mood: frustrated

song: silence

locale: daybed in the drearyness

frustration can't even begin to describe the feelings i've just suffered. the most inconceivable of things to happen on a day like today.. it just makes me angry. and i have still much more to do. i need not to be worried. there is always another day, another start to life just waiting around the corner, i just haven't found it yet.

arrival at any certain time is always questionable in this day and age. we are met with too many variables, and not enough stationary articles to keep the body grounded for more than two minutes of a time.

i miss my mum. and my papa. neither are available for chatting today.):

i am, however, excited that i have an interview tomorrow at Victoria's Secret. its beautiful to me. i can't really explain why.. but i just find it to be so. maybe its because it so brash, or its because they flaunt the form of the female body, and i'm so attracted to the idea of being beautiful in every sense.

beauty to me is someitmes different than what it would be to others. conceptual art, i have decided, is my favorite. or post impressionism. i love art. i love color, and vibrancy, and challenges and form and line and structure and concept behind matter and everything thats the least bit..odd.

maybe you couldn't tell. doesn't really matter. i just go for whats distinguishably classy.

xoxox