I really want to soak in a hot, long bath right now, but I have to jet off to uni soon.
Sigh.
It’s already Christmas tomorrow.
I feel so good about actually sending out Christmas cards this year.
Unfortunately, I did not send handmade cards as I promised, because there was a change in schedule, I found I couldn’t finish paintings in time to send them, so I had to abort that part of the plan… But maybe… I will try again next year :-D
Dear Liz. My friends call me Maddie, and you already know my full name :)
My birthday is on July 1st.
I own a red moleskine, of which most of the blank pages now are scrawled with the things I love. And some special parts even by people I love.
I think you and I share a lot in common. Especially this part;
I am extremely nice, but I will come off as an ass if you hurt me.
Uhm, and also lot of the rest of the stuff you mentioned too!
I really wish you’d come here sometime, I keep trying to get you to because we don’t get visitors much! Besides you said it. We’d probably totally hit it off IRL.
And Liz? You know I love you <3
Your reply is the best thing I’ve read today (in which I shall agree with you, we do share a lot in common). I think that we will meet some day. I love you too! Thank you for everything, you’re a beautiful person. :-)
My name is Elizaveta. Yeh-lee-zah-vyeh-tah. People call me Liz. I do not really go by Elizabeth.
I reside in Vladivostok, Russia. It’s quite an unimpressive city at any time.
My birthday is on March 6th.
I have hazel eyes and dark brown hair.
I’ve never dyed my hair.
I am majoring in English at some university.
I have always wished that someone asked me if I would like to hang out with them on Friday night, but they never did. It ruined my teenage life. Also, I’ve never been on a date.
I once fell in love with someone over the Internet.
I want to purchase a moleskin journal with cream coloured blank pages for sketching. I draw and paint a lot. I graduated from Art School in 2004, majoring in painting. I also used to play the piano very well.
I have arachnophobia.
I hate planners.
I really think I need to keep a journal.
I am extremely nice, but I will come off as an ass if you hurt me.
Let it be known that I do not sugar coat anything, and I give honest answers. You’ll learn to adjust.
I often let nobodies make me feel like no one. It sucks, but I’m working on it.
I aim high in my goals, but I don’t live my life to the fullest. I’m afraid of aging more so now than I ever have been before, because not having enough time for the things that I want to achieve frightens me. Unfortunately, there are only 24 hours in my day.
I like champagne.
I’m a fetishist for men’s watches, trench coats and scarves. And Tom Ford. He is a genius.
I live by the ideals of truth and love.
I dream in literature.
I deeply admire the work of illustrators and still life photography.
I have amazing friends from all around the world. Some of them inspired me more than others.
I laugh and smile a lot.
I want to learn how to cook well.
You’ll learn to love me.
It’s that time of the year when my body and mind feel lethargic. It makes me vulnerable. I mean. I had plenty of time for revising, but I just don’t want to concentrate on phonetics and math. I need to do a complete analysis of the book, I need to write some essays, and I have a Culturology exam on Thursday.
I spent my entire night trying to figure out what the heck is wrong with me.
I used to spend my evenings studying. And now… meh. I’m not even sure what exactly got me so discouraged.
I want to feel energetic. It’s not that easy.