DIY idea. for someone.

precious few hours for myself.

"be my love in the rain."

picture by Clare, check her work out at http://www.princeclare.com/
bet you didn't know my legs were this sexy. i sure didn't.
she did a shoot for us for the upcoming SEC's sexual awareness week; all the pictures turned out absolutely amazing, and it was so much fun!

this week has been sort of nutty, i think i've been home maybe a few hours this weekend.

happy b day to adrianna, the "Daughter of a hippie, and a Lazy Lover".

me and my lover had our first fight. totally his fault, but i guess it was due. we made up within hours, aka me stumbling into his place after few shots of vodka, 3 hours of dancing, him saying sorry with his sad puppy eyes. kind of an anti climactic resolution, especially since i left his place swearing to myself that i will not see him this weekend, not even speak to him, and telling him to fuck off.

an interesting experience. the fusion between uncontrollable anger (which is kind of a treat in itself, since i don't often feel that emotion) and the security that I felt knowing that we love each other, as well as the inevitable reconciliation. i do love that man... i'm gleefully taking in the experience of (i can safely say that it's a healthy) mutual dependence for happiness in our relationship.

which reminds me, i happened to see a blogger from Toronto that I've been following for a while at the club that adrie had her birthday thing at. I didn't really care to intrude on her night but casually told her that I loved her blog. She actually seemed quite flustered and said "pretend you didn't see me here". Odd, right? It's weird. You read these blogs, see parts of their lives, and you kind of paint a picture of what they would be like, and I find myself preferring the fictitious.

somebody stop me.

... too late. asos is just too good not to give in, especially with their free international shipping.

what is up with me and my lack of control these days?

i've been looking at my school stuff for the last 3 hours and i'm realizing that my academic history in terms of consistency is just terrible. it looks like an ugly mistake that is eating itself. *sigh*

my love for the secret diary of a call girl continues...

the story isn't as exciting as the other seasons, but definitely enough eye candy for me to keep watching it.

i've been searching new blogs to stalk in addition to my regulars, and i came across kenza's. how beautiful is she? i have a girl crush on her: http://kenzas.se/




mid day naughty 'i should've left 20 minutes ago but i can't tear myself away from you' sex = mmmmmmmm. more please.

on a slightly more serious note, i've been really thinking about how the next 6 months will unfold. no more excuses, i finally will have more control over my life. these days my past floats around in my present and my future like rainbow coloured oil on water.

float float.

happy 5 months.

... my lover took me to the top of the world and gave me the sunset while we ate. then a necklace, then a raptors game.

my first valentine.

he gives me so many firsts, and it's got me talking about the future while we cuddle in bed.

it's crazy.

i want to sew things together.

... i really want a sewing machine.

i baked cookies for the first time in my life today. peanut butter cookies. for the lover. i hope he likes them.

i miss the times when things were simple.

... when I used to get up at 7 in the morning everyday to watch Sailormoon on the tiny barely colour tv.

Children's story by Robert Frost - This one's for you Ingie!

In addition to the poetry book by him, I am reading the book that the lover got me, The Collected Prose of Robert Frost.

"A little girl went out to walk from her mama and she came to a cow and got past it and it didn't hurt her and she came to another cow and got past that one too and it didn't hurt her and so another and another, four in all. Then she turned around and came back past the same four. She got past the whole four twice without a hurt and came home and told her mama and her mama was so glad she had come through all right that she hugged her. I neglected to say this little girl had her doll Rosa with her and she's awfully afraid of cows."

I know you read my blog, and I know you like cows. This made me think of you <3

vintage love

just came back home with a royal blue vintage yves saint laurent sweater, navy leather belt with brass antique buckle, crocodile belt, grey michael kors cardi, silk cherry red shirt, and a beige metallic thread crocheted sweater.

done and done.