It's been longer than I thought. Getting the braces off on St. Patrick's Day. Thank god. I've been feeling rather "blah" this week, like Holly Golightly. I have the mean reds. I'm loving my black AA skirt, I plan so many outfits around it. Amanda and I are going to start running; I've never seriously done it and I'm kind of nervous.
We had tons of fun yesterday. We went to Loose Park and climbed trees, gossiped, and did friend things. Encountered some vicious geese and took adorable pictures, had numb bodies, walked to the Plaza and lurked in book stores. Chatted with boys online (shady) and my Official Count in now 3. Once you decide to stop chasing boys, you're fighting them off.
I got some super cute chairs and rearranged a bunch of things in my room. I love it much more already. I've been dying for some new books, and Skinny Bitch looks so good. The journal, Skinny Bitchin', looks really awesome and useful too. I just need some good literature in my life again. I feel out of the loop of my own mind. I've been doing all sorts of crazy but great makeup looks and outfits lately. It's fun. Edie Sedgwick is this insane inspiration to me right now. I've been walking around craving cigarettes, wearing Ralph Lauren's Notorious, and being a whole different breed. I can't sleep and I'd like to watch a movie...I watched Breakfast at Tiffany's earlier this week and fell in love again. I should have been alive in the 60's, I've decided. Tomorrow are the conferences and I'm nervous but not. I don't know. I just want the weekend to be here and St. Patrick's Day so I can be with my friends and go nuts and make the shit stop.
I'm very out of it right now and I need something to get me going again. Chasing betterment.
