QUÁN ES FA FOSC.

3/19/10

st. patricks day

bd and i support the irish lads

havent seen quagmire in a minute

paul olviga!

irish spirit!

farmer's market is the place to be

3/15/10

3/12/10

my foot has been killing me since i was at california hiking with my uncle and cousins through griffith park. it feels like those cramps you get on your foot while your swimming laps but at a constant rate. my mom thinks its due to the flats my school forces me to wear and other shitty shoes i keep wearing. i got those good jogging shoes but whos trying to wear that on any other occasion? i came up on a job so hopefully i will save up enough to buy me a few shenanigans soon

i want D-;

3/9/10

the legend

joy

today was too beautiful, i was told we reached 62 degrees but it honestly felt like 80 with that beaming sun. i felt like crying with joy the minute i walked outside my school building and knew i was obliged to walk uptown rather than take the crowded sweaty 6 train as usual. i stopped at my step dads, changed, and went off to jog around the central park reservoir as thoughts kept spinning in my head. i thought to myself how amazing this summer will be. i am too hyped to graduate high school and go to college. i'm still waiting for a few colleges to let me know on the status, but so far i've been accepted to 4 good schools, still waiting on another 3. all i know is i can't wait to wear floral printed dresses, drink arizona iced teas for days, cruse on my bike across the bridge, and go to montauk with bobbie and aleks