it’s time.

I honestly feel a bit cowardly as i type these words…

yeahhh you’ve guessed it… time to give up this little ol’  WordPress.

If you’re wondering why, it’s because I’ve never really known where this blog was going. Since the beginning it was sort of a ‘transition’ blog, if you know what I mean. Like, when I started this blog, I didn’t know what I wanted it to be, then it sort of evolved into this “here’s what’s been going on lately” blog. And that’s never what I wanted it to be.

So, I’m moving.


Thanks for the good times. it’s been real.

-Yours, etc.

P.S. If you’re interested in following my new blog, you can find it HERE



I took a deep breath as i typed in my username and password to sign into Blackboard. The large blue letters stared blankly back at me. Let’s just say going back to school after spring break is no fun at all. Sometimes I wonder what the purpose of spring break truly is. It seems to just make everyone miserable afterwords. It’s like a tease. Not like summer. I’m usually OK with going back to school after a long summer break. But honestly, having a week to do whatever i want- to have a small taste of summer- and then go right back to school is cruel. But that doesn’t change the fact that it’s real all the same.

And yet- it was a good spring break. In case you’re wondering what I did all week, I can honestly say one thing i did NOT do was blogging. Although I blush to admit it, I seemed to have quite forgotten my little piece of writing. But here I am, picking it up and dusting it off with an insufficient post about not writing….

ANYWAY. Here I am, all the same. After the longest and yet shortest week of the year. I intend to do some housework around this blog…seems to me it needs a little work.

So here is what happened during spring break, and hopefully this will be my last “catching up” post for a long time to come *apologies in advance for poor quality*

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Oh- one more thing. I made the purchase of two hermit crabs on Saturday….and they have yet to be named! I’m open to suggestions ^_^

oh! and happy Saint Patrick’s Day!

snow days




There’s just something about snow days…the feeling of waking up and realizing you don’t have to go to school, and then bundling up to go outside and brave the frigid temperatures; breathing deep the brisk clear air. The only sound is that of footsteps crunching through the fresh snow. I think that’s my favorite part about snowy mornings. I love how everything is still and silent, in those few moments before snowball fights  ensue and the wonderland is trampled. There’s something about being the first person out and about. The first person to leave their footprints in the new terrain that will soon melt and be forgotten.

In a way, it’s like you get to explore your world again, from a fresh perspective. The sharp wind pierces your senses- causing your eyes and nose sting and forces you to take a deep breath before you plunge into the unknown- causing you to look closer at things you previously would just pass by without a second glance.

not a book review.

I promise this isn’t a book review.

Over the past week, I’ve been reading My Ántonia by Willa Cather. It is superbly written- I always admire “classic” novels that are written in a way the can be just as easily read a century later (I love Jane Eyre for this same reason.)


Some of my favorite parts of the book are the moments of reflection; those moments when Jim is just thinking to himself:

“I had the feeling that the world was left behind, that we had got over the edge of it, and were outside man’s jurisdiction. I had never before looked up at the sky when there was not a familiar mountain ridge against it. But this was the complete dome of heaven, all there was of it….I don’t think I was homesick. If we never arrived anywhere, it did not matter. Between that earth and that sky I felt erased, blotted out. “

I don’t mean to share the whole book, but i love this as well:

“As I looked about me I felt that the grass was the country, as the water is the sea. The red of the grass made all the great prairie the colour of wine-stains, or of certain seaweeds when they are first washed up. And there was so much motion in it; the whole country seemed, somehow, to be running.”

I guess what I’m trying to say is, this book has been inspiring me. inspiring me to think more about my surroundings. To reflect more, and then write about it.

It inspired me to explore places I normally just pass by.


It inspired me not to take the sunshine for granted.


To go outside just because.


To feel the wind and embrace it.


its been a while

Thought i was gone forever? C’mon, you’re not gonna get rid of me that easily.

Life just became really busy, really fast.

But hey, I’m back. And I’m kind of proud of myself for posting before 2014 (;

so here’s what has been going on since September:

My sister got engaged to her Prince Charming


I took two of my stunning friends’ senior portraits


and my handsome brother’s


Bonfires were lit



And I dressed up as Jane (from the Disney movie Tarzan) for a Disney themed Christmas party my senior class and I put on for our youth group (complete with a Be Our Guest dance)


And I became way too dependent upon my iPod for picture-taking. (But trust me, that’s going to change. )

I’m honestly really glad that i took that break. I feel like I have more inspiration than i had before.

So here’s to another New Year.


• catching up •









So far, this semester has been a whirlwind of fickle weather, Socrates, a strange encounter with a fox, and, yes, a hoard of Caramel Macchiatos.

That being said, I suppose i should inform everyone that, after months and months of saving, i was finally able to purchase my very first ‘real’ camera. I was able to get the Nikon D5200, and I’m really amazed at what I’m able to do, and i know I’ll be exploring its capabilities for a long time to come.

We’re just starting our first essay for English. I’m actually really excited, and looking forward to the writing. Although, I’ve become so used to using pictures to express my thoughts and emotions lately, it’s a little difficult to get back into the habit of using only words.

I do believe that fall is here, at last. {hence that plethora of photos with sweaters} The leaves are turning their respective shades of red, orange and gold, and there is an expectant chill in the air. I’m really looking forward to all of the wonderful things to come.


| empty space |


Oh autumn, where are you? I’m pretty sure everyone wants fall to be here at this point. I feel as if  this time- the empty space between fall and summer- is when everyone takes a deep breath, and now they’re just waiting to lose grip of summer and plunge headlong into winter.

I know i want it to be fall so i can wear plaid shirts and worn denim jeans while telling stories around a bonfire, surrounded by the very best of friends. I want it to be cold, so i can wear cozy sweaters while drinking a hot caramel macchiato and listening to melancholy artists sing their lachrymose melodies .

But although fall is {and no doubt always will be} my favorite season, I know that after that, winter will come, and the Holidays will pass, and once january comes around, the longing for the warm sunshine of summer will return. And I’ll probably be writing a post about it, much like this one.