I have an explination for the lull in posts, and that is due to my current residency in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. Everything is going quite well here. My Aunt Dorothy and her now husband Brian, who I'm still going to call so, had their small ceremony last night in their house, and then a small reception afterwards. It was really nice. I felt somewhat underdressed, due to my more relaxed dress and lack of anything fancy, but I still had a good time. I remember my cousin Shawn coming up to me and saying "Dot's on her fourth glass of wine now. Oh man." Haha.

It was really nice though, just seeing a small snippet of the family. And I met some new and interesting people as well. Like Dan and Neil, the two high school sophmore twins from Chicago. Well, I mainly talked to Dan, but he is very personable and talented in music. He plays upright bass, both clasically and in jazz. Impressive. I think they're coming to the family beach house in July? So that will be fun. I'm planning on bringing my guitar to that, so we'll get a jam going.

I find it funny how I go to Temple University and I own no team spirit merchandise. Yet the first store I go into at Chapel Hill, I come out with a UNC sweatshirt. My priorities need a little reshaping.

Going now. There's a plan do drive the country roads in the mix before I hop onto the plane back to Philthy.

Today it's taking the train to the Philadelphia International Airport and catching that flight to Raleigh, North Carolina for the weekend. It should be really nice there. At least, I hope it's going to be really nice there. I need some sunny weather.

Before that however, I need to go to Intellectual Heritage. And since the train I want to catch leaves at 11:59, I'm going to be sprinting back to my room and sprinting down to the train. I should make sure everything is packed up right now. That would be bad if I wasn't prepared.

"The Knife" by The Fashion

It's raining today. How dreadful. How awful. But there was this one moment today, where the sun somehow broke through the clouds. The Temple University landscape became more welcoming and warm, the grass reached it's little blades out of the ground, the buds on the trees seemed to shiver with anticipation, and my roommate yanked the curtains shut, drowning out all light and making the dismal 14' x 10' room into an isolated cave.

A piece of the ice shelf as large as Connecticut breaking off? People selling babies for meth on Craigslist? Women using their children to shoplift from Sears?

What the fuck world.

It's such a pleasant day out today. I'm completely comfortable in just a zip-up and jeans. American History is going to slay me today, just like it always has. I just can't stand that class at all. It's pointless, the professor is dull beyond belief, and the class is hardly active. I think the majority of us are half assing it just to get it off the list of core classes. The class is just so ridiculous.

I have a really difficult time sitting down and getting to work these days. Alright, that is a complete lie. I have ALWAYS had a difficult time sitting down and getting to work. I have finished one essay, or memo, for American Art History. The one where I had to write about a painting I saw. Which is Whistler's Nocturne if you wanted to know.

I am currently trying to get an essay on Japanese American Internment underway for American History. Which is due tomorrow as a matter of fact. It's three o'clock, and all I have is the first paragraph down. It is turning out more difficult than I thought. I know it is awful, but I am highly considering just copying and pasting information from various websites, rearranging it all, and then posting it on Blackboard by tonight. I know it is awful, but there are so many things that I need to get done before I get on that plane Friday. The fact that I absolutely loathe the class (mainly in part because of the professor) is certainly the major factor of my unwillingness to put effort into this assignment. Frankly, I could really care less.

On a musical note, Death Cab For Cutie recently released a new single titled "I Will Possess Your Heart". If you haven't listened to it yet, I highly recommend that you do. Their upcoming album Narrow Stairs will be released in May, and I will definitely be one of the first to pick it up.


P.S. The Hills was fabulous last night. I hope to see more of that darling French man in future episodes.

These late night American Art classes are wearing me out, but I am getting so much out of them. I can't believe how much I have learned in that class, and it's enough to sway me to a new major.

I wish I was as talented in photography as my peers. I don't think I could ever become a professional photographer, but I yearn to be it so much. Honestly, I don't know anything about photography, but I try so hard to understand it. I've never taken a class, or read a book, or have shadowed off of anyone else except my father. I have passion for it, but I feel it is not as great as others. I have so much doubt in me, that I'll never shine through or do things as great as others. But I hope so much to do so. I really want it. I feel empty without some sort of camera in my bag, just in case something extraordinary happens in my presence.

Now for lighter news. Much lighter. The return of my life is not entirely back, but at least The Hills have returned into my late Monday nights.

Well, today was actually a somewhat decent day. I went with a girl who lives across the hall from me, Marin, and her school friend to the Philadelphia Art Museum. It was really nice. I needed the serenity of looking at paintings, gazing at the brilliant works people can develop from their minds to canvas. We went to the American Art wing, a place I hadn't been to since I went on a middle school field trip. Even then, I didn't get very far into it before turning around. It was quite amazing, exploring all the nooks and crannies of the museum. I found the little, dimly lit room that held the Degas pastels, and I was just blown away to see his work up close. Also, I was able to gaze lovingly at his statue of the fourteen year old dancer, with the aging tutu and hair ribbon in tact. I was just...awed. Artwork brings out the awe factor in me.

I haven't talked to Libby at all, and I told her to get back to me. But you know what? I don't really mind anymore. It's okay now. If I lose her as a friend, I guess it was just for the best. These things are just too tiring for me, trying to figure it out. At the end of the day, I have really great friends here. Friends who call me. Friends who want to hang out with me. Friends who remember me. Friends who want to do something because they enjoy my company, not because they are bored.

Next weekend I'm going out to North Carolina. I really need this vacation, and it will be nice to catch some nice weather.

Download Of The Day:

Bride & Groom Hot Air Balloon by Hop Along, Queen Ansleis

I tend to start blogs very often, and these blogs tend to just fall apart within the first month or week of using them. I'm not sure how long this one will last, but I'm hoping it will last me throughout my time in Philadelphia.

So let's get a few things straight. I am currently a freshman at Temple University in Philthy Philadelphia. I am supposedly majoring in photojournalism, but I will see how long that lasts for me. I tend to change my mind very often, but never put my mind's decisions into physical action. This is true considering that for the one semester I have been here, I have contemplated changes from art history to as far fetched as chemistry. If I would actually spend time on changing my department, I would have a huge hassle jumping back and forth between these things.

As you can tell, I really have no idea what I want to do with my life. All I can think about is how I yearn to visit every inch of the earth. I want to swim underwater with the blue whales. I want to drink wine at a back alley cafe in France. I want to sit cross legged on the floor, dining on naan in a fellow's house in India. I want to see it all. Those are my only plans for the future after I get out of college.

I enjoy plenty of things, but I just can't tell you what yet. You'll have to find out for yourself as time goes by.