1) freshman boy and his galpal.
galpal: what time did you go to bed last night?
f. boy: oh, pretty early. you know, like 1:30.
what??? the last time i made it until a whopping 1:30am was when we stayed up for the midnight showing of rocky horror and we had to employ energy drinks and snacks and mindless television in order to make it.
2) two girls walking to class
girl 1: ugh, i had to wake up sooooooo early today!
girl 2: really???? what time???
girl 1: 9:30!!!!!
...................oh those rough days of yore, how i long for thee!
okay though. let's pull back for a minute. a) i am insanely glad that i am no longer the age of a college freshman. b) on the rare day that i manage to sleep as late as 9:30, i feel guilty about losing precious daylight hours. c) i actually have learned to love being a morning person and that my school lifestyle no longer requires me to stay in the studio till 1am.
or we can just call it was it really is: i'm 25 going on 75
anyway, it is moving week(!) and despite however tired i am, it is still moving week. fuck! yeah!
vintage scarf & bracelets, la made shirt, american apparel skirt, thrifted boots, ae sweater, target socks & glasses
as it is moving week, here is a preview of my new neighborhood. lovely, right? i think so. i got a jump start on introducing myself and my tripod to the neighbors.