the people, it’s on my initiative and while I realized trusting strangers is something that you just have to do especially in a foreign country, I’m a little anxious. & crossing the borders by land and all the technical details that I have to work out in advance, holycrapp. whooooosahhhhh.
I got this. I got this? right, I got this.
All in good faith :)
No room for any second thoughts. just doing it.
Last note: I terribly miss you guys.







