blow it all away.

first it was 2 am.
then it was 4 am.
im never going to sleep.
ever.


i slept this entire day away. and now i am punishing myself by staying up late only to repeat the vicious cycle. this song is throwing me off. time out. wow that was weird. for whatever reason i couldnt type well whilst listening to that song. thats not important though is it? i really want a chai from starbucks. and its only 2 blocks away but...just cant quite motivate myself to go. i think that maybe i will stay up all night, and then be ridiculously productive tomorrow. maybe go to my christmas shop and get lovely cards for everyone. study a little. cook myself a big lunch. and when 9 or 10 o'clock rolls around i'll be as good as dead. haha thats a terrible expression i just made up. but i think thats the plan. i dont really see any other way of shaking myself out of this owl lifestyle.

okay so im gonna stay up. im not really sure what that means. i should probably watch a movie. i should probably make christmas cards also. oh perfect. im going to make christmas cards. this should be interesting. i love the tradition of giving cards. such a simple thing. but so meaningful. i save almost every card i get. i think cards are the physical manifestation of little thoughts. presents seem more like obligations. not to say that obligations arent nice and shiny and very valid in their own right. but to me, cards represent the little thoughts people have about you, or the little smiles that come with thoughts of you. very cute. okay this isnt a real entry. first its way to close to my last and second its just not. here's to asian backpacks, dora the explorer, red haired countdowns and blue eyed monsters. and anyone else who reads this shit hah. love you most.

(disclaimer: im not sure how i feel about this picture...i love Djimon and i love tihs movie but i just feel that as a picture its a little too...saturated?)