will do anything for a picture

and then i realized that this was how dirty my feet were. 

but it was probably one of the coolest places i've taken pictures at.

man i love this small college town and its many wonderful finds.

pictures to come soon. 

.

sometimes i wish there was an older version of myself 

to tell me 'hey its important to remember that homework is good for you'

and 'els, you really need to calm down', 

ya know, things like that. 

because if i can take advice from myself, 

my own worse critic, 

then maybe i'd learn to trust myself more.

it was just bizarre

if there's one thing i've learned from living in the south, 

its that 'bless your heart' pardons any rude or harsh remarks

simply by tagging it on the end of the comment. 

and thats all that could be said about tonight.

or maybe it doesn't even need to be said.

all i know is, i really didn't think making rock piles was fun.

thanks for trying though.

dating. yikes. 

from the dramatic car singing

whats the difference if i say

i'll go away

when i'll come back 

on my knees someday

oh whatever my man is

i am his

forever more

oh barbra. you are fantastic. 

lately....

things i love lately.....several days late

ikea cinnamon rolls

front row head and the heart.

literally this close and literally this incredible. 

more adventures with the three

painting homework.

thats not the homework...just the mess left over

notes of what to wear

my very first teapot.

the explanation for all that absence

its suddenly happened. 

i've become a good student. 

while my first year at school wasn't too bad

and my second year was down right abominable, 

i've somehow magically changed into a good student this year. 

maybe its something in the water.

or it could be that all my classes are subjects that i'm genuinely interested in.

but whatever it is, school now takes precedent. 

and that makes me a rather boring blogger

or it leads me to just never blog at all.

i'm trying to work out a more consistent schedule for myself 

to make time for the little things that i love, like blogging

and once i do, the blogging will hopefully return more frequently.

but for now, know that i constantly think of my dwindling blog.

aye aye aye

do you know how many nights i've said i would go to bed at 11 and haven't?

do you also know how many photos i've taken in the last week?

which also means do you know how many pictures i've edited-

AND gotten made fun of by certain roommates for?

i may have also watched the whole first season of downton abbey in two days.

and started the second season on the third day. 

but most of all, if you want a good laugh, you should follow this on twitter. 

its the funniest thing we've invented for ourselves yet. 

so thats basically what i've been up to. 

oh and i saw the fictionist on front row again this past weekend.

and it was BOMB, because fictionist always delivers. 

if that wasn't the most scattered post i've ever read, then i don't know what is. 

lately.....

things i love lately.....

my new bedding

courtesy of ikea

roommates

missing two :/

this new album

peter pan collars

the kiss.

i may have just bought the poster

this picture. 

bow tie anticipating adventures

in case you were still wondering, 

i still love bow ties and bows as much as i ever did. 

and i'm still waiting for that perfect bow tie adorned man.

one day soon.

until then, i live with the anticipation for it

and the lust for the adventures of life that will thrill me 

and throw me into a whirlwind of spontaneity.

for i must not stop living to start looking. 

it is a glorious life, and i feel it must be lived. 

its happening

i can feel it in the very bones of my dainty fingertips. 

i can see it unfolding right before my eyes. 

and it is my life and it is my happiness. 

the more i learn and take these classes

the more it makes me want to yearn for more. 

the circuitous cycle that keeps adding to itself. 

i cannot describe the feeling of contentment 

mixed with anticipation and excitement

as i keep doing the things i love and learning more. 

and it makes me oh so very happy. 

ps-i am absolutely loving this picture. 

can you tell i have two photo classes this semester? ;)

something witty about new school years

i love the clacking keyboards. 

i love the hustle and bustle of finding classes on a first day. 

i love the brewing excitement of sitting by someone new

that everyone seems to emanate. 

i love the bells chiming in between classes

and the first day outfits. 

but most of all, i love being here 

and feeling like a fresh student and a seasoned pro at the same time.

its the new elsa thats come to fill the seat and take over where i had left off.

and it is a refreshing start to have. 

never have i already loved school as much as i do now

and loved it with such excitement. 

so here's to a new school year, 

with all its newly formed facets.

ps. i'm totally in love with this picture of my red hair in this bun. 

compliments of jace, of course.  

e-blast 97

spotted:

j and el rolling into small college town for another round of school. don't let this suburban fool you, these girls come with class. they may be cutting it short, but doesn't everyone know-its always fashionable to arrive late.

xoxo

gossip girl

fartsy

and thats simply how my brain works. 

crafting. painting. photo taking. 

heck, blogging!

they're all growing my soul. 

this creative brain simply doesn't understand things

like structured packing (currently undertaking and baffling my mind)

or even a constant organized room. 

and while my mother may complain about my lack of order

i simply respond with the same true (but kind of sassy) thing

'my creative brain has more important things its thinking about'.

things currently consuming my life

and this tunnel vision doesn't seem to make me notice anything else. 

packing. 

here we come small college town!!

gossip girl. 

i stated that i would finish all the seasons before j got here.

and i'm holding true. 

it conveniently speeds along said packing processes

and i've become so enthralled with the glamour and drama, 

that this isn't just a promise kept anymore. its back to obsession.

xoxo

junk food. 

said packing also has caused a small and rather non-existant food routine.

and you're not even seeing the sweet tarts, peanut m&ms, and pints of soda that have 

also covered the carpet of my bedroom floor. 

at the old ball game

its one, 

two, 

three strikes, 

you're out. 

and the sad thing is, you're probably not completely out.

because i'd probably hang out with you if you asked me to.

i'm just that way. 

so i guess we'll see if you do or if you don't. 

because there's that sassy girl side of me that wants you to just drop it, 

but theres also a wildly excited side of me that hopes you'd call again

and change my mind about that whole theme of gutless people. 

until then, we'll see. 

also, why is everything seem to be baseball themed lately?