Hi, my name's Marlee; you can call me Marlee.
Basically, my blog consists of Gaga, Harry Potter, fashion, art stuff, stupid stuff, and personal stuff. I'm a pretty quiet person, a little awkward, a little shy, a little everything, for the most part. Not a fan of pants or cold weather. I'm a senior in high school, planning to major in photography and/or psychology at ASU. Follow me to find out more, I s'pose.
These are my thoughts.
I want to be a professional photographer- these are some pictures i take. Pictures that aren't in here aren't mine.
I’m fighting to keep my eyes open and I’ve burned through all 3 Musketeers in my stash
I suppose this would be a sign for me to actually SLEEP. That sounds like a great idea, though lately I haven’t even visited my room until 3 AM. However, since I have to journal all of 1984 and I only did 50 pages, I need to actually be productive the next two days. I guess it’s time for the pre-bed cigarette and the end of the A&E Criminal Minds marathon. Maybe I’ll actually wake up before 1 p.m. tomorrow.
Oh and also, I went to the Arizona Science Center’s “Real Pirates” Exhibit today. It was great! No photography allowed… = no pictures to show off here.
That is all.
I feel really bad when people die
Mostly because there’s nothing I can do about, except say I’m sorry or something like that and give people hugs. Especially when it’s someone I don’t know too well, and especially when it’s a child. Sometimes I wish I were a superhero.
I’ve realized that no one close to me has ever died. I’m glad about that, but I’ve also realized that death is just something that we all have to go through, so I’m not too worried. I wonder if I would cry. I hope that doesn’t make me insensitive.
I’ve pretty much abandoned my tumblr.
Losing any inspiration I may have previously had. Focusing all my attention on boys and 1984. Trying to figure out the massive headache that is Ingsoc (and Sam).
Photo shoot on Tuesday. Gonna go curl my hair now. I’m so boring!
Got my appointment for my tattoo!
Tomorrow at 3, getting the phoenix on my back. I know I haven’t been on lately, mostly because of the utter frustration my slow computer causes me. It’s also partly due to the fact that I really haven’t had anything to say. But I think I’m getting back on track. Might post some of my poems or pictures this week. Time for piano class now….. Ugh minor scales!
I don’t know if I can make it another hour…
AH. MUST STAY AWAKE.
I also love how I’m spending my last hour of 2011 on tumblr. Example of, um, my entire life.
