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The spirit is willing, but the flesh is so weak
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[November 21st, 2008 @ 9:37am] |
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Next halloween, I will be a sugar skull.
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[November 2nd, 2008 @ 11:12am] |
NYC WEEKEND!!!
next friday. Midnight dinner?! yes. everyone! Dinner.... Yaffa?!
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[September 3rd, 2008 @ 5:02pm] |
hello nyc, i will be in you nov 7th-10th. bringin the boy.
see you then.
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[September 3rd, 2008 @ 9:47am] |


the pup!
i want to go back home in nov. i want to go to cali in jan. i want to go to europe in the summer. i will.
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[August 27th, 2008 @ 10:07am] |
Laura and I got a puppy! and a house/apt! Work is crazy. boyfriend is lovely.
that's life. how's yours?
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[August 23rd, 2008 @ 3:53am] |
i have a habit. a bad habit. a habit of texting my boyfriend texts i am sending my girls about him. it's never anything i wouldnt tell him but stuff that is kind of obnoxious to know im telling others.
i love him so much.
i am so sorry.
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[May 7th, 2008 @ 1:58pm] |



It's summer. I'm Bored. Dilemma, dilemma, dilemma. Wanting summer in the city. Buy me a plane ticket to California? Anyone? pls.
Rediculiousness, rowdy-ness, love.
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[April 1st, 2008 @ 12:01am] |
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latenightphonecalls.blogspot.com
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[March 23rd, 2008 @ 5:43pm] |
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Oh man, I'm so excited for the future... I think, I've made a plan for my next move. It's going to be a big one!
but, I'm so excited. I don't want to jynx it... and I know it's not going to be an easy one... but I'm going to work HARD HARD HARD from now through the summer I'm going to continue to take classes through the summer and work all summer long and save money. ...and in the fall, I will move to Paris-! I will get a paid internship or internship and small job there, preferably in the fashion industry... if not assist a photographer! My mothers friend has an apartment in paris and i have some distant family there...
It's going to be hard... Keeping my head focused, but if i want something I can get it, just have to keep from not getting distracted by "parties" if you can call them that here... and silly boy situations that are meaningless. I can do it, I'm going seclude myself almost and just get my shit done. MEFOR ME FOR ME FOR ME. not them. FUCK THEM JUST ME? i mean not to be rude, but my "real friends" will back me and push me towards my goal... rather than "them" who just wanna drink and get cray cray and what have you.
LALALALA i'm so looking forward to this. and all of this, isn't saying I'm not going to college... I'm just getting my pre req's. out of the way and then... later on i will
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[March 20th, 2008 @ 11:06am] |
The blog is "up and running" again. It's not that interesting at the moment, i'm trying to find an angle to have... but its there. So yeah.
My friend Paris let me carry her mase home with me last night, while walking [p.s. ABQ streets feel so much worse even at 12 than i've ever felt in the sketchiest neighborhoods of nyc at 3am] home, god the feeling of having that on you, makes you feel so good and powerful. Now on my checklist of things to purchase.

 p.s. those white pants are cursed, from the last time i wore them on my birthday last year to the first time i wore them on st.pattys day this year [since they were fix'd from my bday] they've brought nothing but and over throw of emotions and debauchary... some of which are more than just unnecessary-!
 Ah-ha! I'mma seal.
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[March 12th, 2008 @ 1:28pm] |
i yet again, have spent too much money on that damn credit card. i need a job. i need to move out, or pay 1/2 price rent to my grams for an apt in the back. fuck, this.
i have a court date march 21st... lame.
girls always shine later to be total looney bins. fuck 'em. knock em out.
reaking havoc at 3am = best feeling.
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[February 25th, 2008 @ 12:14pm] |
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[February 17th, 2008 @ 3:44pm] |
So since the people i hung out with all the time, left... I've been searching around playin the feild finding new buddies. Nothing feels right. It all leads back to the initial problem of me being, destructive? Fuck me, why do I always attract the same type of people. The same situation with guys, and the same reaction from broads.
On another note, I believe it's time for me to crack open a new moleskin and start this journey in there... Writing isn't coming easy, just rants... and day by day lists of happenings. I'm going to change that. I must start doing more math homework. Get my head on straight. Take out the wireless internet card. Sit. Focus.
I don't know why I let my heart break so easily... well not break, but I get so hurt. For no reason, with people that mean nothing, that don't know me, that are purely at my disposal... but yet, i let them do the disposing, always.
I've stayed on the outskirts of drama with these new groups of friends and yet that seemed to cause more drama then intended. yet, I'm still not involved but i'm just dropping friends like pants. I guess my attitude, like so what-- what's your problem... doesn't really help. But even though, I asked what their problems were-- they still didn't give me an answer- So there's nothign really else to do, unless I want to start shit talking. and Really... i'm keeping to my word, they are NOT worth it.
that's all, hope everyone is well.
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[February 9th, 2008 @ 5:03pm] |
again. and again. and again.
well first lets start with... a hilarious- rediculiously ironic story. My friend Laura sent me her old [expired] ID from nyc because she just turned 21. she's 5'2 mind you... but in the picture and in life we do look some what related especially well... when she was younger. anyways- My friend Stephanie decide to try out this ID we go to a resturaunt first to get a beer and some foods... we sit down order and get carded, everything is going smoothly... then we turn and see this man walking towards us with a big like newspaper camera and pass around his neck... he happened to be doing a story about "verticle ids" and "invalid ids" in new mexico and how you can't use them... so I told the man my name was Laura Fearon and he took a picture of the waitress carding me, this is going to be in the albuquerque journal- soon. I was highly amused by the irony.
anyway-
get drunk. text drunk. erase word 'fuck' sexually from my vocab. Laura's ID- hilarious i'm said to be 5'2 now. bonding with Stephanie... going to the "nightlife" here on friday, is pretty awful. keeping people up. her coming back to my house in a cop car, handcuffed. and let her stay over- no ticket, no taking her in. hilarity.
this week was made up of shrooms, deciding to drive to california on shrooms, getting sober and turning back around... sleepovers, skipping math class, driving to the mountains, and ... infamous last night. Stupid decisions to text annoyingly... i'm a lush? nah tho... just friendly. haha
Tomorrow, I'm doing the first of possibly many photoshoots for this store Revolver here... that sells vintage stuff and betsey johnson and etc... for their online store. It'll be fun.
I want a man.... the whole 9yrds.
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[January 31st, 2008 @ 9:48am] |
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FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.
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