After taking a short hiatus from this blog, which turned into almost two years, I'm trying to start again. There's something intensely vulnerable about blogging which scares me, and kept six versions (rewritten every couple of months) of this "hello again" post, lying dormant in my drafts. But I'm ready to learn how to do this.
Everything about my life has changed since the beginning of my junior year. I am now off to college in two months, which is confusing and terrifying, since I often feel like a twelve year old. I have had the chance to explore weird, beautiful places like Tennessee, San Diego, and South Dakota. I can drive! I switched my intense obsession with raspberry tea to one with obnoxiously cold water! I started growing my hair out! And so, so much more,
Equally, nothing has changed. Summer in the 'burbs still consists of trying in vain to get food after 8pm, walking around to watch the sunset, and watching twelve straight hours of Netflix. (Side note: I finished Riverdale today and I have SO MANY feelings about it.) Trips to New York, like the one I had this weekend with my friend Elsa, seem to be the only way to break up the monotony.
We walked around the Met drenched in sweat, had some good acai, and soaked up vitamin D in central park. A total tourist weekend, but exactly what we needed. Plus, I finally got to see the Comme des Garcons exhibition, and I nearly cry. Enjoy the iPhone pics, as everything was far too spur-of-the-moment for anything else.
So, before I get too scared and simply save this in my drafts again, I'll post it. Please, feel free to comment with any other blogs you think I should read, thoughts you're having, or any encouragement for me to keep writing.
Much love,
Fee
Everything about my life has changed since the beginning of my junior year. I am now off to college in two months, which is confusing and terrifying, since I often feel like a twelve year old. I have had the chance to explore weird, beautiful places like Tennessee, San Diego, and South Dakota. I can drive! I switched my intense obsession with raspberry tea to one with obnoxiously cold water! I started growing my hair out! And so, so much more,
Equally, nothing has changed. Summer in the 'burbs still consists of trying in vain to get food after 8pm, walking around to watch the sunset, and watching twelve straight hours of Netflix. (Side note: I finished Riverdale today and I have SO MANY feelings about it.) Trips to New York, like the one I had this weekend with my friend Elsa, seem to be the only way to break up the monotony.
We walked around the Met drenched in sweat, had some good acai, and soaked up vitamin D in central park. A total tourist weekend, but exactly what we needed. Plus, I finally got to see the Comme des Garcons exhibition, and I nearly cry. Enjoy the iPhone pics, as everything was far too spur-of-the-moment for anything else.
Catching my breath and trying to seem cool before heading in.
The texture... the color... the styling... everything.
Temporary tattoos, because why not?
Sweaty, tired, and happy.
Much love,
Fee
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