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It's been awhile.

It was Seattle's Pride Sunday. I've never been to Pride and once again my plans to attend were foiled by an accelerator that broke. While I was driving. On the Freeway.

It was an insightful experience.

To continue, it was Kyle's graduation party. He was not so enthused. He doesn't like being the center of attention. Once I got there we sort of went to a corner. His grandmother was there though; Since I'm trying to present myself as a lovely young woman whom is best friend's with his son, I took out my nose ring, and put in a stud. I would not, however, hide any of my tattoos. All this effort was sort of...disqualified by the make-up I ended up having to wear to the party. My Pride make-up. I didn't have a chance to take it off before I showed up. I think she ended up thinking I was somewhat odd, but nice. I'll take that.

Monday, my sister and I hung out because she left of Costa Rica Tuesday. We ended up adopting a cat named Karma. She's a right dear, but very scared.

Kyle and I went for a long run around a near by track Monday night. Very enjoyable. I think I needed to have a friend tag along in order to really start this exercise thing. However, I didn't realize that my blister from the last time I ran (February) was so deep that it could easily resurface. Which it has. :/ Anyways, I've started running again. I've somewhat missed the muscle ache.

Today, is yet another Tie Dye Party; this time however, there will be more people. I'm excited to see how everything turns out. Many different artists, trying to create a unique piece of clothing is exciting!

I've tried working on FFRF essay. I've thought about it a lot, but I can't seem to get a good paper out of it. Which is a problem since the due date is tomorrow. I sort of feel like letting it slide and then hitting all of the next scholarships. I'm going to be doing scholarships for months, anyways. I might as well give myself a wee-bit of a vacation before I dive into things.

Friends are such interesting creatures.

On another note, I've been thinking about London a lot recently. I'm pretty excited about trying to get into this program. In fact, I'm pretty excited that I could really accomplish one of my dreams. I've wanted to go to London for so long, and I can't seem to put into words how much it would mean to me if I could actually go. Now that I'm going to consistently get fucked over by FAFSA for school, it's really motivated me to do so much better than I already am in order to get merit scholarships. Even if this makes me feel like the next years of my life are going to be stressful because of this fact.

I woke up at six this morning. I'm able to accomplish so much getting up this early. I think I'll continue it. I want to start working out twice a day, in the morning and at night, but this blister is pretty big, and I don't want to over work it. I'll just stick to running for an hour and a half at night.

I must away in order to continue setting up this Tie Dye Party.

Je parlè 'voyage, yeux des sirene.' Je ne l'ai vu pas de nouveau.

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Yesterday was an experience. Going out to Lunch with my sister was nice. It was nice to detox with her about everything. We ate some delicious food.

After that I hung out with my dogs for awhile, and worked on some scholarship stuff. I have the perfect plan for winning five grand for the Bridgestone Teen driver safety video. I discussed it with Brendan, and he agreed.

Me

I feel like it would be a bunch of kids going down a residential road. And then there are unicorns EVERYWHERE and someone says "HIGH SCORE HIGH SCORE" and they just start mowing down these unicorns, right? Because they're terrible people because they're drunk and driving.

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Brendan

hahahahahahahahahaha

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Me

So then the unicorns turn into zombie unicorns. And the zombie unicorns rise up against them and murder them.

And then the add ends with "Don't drink and drive."

The end.

Kyle pointed out later that it was more being on acid, then drunk. I agree. I had used "Don't drink and drive" because it would have been extra ridiculous, but I feel like the don't do acid and drive will have the same effect. If I only had enough time to actually do this. (It's due on the First of July.)

Me hanging out with my dog Tazz. He is so cute.

With my FFRF youth college essay, I'm finding it hard to start somewhere. I plan on working hard on that tonight. For some reason, I find that I want to watch Harry Potter for some inspiration. Also because my friend Carolynn texted me a sound byte of the "Hedwig's theme."

Kyle and I went to the U-district last night. We had first gone to the beach, and then I wanted to get some good mexican food because of the encounter I had with Sasha. (Of sorts.) Anyways, we went to Memo's and then he showed me the park he basically grew up in. It was so cool. The swings were absolutely amazing. I kicked myself for not bringing my tripod; we swore to come back and do night photography. Furthermore, it kind of gave me inspiration for a photoshoot. We'll see if I can make it work like I want.

Edmonds Ferry. I love doing night photography here. I've never done it in color, or with a digital camera though.

Looking back at my pictures, they're too edited (in iPhoto) and shaky. I wish I had photoshop. I don't like putting things online without my watermark, but c'est la vie.

After our Laurelhurt park-ing, Kyle and I came back home and washed out our tie dye shirts. Kyle's turned out amazing, with rich, vibrant, colors of the rainbow. Mine, because I was using old dye, turned out to be darker tones. Lots of green, blue and purple. This was a happy accident. However, after my shirts washed and dried, they faded a little. Although it was unexpected, I kind of like the faded look that it has.

In addition to washing out our tie dye shirts, Kyle and I also watched a lot of tie dying videos, and learned some amazing techniques. This summer will definitely be full of beautiful rainbows. :]

I had some horrible nightmares last night. It was reliving the night my mom attacked me and I had to kick and punch her. It was horrible. I have never been scared like that, and I woke up petrified. Kyle tells me that it's just dreams, and that it's not going to affect my conscious life, but it's one of those things that just doesn't work like that. At least for me. I was reliving a terrible moment in a variety of different ways. It fucks someone up. Sometimes I feel like because he perceives me as being so strong he says things he wouldn't necessarily say to other people. This can be a good or a bag thing. Today I think it's just a thing.

The day is slowly getting away from me. Time to work.

Je t'aime London; J'espère vous voir bientôt.

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Today I really started to have my room come together. It's somewhat refreshing to move back into my room from childhood, but have such a different perspective on it. I can look at the closet and not think of it as a place to hide. It's nice to be in my room and not think of it as a prison cell.

"Can we pretend that airplanes, in the night sky, are like shooting stars?"-Airplanes, by B.o.B. FT: Hayley Williams

Sound Track of the evening.

I started this blog so that people could trace my artistic journey to Europe (and beyond.) When I told my best friend Kyle (pictured above) he said something along the lines of me "being the type."

Kyle is pretty much the best. A lot of people would never think we could be Good Friends, let alone Best Friends, but it's easy when it's over a girl. Especially a girl like Sasha. A lot of the time I don't know where I would be if I couldn't talk to him about her. It's nice, to be able to connect over that. It's somewhat fascinating, the weird little triangle we have become.

I took some pictures of my ceiling, and how the tie dye on the ceiling, and the adjacent wall comes together. Creatively, I think that this keeps my artistic being relevant in my dreams, and as my day begins refreshes me. My artistic soul and vision are so tired, and so traumatized, and I think it helps. Picking up a camera to a degree still hurts, and I can't seem to do what I want with that. But I'm going to work through that. I think I need to focus on my writing for awhile to achieve that. I won't let my former relationship with Sasha take my ability to write, which is what I've let it done (but no more.)

Tomorrow I'm going out to Lunch with my sister at my favorite Thai restaurant, Jup Jup Jup. She's leaving for Costa Rica on Tuesday. This is the first time that she's gone out of the country, and I find it to be a big deal. I want to see what she thinks of this whole journey idea. I think that deep down inside, she's always known I would end up in London some how.

Tomorrow, I begin on my personal statement for ISA. This semester in London is going to happen, but in order for it too, I have to start working on getting the money now. Tomorrow I begin my first draft of my Freedom From Religion Foundation youth college essay. Every cent I can get counts.

Bonne nuit, mes aimes. Je t'aime. Au revoir.