January 2010
December 2009
It’s times like these you give and give again →
What a year it’s been, huh? I rang in the year 2009 in a fancy bar in Shanghai with my then boss and some friends. I was working as an English teacher in Changsha. (you can see my new years…
Sit in the same room. We look the other way →
Alright, I promise these are the last of my Christmas photos! But tradition does call for a family Christmas lunch, and this was it.
My aunt has lovely little…
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coffeeandlipstick:
The boy I love is 300 miles away. But I knew from the minute I met him, that he was it. I don’t know how to explain it, he’s not right for me — shorter, 6 years older, and even losing his hair a little bit, ahah. He’s not typically attractive and I don’t even know if he likes me, but I fell in love with him. He’s the funniest, nicest person I have ever met and the moments we...
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you...
– Mark Twain (via fuckyeahhappy)
But that ‘neutral middle ground on which to make a deep connection with another...
– Jonathan Franzen, on telephone conversations with David Foster Wallace about the purpose of writing (via sometimesagreatnotion) (via thisislobster) (via toocutebyhalf) (via symbiosis)
It gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, a...
– Plato (via suzywire)
Synecdoche, New York
Minister: Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won't know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it's what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I've felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I've been pretending I'm OK, just to get along, just for, I don't know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody. Amen.
What would I want sky →
Welcome to Christmas eve at my parents’!
The tree was beautiful.
And here’s the table. We were only six, if you were wondering. That’s not a lot for our family, and it…
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lacouleurjaune:
New school semester: At the first week:
At the second week: Before the mid-term test: During the mid-term test: After the mid-term test: Before the final exam: Once know the final exam schedule:
7 days before final exam: 6 days before final exam: 5 days before final exam: 4 days before final exam: 3 days before final exam: 2 days before final exam: 1 day before...
The post that tells you: Happy holidays →
Dear everyone,
My dog and I would like to wish you happy holidays, wherever you are and whatever you are celebrating (if you are even celebrating at all). We are taking some time off after…
How a web design goes straight to hell →
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The hardest I have laughed in a long, long time
Christmas-busyness-guestposting pt. iii! →
Ah, yes. Three guest posts in three days! Am I spoiling you rotten or what?
Today’s post is by the wonderful Allison! She posts lovely photos on her blog 24:00. I stumbled across her blog earlier…
Christmas-busyness-guestposting pt. ii! →
It’s time for another guest post (yes, already)! This time by the awesome Allan! You might know him as Uncle Allan, the amazing tattoo artist (responsible for my cassette tape and rocking…
Christmas-busyness-guestposting pt. i! →
This is the first ever guest post on my blog, and I’m really excited to reveal that it is by the lovely Melly of greenlaundry! I’ve been reading Melly’s blog for quite a while and adore her…
Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts.
– Albert Einstein (via rememo) (via libraryland)
We can evade reality, but we cannot evade the consequences of evading reality.
– Ayn Rand (via brokenmachine)
Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true...
– Bertrand Russell (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)