Hold up - Hold up

Stories to come. ♥
xoxo & cheers, D

Today was a TFL - FAIL.

TFL FAIL. That is all.

Got a picture of her mama in her heels & pearls.

I'm really alive and doing things. Tomorrow night I'm seeing A Midsummer's Night Dream with JUDY DENCH as Titania. Party on. I'll write something worthwhile on Wednesday, I promise.

xoxo & cheers,
D

Don't you just hate it when a girl gets a boyfriend and goes AWOL.

I haven't gotten a boyfriend, but I have two friends from the states eating my life and bank account with very amazing activities. (I love it, I love it, I love it, though I do feel as though I'm cheating on my main man Ghandi.)


xoxo & cheers,
D

Incoming.

Two friends from the states (and my LITTLE! from NYU in Florence) are here this weekend. Hence, I am occupied. Stories to come . . :))

xoxo & cheers,
D

Ask me whether or not I liked it tomorrow.

Sorry for tardiness, a Skype date over extended itself. The paper was turned in this morning, though, success.

Sleep is now required.

xoxo & cheers,
D

Just like dust, I rise.

Today I politely told the Arthur L. Carter Institute of Journalism that I would like to have my soul back. They said no problem; I just have to sign a form when I get back to NYU in the fall. It was a nice feeling. (Bigger fish.)

Not to be brief, but I have 2000 words pertaining to the representation of India through the narrative form of Wilkie Collins' novel The Moonstone due at 9:45 tomorrow. Adieu.

xoxo & cheers,
D