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I feel so distant from my blog. It doesn't even feel welcoming to me necessarily. I created it in a time of frustrations so the page is black and my user name or whatever it is this pissy verbalization of my....pissiness. and i don't want to make a blog of pissiness. Chari and Jackie you have inspired me. I think I'm going to start a new one. I want one that I can express joy through as well as frustrations but I feel like all I do is complain and rant. Why is it that with all things I start I am never fully satisfied or proud of? I get B+ and I'm pissed. Any sort of disorder like too many confusing layers on illustrator makes me so frustrated that I just have to start over again on a fresh new page. but then it never turns out well anyways....balhlasjdf opaejgldnzxvourhe

At the start of Summer 2010, I shall venture on my new blog of inspirations and aspirations, not defeats and frustrations. God help me.

i'm getting there...

It's not perfect and "perfection" should never be my goal, but I finally did some drawings tonight that I am somewhat proud of and actually compelled to show people. I never willingly show my work but I figure, hey, its only you guys seeing it so... :)

I've been sick since friday when I had about an hour and a half of sleep the night before because I was finishing up a project that my teacher said was "nice" and "pretty" but that sucks. I don't want nice and pretty. Nice and pretty is forgettable. Everyone can do nice and pretty. Anyways, I just got super super down and depressed emotionally and was physically sick so this weekend has just sucked. I was supposed to get this assignment done on friday night but i did absolutely no homework until now and thank GOD for giving me the energy and enthusiasm to get this bit done. Now I just need fuel to burn through the last 3 weeks. PLEASE LORD HELP ME!!

*and don't pay any attention to the male figures...eh... aw man...i feel self conscious already...

why

oh crap what is that thing about how we shouldn't say why? as in why God why, why did this happen to me kind of a way? I can't remember.

Well this isn't one of those why did this happen to me but "why am I this way" and "why did I do that?" "HOW did I do that?!"

I can't understand how I am so clumsy. So ridiculously thoughtlessly clumsy. I spill and break and ruin so many things. Its like I don't know what my body is doing! I made a great dinner tonight of salad with balsamic vinegar, a little olive oil, and pepper with a pasta made from spinach linguini, Tomato Basil sauce, mushrooms, onions, and spinach, all topped off with some italian bread from the farmers market....and a biscotti before and after dinner :) yummm

anyways, I made extra pasta for my dinner to take to school tomorrow and i let it cool in the kitchen. I went back to put it in the fridge and I was holding it with my left hand and picked up a noodle with my right to see if the noodle was soggy. I was just thinking "hmmm its just right" and then I don't even know what I did or if I even moved but the next thing I know is that the tupperware was out of my hands and halfway on the counter and halfway out so that pasta was splattered on the counter as well as dripping over the sides and onto the ground, splattering the dishwasher on the way as well. APOEIHFDLKGJOP S;EILJFACO:LZJDFNPA;SCJKXFK AJHSDFNOIXULZK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!!

I don't even know what I did to make that happen. It just did. I don't know i don't know i don't knowwwwwwwwwwwwwww :*(

I hate being so clumsy. I though I grew out of it because there was a point in my life where I remember thinking hey I haven't spilt something or dropped somethign in a while but no. Its bcack. I've spilled so many things in the apartment and broken so many things and have even lost things in the gosh darn east river. WHO DOES THAT!? apparently me. If someone reading this can relate not only to being clumsy because yes i understand that a lot of people have clumsy moments but can also relate to dropping things in a river, please. can we make a support group? please.

i am me.

So, life is hard. There are some days where you just feel optimistic and just breath in happiness and contentment with yourself and all that is around you, but most days that is not the case. You(maybe not you but I) just wish sometimes that I could fit in better and have the same mentality as everyone else and do all those things and that that would make you happy. Drinking, partying, whatever. But that stuff doesn't make me happy. Sure, have the occasional drink and night out but that isn't my life. I'm fine with that but when every Monday or Tuesday or whenever you run into someone you're asked the question that all consequential judgments are based upon, "how was your weekend? what did you do?", its hard to take in that sarcastic arch of the eyebrow or pitying glance when your reply is "I watched planet earth with my roommates and baked cranberry walnut bread".

I don't have to change for these people. I'm living my life and I know someone who is happy with the way I am living it and that should be the only opinion that I care about. So I am working on that. I want to live for God because...because He loves me more than I could ever imagine or give back in return. He loves me unconditionally and is the only one who will love me forever. Me and you, our love is fleeting and fickle, but God is the only one who will love perfectly forever.

Restaurant Week

I am still full from my lovely "birthday" dinner at Bobby Flay's downtown restaurant Mesa Grill. The occasion was Restaurant Week in NYC where a bunch of upscale restaurants have lunch courses for $35 and lunch for $24. Overall, I'd have to say it wasn't the most sensational meal I've ever had but the appetizer was. The Spicy Salmon Tartare was AMAZING, absolutely amazing.

hmmm i also had my coconut chocolate chip scone from the farmers market. They are my favorite and there is still half of one of my desk. Once in a while I try a different flavor like pumpkin spice and today I got brown sugar maple pecan but the coconut chocolate chip is the all time favorite. I get that darn scone so often the baker man remembers me. I walk up there and he says "coconut? :)" and of course I say yes.

The best and simultaneously the saddest part of my day was a bittersweet realization that I had about the people I love. I realized that I really really love my family and they are a huge part of my life. I'm so thankful to feel that way, but it makes it harder to move away and be away to pursue certain goals. I love being at home, and I know that I love it more now because I'm usually away and now I really appreciate home. So, I don't know. I don't feel its quite ready to return to the rock but I do miss it. Anyway, my predicament just reveals the ultimately blessed life that I have been given.

just another fall fashion week? i think not.

The white tents at Bryant Park are rising once again for the start of the Fall/Winter 2011 show where a lucky few are fortunate enough to debut their most recent works to the world. This is where it all happens. This is what people work all their lives for and aspire to. And this is the event that I have been lucky enough to get a ticket to. It's probably the last row in the very back but I don't care. Its still cool. I'm happy :)