where art thou?

so i guess it'll be almost a week that i'm home (i know, i know) and i can safely say i am slowly turning into a fatass. i think all i do is eateateat. n'est pas bien (not sure if that's correct my french is a bit rusty). i woke up ate fruit loops, then ate i think a third of the wheat thins box, then dinner, then yogurt, then poptarts. UGH! wtf. this is coming from someone who right before finals went to the gym religiously. i have been planning to work out with a friend but that's not really working out. so im gonna go for a run tomorrow and hit up the golds thats nearby and see how much it'll cost for a month. aside from eating i've been very graphic oriented (no not in that sense). i've been macroing and photoshopping like it's my job (should it be though?). i think i'm coming up with pretty kickass stuff but im gonna change up my style soon, see where i can venture off to.
in other news, nothing haha. i have absolutely no social life here it's kinda depressing. i also think my body is going through some weird withdrawal from new york and i'm serious (seriously). i uncontrollably act up and go crazy and sometimes i act drunk. i guess that's cause i'm missing these like whoa:


yes i am missing these boys like WHOA WHOA. not as much as my nyc boys and girls who make the consummation of these worthwhile. so what have we discussed where art thou gym, social life, and liquor. spot on. SPOT FUCKING ON.

i guess the last bit i want to spew onto you guys is where art thou love life?! like seriously it's been a good 5 years, 5 years! (sorry i keep saying things twice) one of the things i'm am most pissed off about and sad about in leaving the city is that there was the START of something already happening. then i had to leave. blahblugbleurgh! good news with that is that its not dead...just stalled with this whole distance thing. i do wonder at times if he's alive though, like legit. is he? ahaha. this is just a random though process (no but is he really?) i do have to say though i think that during those 5 years i have been able to grow. i don't think without me learning lessons on my own and from people around me i could not have really matured. i feel like being single for such a long time has helped me know exactly what i want, and basically extract all the bullshit that goes into the whole gay scene. in others words, i know what i want and i really don't need anyone to sway me on those principles. i don't know if i'm making any sense since i'm getting all "catcher in the rye" with you guys (love that book). but yea i know what i want, i know what i like, and i need to get back to nyc and resume that pronto.

hmmm i guess the final thing is just a internship search for new york. i still need to discuss (more like tell) my parents that i want to move back early, but i think if i do something that'll help my career it would be very helpful and probably shut my parents up quicker. unfortunately christie's is all booked but i'm sending out resumes and cover letters to a couple perspective places. i guess i'll end on a musical note, cause you know how i loveeeee mi musica. i'm just gonna share, probably one of my favorite lyrics of all time (actually the name of this blog is the song's name). it's jason mraz' "a beautiful mess". ok more like a line and verse haha here goes:

And what a beautiful mess this/ it's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes/ and through timeless words and priceless pictures/ we'll fly like birds but not of this earth/ and tides they turn and hearts disfigure/ but that's no concern when we're wounded together/ and we tore our dresses and stained our shirts/ but it's nice today, oh, the wait was so worth it

ciao chickens!

xoxo