Hey Maggie,
Yeah I know sometimes it's hard to buckle down and do what you need to do. I know what it's like to lose focus in the middle of doing something. I know how frustrating it is.
Sometimes you have this long stream of thought in your head. It's sort of foggy and slightly unformed, but this seed of an idea is there. You know it can be amazing if you just turn it over a little bit, flesh it out, adjust it where needed. You just need to focus on it a little bit. But you don't. You start, but it gets frustrating. You know you can, but you won't. Maybe it'll get easier if you just let it sit on its own for a little while.
But it doesn't. It's still there half an hour later (maybe after scrolling through ONTD), unformed, floating in your mind, still full of potential. 2 hours later, (after going through lookbook, the fashion spot..) no change. You know, you know that all it takes is about 5 minutes of heavy thinking, 2 minutes of scribbling it down on paper, and crossing it out, adding a word or two. But you're hungry, thirsty, need a break from the computer. Maybe if I go and have a snack, I'll come back energized and ready to attack what needs to be done.
It goes on and on and on.

In your head there's this huge list of things to do. Thinking about it causes heart palpitations. So, you don't think about it. Maybe it'll go away. (It never does.)
Check facebook 50 times a day.
The list gets longer.

An exam on Wednesday? Worth 40%? Have you started studying? No.
It's only Sunday.
But how much will you get done on Monday? Don't you work on Tuesday?
Do you want to graduate?
21 credits to leave York, can easily turn into $500 wasted, an F on your pristine transcript (that you are oh so proud of), and 24 credits to graduate.
Don't you also have a proposal due Thursday? And a presentation?
I think I'll take a nap.
2 hours later. It's 7pm - time for dinner.

You think maybe blogging about it will help.

I know you know that you have shit to do. Just do it. Get it over with. FINISH. Go to Montreal this weekend and celebrate getting SHIT DONE.
Just do it.
...
It's 8pm. Time for Gossip Girl.
I'll get it done after the show.
I promise.

in my dreams

Happy 2009!

(fine, sasha FIERCE. this is a better picture anyways.)

Everyone knows that the new year officially starts on Jan 2.
January 1st is usually reserved for 1) sleeping off the revelry of the night/morning before, 2) dealing with a massive hang over, 3) sobering up, or 4) cleaning up all the barf from the bathroom floor/toilet/sink/bath tub.
So here's to ringing in the new year with new people, plenty of booze, interesting characters, and (apparently) lines of... white... stuff at 7 in the morning.

2008 was an amazing year. I did so many great things, met so many great people, and learned so much.. it's going to be hard up for 2009 to beat it. But maybe with my newly acquired skills, it will.
It's hard to say goodbye to the past year, it's helped me grow in ways I probably haven't even figured out yet, but it's time to build on past experiences and do what I need to do.
I've never really been so ... lost ... in life, as I have been the last week or two (omg, it's only been a week and a bit? It feels so much longer...) so this year I pledge to get my life back on track. Find a job as soon as possible, make decisions about the rest of the academic year, all the while not compromising my principles and ideals, and put the experience of the last 6 months to good use.
I want to continue with my languages - work on my Portuguese and on my French writing skills.
I'm also going to take inventory. Find those who have been there for me, and those who haven't, and... phase them out. Sorry, but I have incredibly low tolerance for drama and childish grudges at this point, and don't really plan on entertaining dead friendships for much longer.
I want to thank those who have been there for me in the last week, those who have listened to my stories, asked questions, and helped take my mind off of how strange it is to be at home.. and sort of helped my reintegration back into my life again.
Thank you to all my CWYers who helped make 2008 unforgettable, and to Marylene, whose life-advice I will try to apply to my everyday. I'm sure we'll all be reunited soon. (3 months!)
I'm going into 2009 with a vengeance. (A happy focused vengeance.. not a scary, angry one...) My life has changed, I have changed, so what better than a change of year to cement new friendships, and apply new lessons learned?
Here's to an amazing 2008, and to a better, shinier 2009!

all the world is my school, and all of humanity is my teacher.

Ah, de vivre une vie bohème.
Je veux aller ici, et vie comme un Tumbleweed.
Mais je pense pas qu'il est le même quand M. Whitman n'est pas là encore.




Among the visions which my fancies trace,
There was one brightest star, one face;
One image from afar,
Filled with surrounding grace.
Each poem was her heart's fantasy,
Each flower and tree is framed within her memory.
Each dream, each midnight and each dawn;
Are garments, thoughts of her put on
Each beam of light from the imperium blue,
With her involves the good, the beautiful and the true.

Blog Whore

Okay, so since the fashionatyork blog is now defunct..
(or, I'm assuming, considering it's the end of the year, and the only people who still continued to post were me and daniel anyways..)
and my livejournal kind of sucks and is full of personal angst,
and i recently deleted my 3rd xanga account..
I'm starting over.
This time, on blogger, and I promise regular posting, with posts that are (somewhat) free of angst, and deal with fashion, culture, music, whatever.
And maybe an occasional picture post.
That being said, it's the middle of exam season, so this might get not started right away.
BUT I will get this up.
and it WILL be awesome.

edit:
also since sasha seems to laugh at the fact that I am starting a blog by myself ("!?"), I guess this is also a recruiting entry for anyone who can spell, and is interested in writing about stuff too.