Van Gogh attends the rave:

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I just watched the latest episode of The Girls Next Door and they went to the Sandals resort. Weird my parents go there all the time. Or Beaches - the non-couples version. I’ve even been there. And they went to Ricks Cafe - I’ve jumped the cliff there before. Weird. I kind of want to cliff jumping again.

Having my septum pierced is giving new meaning to the phrase “you keeping your nose clean?” - now it could mean “you still clean of drugz” or “dude you keeping them crusties off your ring?”

Anyways I want a new piercing already - either my vagina or nipples. I got the itch lets scratch it.

Um Valentines Day is so lame. I used to work at Hallmark…it’s truely a day made for companys to profit off relationship insecurities. After all does you boyfriend really love you if he doesn’t buy you a heart shaped box of chocolates?

It’s kind of cool in that way that lots of heart shaped shit is on clearance afterwards…in that way I like how a bunch of cool shit is on clearance after Halloween.

I got over $300 of stuff from Lomography the other day. I got a bunch of shit to pimp out my holgas[I got a new one and I have an old one I’m converting to 35mm]. This is my new camera:

Love it. Anyways I’ve been on the lomo bug since I was 14…long before it got raped by Urban Outfitters. It’s more than a photography store/company, it’s a society about rethinking the way we photograph.

Speaking of raping Urban Outfitters…I really really really want this bathing suit:

I can already see myself sunbathing and writing on my parents upper porch. Ahhhh bring me Spring.

xoxo

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