thirteen left

Please let this break be over.

asofterworld for the win

Really. It's like they can read my mind.

Big News

I wish I had more things to say, however, I am grumpy.

1. Learned how to drive manual at 4 in the morning and only stalled out once.
2. Applied to work at a girls sleep-away camp in Maine called Wyonegonic.
3. Accepted to Ohio State.

Back From Hiatus

After a long week of hosting, John is on his way home and I'm packing for Iowa. It's strange how time can feel so heavy sometimes and so lightweight others. Here's a picture I took from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial of the Reflecting Pool, National Mall and Washington Monument. I chose the perfect day to take the train into Washington. Beautiful, sunny and relatively warm with very little traffic and tourists. The Metro was easier to maneuver than I remember. I wish we had more time to spend in the galleries but there was only so much.

Enough rambling about that. It's been a good week and the last thing I want to do is blab. I do believe, however, it's time for a nap.

It's All Mixed Up

"So here I am, in the middle way, having had twenty years—
Twenty years largely wasted, the years of l'entre deux guerres
Trying to use words, and every attempt
Is a wholly new start, and a different kind of failure
Because one has only learnt to get the better of words
For the thing one no longer has to say, or the way in which
One is no longer disposed to say it. And so each venture
Is a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate
With shabby equipment always deteriorating
In the general mess of imprecision of feeling,
Undisciplined squads of emotion. And what there is to conquer
By strength and submission, has already been discovered
Once or twice, or several times, by men whom one cannot hope
To emulate—but there is no competition—
There is only the fight to recover what has been lost
And found and lost again and again: and now, under conditions
That seem unpropitious. But perhaps neither gain nor loss.
For us, there is only the trying. The rest is not our business."
~ T.S.Eliot, Four Quartets, East Coker pt. V

Oldies

Matroshkas are lovely and the cat's name is Romeo.

Found

I forgot about these. Found loads more. Will post.

Book List and Code Names

No pictures today because I simply do not have a camera.
I feel lame.
Or like I'm breaking the Project's rules.
But it simply cannot be helped.

Therefore, I've decided to read a book a week for the rest of the summer.
The book of this week, which will be finished by tomorrow, is
The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger.
It's very good and very sad and the perfect beginning to my summer.
I have no idea what to read next...

On another note, my interview is on Monday for my job.
And I'm going to give people code names here if I ever decide to talk about anyone else.
That way, I'll feel really cool.

I'm lame. I know.

Three

Things I've Missed:

1. Gardening. (Hence, the photo.)

2. Warm weather.

3. Hills.

4. The tree in the backyard.

5. Shopping.

6. My bed.

7. Having time to read.

Two

I've posted this a day late, but it's been quite a trip.

The Cedar Rapids airport is boring. Sue's smiley faced shoes are not.

Photos ensue.

One

Last day at Coe as a 1st year. Nothing left to pack but my bed things.

And my candy stash.

And my pjs.

Things to look forward to in the upcoming days:

1. Bringing midwestern friends home with me.

2. DC. (The National Gallery.)

3. Ocean City. (The beach.)

4. Manhattan. (Broadway.)

5. Downtown Baltimore. (Urban Outfitters.)

6. Real food.

Project 365

This journal is dedicated entirely to a year's worth of photographs.

Project 365, if you will.
It's mostly a scrapbook. A corkboard. A collection plate.

Whatever.