a little bit of vanity never hurt anyone

i haven't done a what i'm wearing type of post since my days blogging with P!NK... but with that said, i just felt like a little bit of outfit documentation.

okay so mamda, my long-time bloggy crush, gave me a little blog award! i love getting these even though i'm awful at keeping up with them. but here are seven more tidbits about me :)

one. i should have learned a lesson the first time with the boy. that falling hard leads to falling apart... and yet, i can't say that i'll be able to keep my hands off him the next time he comes around.
two. today me and hannah, whom i have a lovely little radio program with, dyed our hairz and i gave us haircuts. mine is now maroon with pink and baby blonde highlights (it's subtle although it doesn't sound like it). hers is a dark, romantic shade of brown. tre lovely.
three. i'm planning on taking winter term off and spending a nice holiday at home in texas. it would be so nice to spend all that time with family and old friends, and a great break from the hustle and bustle of university
four. i have a bit of a shoe habit. or perhaps i should rephrase that to an online shopping habit. my newest score: vintage indian cheif pumps. promise to post a photo!
five. i love writing in my diary outside, in the sunlight, listening to my ipod. i'll write in it anywhere, but that's really my favorite way.
six. i'm super excited to do my second horoscope for the paper! i'm doing a winter solstice feature for our last issue before holidays.
seven. recently with my girlfriends i had one of the most wonderful evenings. curled up on the sofa, watching Saved! (with Mandy Moore) eating pint sized ice creams and swooning over Patrick Fugit. i wouldn't have had the evening any other way...

xoxo
photos of my hair & shoes to come!
and hopefully some type of photo collection of my trip to NYC this weekend.
happy thanksgiving

clarification

i suppose my last post (the private entry) was a bit vague as far as information goes...
it was super personal and special, but i am not afraid to share that with the world.
when i admit my truth, my personal story and history, i own that part of me. it is mine. it's my little piece of the big picture and i can overcome it with ease.

what happened was the attack of my naivety... i ended up lonely and broken-hearted. it was a tragedy, despite starting out so well... i feel like he had good intentions, but sometimes good people do bad things.

it wasn't meant to be. which i say to convince myself that it's for the best.
i'm still having a hard time putting it out of my mind.

i still want to believe he is a good person with a huge heart, but he did something so heartless.
thats why i've been focusing on the positive first half of the evening, and the title was made in sarcasm, irony, hopelessness.

cheering up buttercups.
xoxo

i thought i would be enough to make you change your mind

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