is it spring yet
wakes up in the middle of the night on a saturday; with all my friends at the bar or asleep, my boredom leads me to be blatantly mean to a kid that won’t stop messaging me, google tracy morgan quotes, and leave my brother a sassy facebook comment for the world to see.
February play list as of yet:
latest make-up digs, from the beginning:
Benefit’s Moonbeam; a golden pink highlighter i’ve been in love with since i worked at the counter. apparently Beyonce uses it.
Anastasia Beverly Hills Tinted Brow Gel in Graphite; i’ve been against tinted brow gels since a bad experience with Benefit’s Speed Brow, but this one is less wet and the perfect taupe shade for my eyebrows. great product if your obsessed with your brows but don’t have time to fiddle with a pencil every morning.
Too Faced Glamour Revolution Palette; i received this palette with little enthusiasm for Christmas, just because i hate palettes; i feel like the eye shadow is always finding it’s way into the lip glosses, and it’s just awkward all around. HOWEVER i should not have doubted the giver of the gift (my brother’s supermodel-like, lived in Paris, Manhattan, D.C., and currently San Diego, drop dead gorgeous fiance) because it ended up being my favorite present. The palette features fabulous design, a sparkly pink blush fit for anyone, matte bronzer, 9 eye shadows (i will forever be an Urban Decay girl, but these shadows aren’t terrible), a tiny Shadow Insurance tube, cute detachable mirror, recipe card-like beauty how-to’s, and 3 lip glosses i actually USE, and haven’t gotten a bit of powder in them yet! paired with mascara and a brow pencil, this palette is perfect for everyday make-up.
i have been trying to finish Bukowski’s Ham on Rye since November. it’s not that it’s bad; maybe i just don’t have the time. the problem is, the book isn’t mine. i can’t risk returning the book unfinished, living the rest of my life not knowing what happened to Henry, his bad temper, and his foul mouth.
for now the book sits nest to my bed, a blank guest check (No. 798254) folded in half saving my place, only a hundred pages away from my destiny.
they say if you love it, you should let it out it’s cage and fuck it. if it comes back, you know it’s there to stay.
i probably most likely will not get into the Hallmark Internship on account of my pathetic 2.6 GPA. it makes me sad that something i could should have avoided is going to keep me from an exciting opportunity. i have vaguely thought about this internship for the past two years, but was obviously not thinking that hard.
my academic advisor who has a constant attitude but is extremely handsome told me to apply anyway. if they go as far to ask for my transcript, i’ll know my portfolio was at least that good. i left his office in dissappointment, and as i walked out, “Ed” told me to pull my grades up. it took a lot of restraint not to flip him off for stating the obvious.
instead of ending this post with a beautiful picture of a boring town that was my temporary ticket out, here is a map of the sad place i will probably spend the rest of my life.

i’m applying for a creative internship at Hallmark. it’s something i’ve considered doing for the past two years, but was lazy about it. the monotony of Pennsauken, NJ may have given me the extra kick i needed this year. after dotting a few i’s, crossing some t’s, and banging out a cover letter, my application will arrive a month early.
the internship takes place in Kansas City, MO, approximately an 18 hour drive or a $200 round trip flight away from here. i feel like i’ve already been accepted; i’m already making mental lists of what to bring and who i will miss the most in consequential order. thousands of students apply, i’m sure… but i need this more than they do.
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