Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Passion Pit - Sleepyhead

Joe will be here Thursday! His plane lands at 11 PM. I plan on taking him to In&Out before anything (after we give each other our anniversary presents though), but I fear he will have to pay since I just bought a really sweet outfit to pick him up in. I'm really obsessed with this boy.

I finally bought it! I also bought a one piece bathing suit and goggles so I can do laps as well as work out at the gym. I'm feeling really good about my body now. No abs like I was hoping but my thighs and calves are feeling great and I haven't hurt my knee since a few weeks ago. The nly problem is I weigh 110 pounds now. Where did the other 5 go that I just had last week? I went to see Brittany's soccer games tonight. They were really great. I'm glad I went, and I'm not just saying that because of the cute soccer boys. I'll put up the pictures later after I upload them. I also painted my toenails Free Form Fawn? Weird. Today is Steven's birthday. I want to buy books on deception because I love:

But I'm fine with reading Anna Karenina. I'm really not that far into it, but I'm really enjoying it regardless. I'm doing really well in all of my classes. I just took my Women & Society class today and I feel like I did very well. Got my first paper back from my English teacher though and got a C. Lame. So Joe and I are going to San Diego and he's bringing his D70 so I could use that while he uses the D200. I'm really hoping it doesn't turn into a trip for him to come out here to take pictures though. I want him to still remember that it's about spending time together (especially since his parents are against him coming out to visit me - ever). I've been riding my bike everyday. I love it. I saw Annuals February 17. What Laura Says is such a lame name for a band, but they were so good! Much better than Jessica Lea Mayfield. It's Fashion Week:

Oh hey, Roberto Cavalli. You wanna give me this dress for no reason? Alright, fine.

I want to live in Brooklyn over the summer but have no one to live with. I was thinking about surprise facebook messaging Magda, but no. That'd most likely not work out and it'd be ridiculously hard to see Joe or anyone for that matter. It would be really convenient for getting into New York though. I wish I never had to press the space bar and the computer knew when I wanted a space between my words. It's an unnecessary obstacle in my life right now. Anyway, if Marcy ever messages me back, I will most likely be guaranteed an internship with Nanette Lepore. I wasn't a huge fan of her Fall 2009, although the colors and patterns are AMAZING, but I did really love her Spring 2009 collection.

Precious, really. Oh my God, I cannot explain how excited I am for this summer. I just need his parents to say yes and...

I'm set for a summer full of long, lustful and even smoky nights, sweating in short shorts and a loose tank top, hanging out of the bedroom window watching the city lights twinkle, ride the bus to work every weekday and listen to Fleet Foxes, Otis Redding, The Cranberries, Devendra Banhart, Bruce Springsteen, Annuals, and Fleetwood Mac, feel stranded and then get picked up, maybe even ride a bike, go to the shore and wear sunglasses and feel the dirty air pass through my fingertips, walk in high top sneakers and Marc Jacobs clothing down the streets of New Yawk and hold art in my hands, see it through my eyes and not just a computer screen, feel the sunlight as it passes through tall buildings, brush past people and actually BRUSH them as in that human touch that sweet sweet one second touch when you're running up the steps from the subway below, Manhattan touching me all over and feeling small. I want to go there. I want to wake up early and eat cereal, have one set of sheets, run through forests with the only boy that matters in my life and hold his hand and never stop talking, thinking, loving, remembering, creating, sharing, together forever, on a tree trunk, in a stairwell, in 926, in Sorrento, in a locket, in a pocketwatch, in a painting, in his closet in Morris Code, in a phone call, in lust, in love, in hope, in time, in cars, in dreams, in music and books and movies and drawings and headphones. I need it. I need this summer and I need it more than I need anything right now. I need it more than I need sleep right now. I need it more than I need Spring Break right now. I want this summer to be in a one bedroom apartment with him and my friends and a few bottles of wine, or maybe we can be really classy and get a keg. I want us to be shoeless and sweating but still dancing because the music and timing is just that right. I want laughter and games and pictures and pictures and I want pictures. I want a picture of every smile, every laugh, every glance, every blink. I want it documented as the best summer I've ever had. Because it is going to be the start of the rest of my life.

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