so! this summer! i have some goals.
apart from FINALLY working out the kinks of updating my website and selling my art online (!!!), i’m thinking of starting a youtube channel/vlog type thing… would you guys be interested in that?
we are growing lemon balm and spearmint in our garden which means i can make the most refreshing water and juice concoctions (◡‿◡✿)
well, here i am, sitting in the airport to leave for america after five months of being abroad. i got to experience pieces of scotland, england, holland, france, a tiny bit of belgium, and, of course, a large portion of ireland. my favorite of all.
i will post photos from my travels once i am home. some are already up on my travel blog (f0xtrotting.tumblr.com)!
i feel like the luckiest person ever and i am more than grateful for the time that i had and memories i made. i want to stay in the emerald isle forever… but it will be nice to have the summer with my family, my old friends, my boy, and my bunny!
in scotland i learned that men in kilts are weirdly attractive… and in france i have affirmed that super-tight khakis and gelled pouf hairstyles do nothing for me
i know i haven’t been posting but i’ve been having a spectacular time backpacking! currently in amsterdam (which ROCKS!), have spent some days all over ireland, scotland, and england, and tomorrow i am off to france. will be returning to ‘mercuh (and tumblr) mid-may!
very important announcement
nicki minaj’s new song is surprisingly not that annoying
and the video is hilariously awesome, she looks bangin’ and lil wayne x nicki minaj = OTP
okay weirdest thing ever is when you touch something either on you (like clothes) or around you (like blankets) and for a moment you think it is actually part of your body and everything feels not attached and strange and like you’re not in your own body and suddenly you are very confused and horrified because you have just confused something artificial with your own skin/limb/hair or does this only happen to me
literally all i want is french toast with maple syrup and powdered sugar and blackberries
clothes are so weird you guys
we put them right on top of our bare skin and then it’s like a second skin it’s like a costume what the hell! why are they even called clothes? why not just call them fabric skin
man i would do anything right now for a pineapple or hot wings or french onion soup or fried rice or chocolate ice cream or honeydew or grilled chicken or fettucine alfredo or some fucking olive garden breadsticks and salad wow
mad food cravings in ireland
this is out of control
sometimes i’m just completely overtaken with the urge to sing “ms. new booty” for no reason at all
