#42.

things to photograph:

- people jumping on beds
- autumn foliage
- goldfish swimming in tomato soup
- portraits of manny the mannequin
- homework piles
- bookstores & old books
- guitars
- stuffed animals
- shop displays
- candids of friends
- shoes
- dresses & twirling
- faces
- mannequins
- grass
- nail polish gradients
- other photographs
- cake
- old books
- UCC
- staircases

#41.

random facts:

1) i only eat muffin tops, but i eat the whole cupcake. i never buy muffins because i feel so guilty just throwing half of it away. luckily, i've found somebody who would always eat my muffin bottoms.

2) i'm suffering from a bit of a crisis right now because i think i am balding.

3) i love jason mraz and scruffy 25-year-olds.

4) i like taking film photos and assigning lyrics to them. but it's a tough job because the lyrics have to be just right. i get really sad sometimes because after i've written on them, i find a much more appropriate song.

5) i hate crossing the street because i'm really bad at making those executive decisions on whether or not to cross when the light is still green but the walking man says no.

6) i enjoy everyday harry potter references.

eg. why aren't you looking at me? it's not as if i am a basilisk.

7) i love braids, polaroids, expensive tea&coffee, blanket forts, christmas lights, and daisies.

8) the most satisfying activity in the world is walking through piles of crunchy leaves.

9) i like owls, otters, and elephants.

10) i didn't finish my japanese homework. (oops.)

#40.

things i need to do:

- love me more.
- sleep more.
- dream more.
- take less offense.
- stop procrastinating. (!!)

burning the midnight oil with caffeine rushing through my veins. makeup applied since 8 am seeps into my pores; i need a shower. oh my, is it that time of the year again?

funny things about boys: it's when you start becoming interested, that they plan to run away.

i feel like boys have a radar. for me, anyway. once they sense that i'm somewhat interested in any way, they disappear into a dark abyss of awkward. and every time we meet next, the air is filled with so much tension that i wish to suck it all up with a vacuum.

the song 'almost lover' relates to me but i would never let it progress that far.

because i'm not easy.

why i like clothing, cameras, books & poetry: they aren't fickle and temperamental.

they don't judge. when you find a dress that is oh-so-suitable for you, when it hugs the nooks and crannies of your imperfect body perfectly and drapes off your shoulders comfortingly, you know that it would never just leave you. and you get what you input--care for the dress and the dress cares for you. so many memories, so many sights seen, so many foods eaten, with that dress. a constant companion, but is also exceedingly loyal. that is a dress.

boys, on the other hand, are prone to desire, to lust. always in the search of 'better'. boys are mirages: seemingly perfect, hiding a plethora of potential. potential to turn girls into dark and twisty and ugly things.

i hate boys.