Julieta I want your babeis

SO FUCKING GOOD

This thing would bring me to tears if I had tear ducts

I've often caught myself saying, "I want to go home" even when I AM at home. It's one of the scariest things I've experienced, and I hope I'm not saying it all my life.

It's March and so far...

So I seriously haven't written in this thing in forever. And I do mean WRITE. Like... type shiz, ya know? It's all been cutesy little videos that I enjoy quite a lot but are ultimately there just so I don't forget them later because my brain can't handle too much memorization (I have the entire history of America to memorize; for such a young country, it has a ridiculously involved history).

Speaking of America, I bought America: A Visual History From Then to Now. It has the most lovely photos in it - and the best part is that I know what each and every one of them is referring to without having read the description first. I am getting so good.

Right now, my room is bathed in this ghostly blue light. It reminds me of this story I used to love when I was little. It was called The Spirit of the Blue Light and it was about this spirit... of a blue light. I remember I never did understand it - it was about as abstract to my little kid brain as this blue light is to me now.





I hope it doesn't ruin my eyesight too bad. I'm quite fond of my 20/20.

I guess I've chosen tonight to be introspective. I have those introspective moments quite often. Last year was one giant introspective moment and this year I've had one every few months, it seems. They just come and then they leave because being a maudlin teen is one of my non-goals list.

I guess it started with that colorgenics test thing. No matter how many times I took it, no matter how many different color combinations I chose, it kept saying that I was in a state of anxious tension mixed with hearty dollops of stress, and I was like, "Sheeeeit no." But if it kept saying it, there must be something to it. It also told me I was unhappy with the place I am and seeking an escape and I was like, "Hmm... sort of."

POINT IS - it was rather spot-on. I must not be doing something right. It might be the lack of sleep these last few weeks (which tonight is clearly not helping hurhurhur)or the fact that Italy's happening so fast. I'm not sure.

Speaking of which, I FINALLY got started on my passport. Got some passport photos taken in which I look DASHING (hah no) and am ready to get it done MONDAY. After my passport's in the works and I get the second installment of my ticket paid, I WILL FEEL SO MUCH BETTER. In the Italy department, anyway.

Which is how I bought my America book. And sour brite gummi octopi. And got a haircut. And met YET ANOTHER member of my extended family. She cut my hair, such a sweet relative.

TONIGHT'S PLAN IS:

1. Clean room and closet. That task alone could take me HOURS.
2. Organize my bathroom area. It's like a hurricane hit it. HURRICANE NATALIA.
3. Do some work. Like, get that shiz done. I should be doing some now. LEMME BEGIN THAT.
4. Umm. Not sleep I guess. Yeah.

I'm ready for crazy brilliance. And a change.

The Fucking French

Carla Bruni, wanna stop being Sarkozy's wife and come be my personal minstrel? There's no way in hell being the First Lady of France can be more fun this playing this FOREVERMORE.



You too, Piaf. GET IN MAH BEDROOM.

Peach, Plum, Pear

I steal from the sites I stalk :D

Joanna Newsom "Peach Plum Pear" from Echo Panda on Vimeo.

do liiiiike

Don't know what it is. Can't explain it. Love it. Makes me happy. :D

This is why Hombres G never should have grown up. Or married me. Either one.

GOD YES.

Sono il capone della mafia! Sono il figlio della mia mamma! Sono uno stronzo di merda! Un figlio di troia (?) in Veneziaaaa! Veneziaaa!

Lo tengo preparado, tengo las maletas, vamos juntos hasta Italia...

3-1

3 wins, 1 loss. A good day overall.

And, I had chinese food! Yay!

Be It Resolved

I, like most people in this world, am a big fan of resolutions. I like self-improvement, and reflection, and the word "resolution" because it sorta sounds fancy, just a little. So, like most everyone in this world, the following are my resolutions. Incidentally, I never forget my resolutions, not if they're important, because they're usually just resolutions I've made before.

Except tweaked. Maybe.

1. Time Management
2. Work harder
3. Work always
4. Get off your ass
5. Run around
6. Clean that shiz
7. Live that shiz
8. Ok, I think we're done now.

I'm so good at this, it's ridiculous.