Attempts.

I'm trying to get out of my state of minor depression. It seems to be working. I changed my diet. Changed my friends. Now, when I say I don't understand the majority of these girls from Texas, I'm serious. Two girls hate me over 2 dollars and the fact that I can't control my friends. Who gives 2 sh*ts really. I don't. But I don't understand it, either. Its like they have a different mentality than the rest of the world. ugh. But anyway. I feel as though my younger loves are burning themselves out and its because I'm setting a bad example. My mom always says they look up to me way more than I even know, but I never considered that until now. I wish they'd learn from mistakes instead of reliving them, because in retrospect, nobody wants to be stressed and things are only as hard as we make them. In other news, I'm attempting to put my life together in ways that speak to my soul and not everybody elses. Or anybody elses. I'm on my design tip and I'm good. I wish I could just have a loft somewhere decent in LA where I could eat popsicles and come up with fascinating ideas for clothes. Not too much furniture, just a hanging chair and lots of pillows...and a killer window with a view of the beach. I can dream can't I?

in terms of design....I might have something. I like to imagine and use music lyrics to spark my ideas....check me out.




....I have a whole book. A WHOOOOOLE book. Anyway...


....we sit outside late at night/early in the morning. Sometimes people come and do crazy things. Like run over all the benches and trash cans or steal cars.



I love this kid. she is SO funny. She knows all the words from Madaascar 2..and she can laugh like every single character off of Spongebob. She's a comic genius.


...I tagged. possibly my next tatt. Maybe if my Sociology teacher wasn't so deep I could pay attention.

.....whatever on life, because I want it to be something thats it isn't. There I go being Hasan again. smfh. (=