wishlist.

this started out as a generic birthday wish, but i'll just consider this a general wishlist for the rest of this year [they are in no particular order]:

- get a new cell [preferably a blackberry bold. yep, i'll be one of those jerks.]

- get rid of this old computer of mine and upgrade to a pretty laptop. i am thinking a nice toshiba.

- learn to bake. i mean really go nuts with cookies, cupcakes, cakes, petits fours, everything.

- get will up here, be it to visit or live?

- find the perfect haircut and keep it for at least a full year.



...i will continue to add more to this, providing i remember!

just another diamond day.

i've been in a very 60s/70s whimsical girly folk mood as of late. i think it's mostly to do with the anticipation of spring. i want to wear florals and pastels, put my hair up in a bouffant and curl just the tips. wear peachy lipsticks and blushers ,false lashes and lots of black eyeliner.

it may also relate to the happiness i find myself luxuriating in when i'm talking to will about our future. i'm not saying it won't be stressful, but i am excited, and i hope it goes as planned.

if marriage [dun, dun, dunnnnn] is the end all and be all, so beit. i'm still not one for big weddings [though i will take a cake], but if it will help us be together, why not? city hall, here i come! maybe. as for rings. eh. if anything at all, which i really don't care so much for, i'd want a simple, thin, unpolished, hammered gold band [no diamonds whatsoever]. something that won't cost more than a few hundered dollars.
the only reason i'd except it, is because he wants to give me one. which is cute.
but please, nothing big and gaudy. i'll save those for cocktail parties.

lullaby.

i wish i could just quit this lousy job and create beautiful things. i'm tired of worrying about stepping on petty and insecure people's toes every day. the most frightening and annoying thing is seeing similarities of them, in myself.
i need to get out.

i realize now, no matter how hard i try, i was not born to stand in with the norm of uncreative people. it runs in my blood to create, not just appreciate creativity.