For the sake of creating an “entertaining” movie, Baz Luhrmann destroyed any and all subtlety that was present in the original Gatsby. Please, please read the book first; half the fun of a good novel is being able to figure it out yourself, without having the metaphors painfully shoved into your face at every opportunity. No amount of CGI or fancy camera angles can fix that.

Off to the DMV… hoooooooray.
But besides that, it’s been a wonderful day home! Perfect weather for a four mile beach walk.

I AM GOING HOME AND I DON’T KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT IT BUT I THINK IT’S GOOD. Also I’m so so tired right now like get me on the airplane I’m about to pass out.

I am EXHAUSTED today. Just so out of it. Trying to organize my sublease arrangement, worrying about my sister, feeling hideous (hey cool peeling legs, Spain was two weeks ago, get over it) (also my face). I’d just like to curl up into a little ball of nonexistingness for the rest of today, and maybe for the rest of this week. I’m dragging my feet, going out tonight. Not really feeling it.

HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!

Some nights you miss your boyfriend. Other nights you really miss him. This is one of those “really miss him” kinda nights.
I HATE being sappy. But eurghhh, it’s true.

cold, ugly rainy day in Glasgow = tea, music, and drawing. music suggestions are welcome :)

trying not to feel guilty about kinda sorta wasting today because I’m going home in less than two weeks.