After panicking over my math homework,

which basically reinforced my already stone-set belief that I will never be able to own anything nice in the 'real world' or live in anything other than near poverty,

I decided to gawk and whimper over beautiful things that I will never own but always want to.

All from my favorite, Anthropologie. 

Online window shopping always depresses me. 

I watched the movie Seraphine late last night, about the French cleaning lady who became a famous painter. It was just the type of thing I needed to see. The stills look like paintings themselves, and no matter how deep into the internet I search, I can't seem to find any prints of her work.

But my future apartments wants to be covered in Seraphine prints. It wants to.

Two weeks ago Truchi visited me at school out in Missouri,

and after a very upsetting beginning of the week with my family in KY,

we ended up having a considerably nice time back at school.

It's just nice to have someone hang out with you, even if you are being sad and not very fun.

And now it's my spring break, 

pictures of my week later.

Douglas makes me want to be a designer. I don't care if I lay out yearbooks for a living. 

Guys, I can't tell you how relieved I am that I finished my English paper an hour ago. I am super mego happy.

Except, I'm also sad, because I can't call my loverly bee-eff and talk to him about how relaxed and happy I am that I'm done,

because he's currently on a

on his way to 

and I will 

I've decided to stop being not-fun, and start posting like I used to.

but I've decided that really is no excuse for not wasting my time on the computer sharing pictures and new songs I find/love with ten (TEN! WAHOO! Welcome Brittany!) like-minded internet addicts.

Ohh, love.

So here. I'm back, and I missed you.











(this photo makes me want to grow my hair back out really bad)




I'm just really diggin the whole pink dress fairy tale thing right now...

And I really want to do this in my dorm room
providing my room mate is as awesome or non-existent as I've imagined her to be...


(thank you kate-maggie, and I love your blog by the way,
but I do disagree with your choice in coffee distributors- bleck!)



I really miss Chris today.
I wish we could go for a drive.

love, rudi