a love hate relationship. besides in relation to nutella and justin bieber, those words have not held much more feeling and meaning to me than in terms of blogging. that sounds like a harsh thing (and a very hard to grammatically correctly put thing). but it only means that much to me.
outfits | music | journals (photos/english) | notes (i.e. midnight streams of consciousness)
in complete relevance to this, i am indescribably excited for this new year of college because i am now creating my own major--or 'concentration' since anything else is obviously too mainstream--so i can study all the things i have ever dreamed of and not be limited by course/major requirements, etc. such is this amazing nyc life. just goes to show, this fiesty asian girl cannot be tamed--by typical blogging format, major requirements, mainstream love/hate for bieber, etcetera.
speaking of nyc livin', some pictures from me to you. my pal chuck took these in greenwich village, so all the credit and luv to him....
i post this with reluctance but let's be real, a funny photo is a funny photo.
call me maybe and i'll get angry?
until next time <3>3>
so right now - an ode to my love hate relationship with/for/appropriate-preposition bieber