January 2011
December 2010
I made out like a mo'fuggin BANDIT, today.
I went into my favorite thrift store after being away for 6 months and was greeted with a “HEY! WE HAVE NEW MUSIC IN THE BACK FOR YOU!” It was so awesome. I mean, I go in there, a lot. (Well, I used to.) And I always clean out their record section. But, to be acknowledged and thought of was just so cool. I don’t know why. It just made home feel that much more like… home.
Anyway, this is what I got:
Doobie Brothers - Best Of The Doobies Pt. 1
Doobie Brothers - Best of The Doobies Pt. 2
The Eagles - Greatest Hits
Led Zeppelin - CODA
The Monkees - Greatest Hits (Don’t judge)
Aerosmith - Live! the Bootleg
Crosby, Stills, & Nash -
FOREIGNER - Self-titled
FOREIGNER - 4
All for like, $20. Amazing. I’m so stoked. At the record store back home in Orlando, 9 records would easily be like, $100. Especially with names like Led Zepplin and The Eagles in there. AND all of these are in perfect condition. I’m kind of upset because as I was leaving, they were telling me how the guy that brought these in had only brought a fraction of his collection, and that he was gonna be bringing more in, soon. I, unfortunately, won’t be around. Bummerville. I’m so excited to get home to my record player and jam.
I don’t really want to go home, though. It’s so weird being back. I feel like I never left. Steph told me that the first visit home is always the hardest, because it throws you off. It’s true. I just kind of want to get back and get school started and get back in routine so I don’t have time to think about it. Being back in my parents house and having no responsibilities and being taken care of again is weird. I don’t really know what to do with myself. But I don’t want to leave. Sigh.
I guess it’s not so bad, though. My family will only be in Kansas for about 20 months and then my dad’s retiring and moving back to good ol’ Virginia, and by then I’ll have my associates and it’ll be time to pick a University. So, I can either come back here or figure out where I want to live. This past semester flew by, so it won’t be bad at all. I hope so, at least.
Well, I still have 2 full days, at least. I think I’m going back on Sunday, unfortunately. Knowing that I’m leaving so soon puts a damper on things. Ughhh.
Okay, I’m done complaining. I’m going shopping with my dad, tomorrow. He’s buying me clothes. Yay for dads!
Fuck me. I didn’t realize it was 4 AM, already. I guess I’ll be pulling an all-nighter, because if I go to sleep now, I won’t be waking up until tomorrow afternoon. Dammit.
Okay, bye.
This is a Rupert Grint appreciation post.
Reblog for Shonna.
OH MY GOD.
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I spend entirely too much time tracking down / making things for it, but whatever. Totally worth it.
I just got THE SOFTEST yarn on the entire planet to make a scarf out of.
I’m a happy girl.
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Home sweet home.
I suppose it’s time for one of those obnoxious “this is what’s going on in my life” blogs. Here goes.
I’m finally back in Virginia! Not that I’ve gotten to see much of it…
(This is what my parents house looked like when I woke up, yesterday morning. It’s pretty outrageous, but you don’t get this in Florida.)
As lovely has having a snowy Christmas was, I would very much like it to leave. I only have a few days left here and I still haven’t gotten to go to Yorktown or visit my friends at my old job or take a trip down to my thrift store hot spots. I’ve been stuck in my house, and it almost feels as if I never left. Everything is back to normal, and I feel alone, again. I guess this is why I moved out. And I think I’m glad I feel this way, to be honest. I was worried that I would come home and not want to leave. That it would just be another stab in the heart and I would be homesick, forever. But, as much as I love my family, I’m so glad I’m out on my own. Free to be myself and do what I want to do when I want to do it. Such simple little pleasures that you don’t realize you take for granted; I’ve already started to and it’s only been 5 months. I’m just so glad I finally have reassurance that at this point in my life, I’m on the right path. I haven’t been sure of that in a long, long time.
Anyway, the visit has been nice, so far. I surprised my sister, which was fun. On Christmas Eve, we all got together with some family friends and had a big dinner. It’s always nice having everyone together.
(Me and dad, Christmas Eve 2010)
(Uncle Larry and Aunt Betty lookin’ sharp)
(Jenn in the back, Nykita and KC, Miss Jennifer, Aunt CiCi (i love her face), Daddy, Mom, and Kylie)
(The view. I love Virginia, so much)
(Uncle Larry with bells, or “bling,” in his mouth.)
(Bathroom photo op)
(My brother, Brian, and Kyler being jerks.)
(Then we found gangster hats…)
(Bedazzled)
So, anyway… that was fun. I’m glad I got to see everyone. Other than that, nothing’s been going on. Home is home, you know? You think things have changed over time, but they haven’t. Home is always the same. And I will always take comfort in that.
I have a few days left. I may head down to NC early so I can spend New Years with my friends. Someone’s having a party. I think there are 2 parties. I don’t know. I might just take the extra day here. It depends.
I’ve been listening to The Fray, non-stop. I don’t know why. They always make me sad. They’re just hauntingly beautiful and when I listen to them, I imagine the feeling I get is what being in love feels like. Maybe that’s what attracts me.
That’s about it. It’s almost 1 AM. I suppose I’ll go make coffee and see if there are any Criminal Minds re-runs on. Or I’ll take full advantage of The History Channel. That sounds good.
Ciao.
I mean, if you can find a Holga for a really good price, it might be worth it. Like I said, it's a fun little toy, but to me it's really just that - a toy. I spent $80 on a Holga kit and it only lasted about 9 months before the mechanisms inside broke and the body gradually fell apart. It still sort of works, it's just bound together with electrical tape, haha.
Which, by the way, if you do get one, I'd suggest you buy a bunch of! Black electrical tape helps to seal out some of the light and reduce the amount of leaks. That way you can kind of control it.
I have a Yashica, which is also medium format and it takes gorgeous pictures. Not sure what the retail price is though, because mine was a gift.
Yeah, I’ve heard about having to use tape to seal the holes in a Holga. I can’t figure out what I’m gonna do. I can get a complete Diana F+ kit and add a fisheye lens for $150, but idk if I’m brave enough. Hahah. It’s kind of a lot of money to put towards something I’m not completely sure will be worth it.
I’ll look up the Yashica and try to figure it out.
Thanks, soul sista!
I mean, if you can find a Holga for a really good price, it might be worth it. Like I said, it's a fun little toy, but to me it's really just that - a toy. I spent $80 on a Holga kit and it only lasted about 9 months before the mechanisms inside broke and the body gradually fell apart. It still sort of works, it's just bound together with electrical tape, haha.
Which, by the way, if you do get one, I'd suggest you buy a bunch of! Black electrical tape helps to seal out some of the light and reduce the amount of leaks. That way you can kind of control it.
I have a Yashica, which is also medium format and it takes gorgeous pictures. Not sure what the retail price is though, because mine was a gift.
Yeah, I’ve heard about having to use tape to seal the holes in a Holga. I can’t figure out what I’m gonna do. I can get a complete Diana F+ kit and add a fisheye lens for $150, but idk if I’m brave enough. Hahah. It’s kind of a lot of money to put towards something I’m not completely sure will be worth it.
I’ll look up the Yashica and try to figure it out.
Thanks, soul sista!
