nye

where did the summertime go? i never even had a chance to wear my crop tops and cutoffs this summer. the winter is easier to dress for, anyway. i feel like i've been wearing the same four black shirts with the same bdg pants and the same black flats. i should be practicing my french before the spring semester starts but instead i am simply dreaming of paris and how magical it seems. i've been to other states, but i've lived in california my whole life. the desire to be somewhere new is like an itch just waiting to be scratched.

i want to look up and see the sky, stars, sun, and the moon, and i want to see faces of people who make me happy, just as i hope i do to them. i want endless rolls of film to capture every beautiful moment i see so that when i am unhappy, i can remember that love and joy do exist. i want to see everything there is to see, love everything there is to love, and meet everyone there is to meet. i wish i didn't have to just dream things but live them instead. when i close my eyes and see my fantasies play out in my head, i want to open them and see them in front of me.

i don't have a new year's resolution, except maybe to just be happy. but that's been my resolution for the past couple of years. and i shouldn't have to wait for a new year to make changes to my life. i'm just trying my best to keep afloat.

Winter

Now that there are more surprise summer heat waves, it is officially winter in Berkeley. I'm still not used to the rain, even though I'm pretty sure it was still raining in June. As the semester winds down I hope to enjoy the weather and anything new this season has to offer. Maybe I'll actually do something over break.

Left to right - Zola's black leather boots, thrifted; my Dr. Martens, Crossroads Trading; Jenna's metallic sneakers, H&M