breathe and just let go

Ah, see that beautiful sunshine? Yeah? It's not here anymore. In fact, if you want to imagine the weather, look at these pictures and then imagine the opposite. That's about a taste of the reality around here. Not that I'm bitter. Really, I'm not. The weather suits the "blah" of October and the "boo" of Halloween rather well. Which, come to think of it, I don't know what I'm going to dress up as yet. AH I'M STRESSIN'. (i.e. IDEAS?!)

I'm a senior in high school, so I think that that can be accounted for melo-dramatic muses with nostalgia as a running theme? Right? Okay, now that I've cleared the air, I can continue with my melo-dramatic muses with nostalgia as a running theme. (And I can always pull out the, "But I'm a senioooooorrrr"*!)

*Student, not citizen.


Currently, life is insanity. Do you know that feeling when you are "here," but you don't really feel "here"? I feel like my mind and my body and my heart are no longer coherent and I've pinched myself way too many times that I might be abusing my own self.

Yesterday we had our first HIGH SCHOOL DANCE OF THE YEAR. Oh my gawd, like, I know, like, yeah, like like like. Fun Fact: I was totally co-head of Social/ Dance Committee in grade 8. An obvious reasoning for my dancing attributes. Another Fun Fact: after helping to set up, I may or may not have spent a good portion of the hours leading up to the dance dancing on the dance floor. And I may or may not have been by myself. Hey! Something about strobe lights AND laser lights AND fog machines (triple whammy, baby!) that just peaks to my Thriller-esque dance skills. Envy? Duh.


It's actually really beautiful. The power of music, that is. Something about a common beat that gets people jumping in unison. It's really bizarre. How something so simple puts everyone on the same page, if only for a few minutes, bopping up and down to the same beat, breathing the same atmosphere, and hearing the same things. It's fabulous... My ears are literally still ringing from the loud music, perhaps accountable for my abstract musings of life.

And here is my last sewing project. "Last" may imply that it was recent, but rest assured that time still is not on my side and my last sewing project was, in fact, from WAY back in summer.


Pieces of the original origins of the outfits. (Say that sucker three times fast! Probably not that hard. But then again, it might be one of those "it's harder than it looks!" type of things so *insert mysterious ooooooh*)

I've been telling myself just to breathe and enjoy the moments. And I have been. Really. I know that my posts are becoming increasingly laced with a "dear diary" quality, but I guess that's just what's up in my life and you are all just precious enough creatures to share things with. Aw, shucks? I know!


(Jacket - Value Village $8, Yellow Shirt - Value Village $4, Skirt - Homemade, Tights - Hong Kong, Shoes - Value Village, Headband - Value Village)

I hope the sun's shining wherever you are. And the birds are chirping. And the clouds are sprinkling doses of sparkles and Kit Kats. And the baby sun is smiling at you (WOW, I NEVER REALIZED HOW CREEPY THAT THING IS). And you're smiling too.

I have two more weeks of field hockey season and then I'm done with sports teams, forever. (Because, let's face it, high school badminton is not a team. Or a sport, for that matter.) Kind of crazy that, one day, I'll be telling my children about these moments; "You know, when I was in high school, I used to play field hockey really intensely! Can you believe that?! Probably not because I'm obese as I eat too much and never work out because I hated all that jazz..."

What's up with you guys? How would you describe your current feelings? What are you being for Halloween?
P.S. I'd love if you guys sent me an email (lexyht@hotmail.com). Just because times can get lonesome. (But never in cyberland! This a THREAT. For you to, um, email me.)