Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: cinema, film, graduation, roman polanski, school, the tenant
Just watched Polanski’s “THE TENANT.” it was fucking awesome and ridiculous. It… could… be my favourite Polanski film. But anything by the man RP is attractive to me right now because I’m on a serious kick.
The plot is what’s best about the movie, but some of the imagery is fabulous too.
Oh I graduated yesterday. I was strangely unemotional about the whole thing.The only emotion I felt was ELATION. The lock-in thing was fun and I won a microwave and got the most obnoxious fake tattoo I’ve ever seen. I got home at 6 AM and slept until 3 PM.
I felt so awkward in those fucking hats. Who designs those things!?
Awkward tat [note dark circles under eyes from unwashed makeup]
that’s right my friends, that is something like a Dark Mark.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: eva green, me, medical marijuana, photography, school, self portrait
I got my camera fixed. Sadly. And someone just told me this scary photo of me reminds them on Eva Green.
!?!? Well whatever, I’ll take it. Everyone needs to know about my insane girlcrush on Eva Green.
On a completely different note,
Today there was a guy, something like a beatnik, that came into school to talk to us about medical marijuana. He had gray hair and wore large aviator-style glasses. He lived in California and smoked his first joint during the summer of love. He wore a lovely combination of Adidas sweatpants, a sweater vest, a short sleeved button up, and a dark blazer. It was one of the best sights ever, our neoconservative school allowing this heathen against the Lord to explain the benefits of medical marijuana as 50 of us watched him in awe. I wanted to give him a hug or something.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: cards, drawing, friends, holidays, london, noel gallagher, paris, school, travel, UK, wtf
I kind of forgot about writing in here for a few days.
I went back to school yesterday. It was appalling. The entire experience. School is so pointless to me at this point. And that for me is the hardest thing to do, go through something you don’t want to when there is absolutely no purpose to it.
I don’t know what to blog about. Does anyone else hate the ‘b’ word?
OH HERE’S SOMETHING. I’m going back to London. For the first time in two years. In June. My best friend’s parents are taking us and we’re using their friend’s flat. It’s 10 minutes walking distance from Hyde Park. I can’t even deal with that awesome. And well, the plan for about a year was we were going to spend a fortnight in Paris. But I can deal with being in London and commuting to Paris a couple times. Wow. I need to get all the info about it and let you all know what it looks like. This news is the ONLY thing getting me past finals.
In other news, Patrice sent me this wonderful thing in the mail:
a homemade holiday card. It made my day 
And in other other news, Abby drew Noel. And it’s fucking incredible. LOOK AT IT BIG.
This post has been utterly useless. I hope you are all doing fantastic.
