It's just me. Rambling
Let's see. . I am young, much younger than you. I promise. I am from New York City but decided to leave the glorious city of Manhattan and go to school in Indiana. I'd love to hear what you have to say. . Email me. Caitlinkeating89@gmail.com
I have always loved this photo my dad took of me while I slept peacefully. I wonder what I was dreaming about?
Watch out!
I am not a romantic, but my god, forget about proposing to your girlfriend at the top of the Eiffel Tower. THIS is the way to do it.
Lindsay and I this summer at some charity benefit most likely in the Hamptons. It’s crazy to think of how this summer I considered going out every night to parties actual work. It was extremely exhausting, but I LOVED it. I now study for classes that want me to memorize information that I will NEVER use, but at the end of the day I am so thankful that I can actually be a student in a town I would normally never live in.
The parties can wait, but I have to admit, I’ve already RSVP’ed to quite a few for this upcoming weekend :) I will be taking my suede black knee high boots and 5 inch patent leather heels out of my closet ( or more like my sisters..) and taking in as much as New York that I can get! Bloomington, I love you, but I can’t wait to go back to NYC!! xx
How many BBM friends do you have? I feel so uncool. Hey, at least I'm in the double digits.
Ground Zero, still with ZERO plans, expect for a sandwich shop?
I am rarely at Ground Zero ( probably because I currently live a thousand miles away at school,) but even when I am home, I hardly ever go down to ground zero. When I do, it is not so much the site of Ground Zero that depresses me, but how there is still NOTHING there! Maybe it’s shocking for the mere reason that you never see that much empty space in Manhattan, but now the only plan is to build a sandwich shop? And ontop of that, a SUBWAY sandwich shop. Depressing. Along with the massive Century One that looks out on what could now be a vacant parking lot.
Julia with BROWN hair. You can hardly tell since I took this pic with my new blackberry. I got rid of my 4th I phone and I feel so weird without it.
I always take the quiet streets on my way back, or to class. I guess after only experiencing quiet streets back home at 3 in the morning along Riverside Drive or Park Avenue, I like to take advantage of narrow sidewalks with no cars and hidden beautiful homes in the midst of a college town. I always walk by this gorgeous stain glass and I just had to take a photo of it. I want something like this in my own yard one day.
- McKenzie: [drunk] So do you have a boyfriend?
- Summer: No.
- McKenzie: Why not?
- Summer: Because I don’t want one.
- McKenzie: Come on; I don’t believe that.
- Summer: You don’t believe that a woman could enjoy being free and independent?
- McKenzie: Are you a lesbian?
- Summer: [laughing] No I’m not a lesbian. I just, don’t feel comfortable being anyone’s girlfriend. I don’t actually feel comfortable being anyone’s anything.
- McKenzie: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
- Summer: Really?
- McKenzie: Nope.
- Summer: Ok, let me break it down for you–
- McKenzie: Break it down!
- Summer: Ok. I, like being on my own. I think relationships are messy and people’s feelings get hurt. Who needs it? We’re young, we live in one of the most beautiful cities in the world; might as well have fun while we can and, save the serious stuff for later.
- McKenzie: You’re a dude. [to Tom] She’s a dude!
- Tom: Ok but wait–wait. What happens, if you fall in love?
- [she scoffs]
- Tom: What?
- Summer: You don’t believe that, do you?
- Tom: It’s love, it’s not Santa Claus.
The winter days that remind you of summer. When the sand is as cold as your numb fingers and the ocean gives you the chills just by looking at it. When you realize your bathing suits are now in the back of your closet and your cashmere sweaters and leather boots are now your daily attire. The days where the cold air keeps you awake. The innocent snow that will soon melt along with the painfully cold wind. You search along the shore for unique rocks and secretly wish you will find a message in a bottle from another lonely body across the way. Their thoughts got tangled up in the seaweed and have yet to make it to shore. The hot sun on your pale face. The fast paced footsteps back inside, into your beach front home.
Edie Sedgwick. Gorgeous.
What can I say. . I have a lot of INDIANA pride.
Tailgating. 75 degrees in November. One of the best things about college.