Sum more Summer.

So now that I have this blog relationship, I want to spend time with it. So what should I talk about? Why, none other than my summer plans (which goes as such):

1.Detox. I'm talking socially, mentally, and physically. This is why I have become almost socially awkward, done a lot of art, and attempted yoga.

2. Make sum money (boy, are puns great or what?), This honestly will be a painful process, what with my 2 nights a week at my work. Maybe I'll babysit. AND do chores. If you can't tell I'm desperate, I'm desperate.

3. Be healthy. Oh bother, is this always difficult for everyone? Or just me? So what, my weakness is cookies, and peanut butter and honey sandwiches. I haven't ever talked to anyone who is obsessed with cauliflower and...wheat rice. It's natural.

4. Keep my room clean. This sounds easy, but not when you're a hoarder; buried alive. I finally cleaned my room, and I always wake up thinking, what a beautiful, lovely carpet I have. huh. I never would have guessed.

5. Limit my T.V to So You Think You Can Dance. They were right, television is so addicting. It all starts with one episode of Strange Addictions, and by the 3rd episode you've realized they are playing reruns all day! What a joyous day! And I never would ever want to admit this, but Oprah's new network OWN is quite enthralling. Whatever, I said it.

6. Get tan. For those of you's who don't know, I'm a redhead. So I go through the " burn-peel-hopefully-have-a-little-bit-of-a-darker-shade" process. And it's a day by day attempt. So I'm about one shade darker, but this really is an art. Because I.....peeled. So I'm on stage 2 again, when I used to be on stage 5.

7. Do more art. It comes easily, I'll just sketch something but it'll always be on church programs, or school papers, or in this summer's case: people. Tattooing would be cool, but wrong. Its like "hi I'm Nicky, A Mormon Tattoo artist, let me tattoo Choose The Right on your back, there. No, I don't have any tattoos myself, but trust me, I'm a tattoo artist."

8. Feed the hungry. All of em. In one summer. Nah, but I would like to feed the hungry. As in myself, and my friends. Learn to cook some new food, feed the neighbors. And go to Soup Kitchens. Maybe I'll start a school club next year, trick them into thinking we're "feeding the hungry" and we'll order food for ourselves. Us teens, we starve.

9. Start shaving my arms. Apparently this is what all of the cool girls do. This is about to sound really feminist, but at least we shave, men, they don't have to. They can grow beards and be fine. But we have to shave ours. We even shave our armpits, but no, let's add our arms. I understand if you have dark brown arm hair, not trying to be insensitive, but I don't see the point.And that's why I'm doin it anyway.

10. Forget the days. Odd goal, but I love it when you don't know what day it is, you wake up, eat breakfast at 1:30, and watch TLC. But wait, no more TLC. My goals are contradicting. Ah, well. If Hitler met all of his goals we would be in big trouble by now.

Olive Juice (mouth it, it looks like I love You),
Nicky

Ni Meng Hao

First of all, note this beautiful print by Shirae called My Place.

My first post shall be an introductory one: My name is Nicole, I'm seventeen, like the magazine. I actually enjoy reading that stereotypical junk sometimes, so what? They introduced me to some great ways to tone my butt. I love Olives. The name as well as the taste. I love travel. In fact, if I could I would only be travelling for the rest of my days. Flighting to exotic lands should really be a requirement for everyone. I love good Chinese food, I lived there for 4 years one time. No, not the country "Chinese Food," the other one, China. It was a beautiful experience, pretty life changing. My favorite movie is Brothers Bloom. I won't deny I have the hots for Adrien Brody, as well as all the jcrew models ever to exist. If you can't tell, I have exquisite man taste. I am a Mormon, no I don't have more than one mom, yes I love it. I believe in always trying to be better, but who doesn't? Silly statement. Lastly, but bestly, I love art. I breathe it. I love looking at it, but mostly making it. I feel most able to communicate with a pen in my hand. So as I continue to post "important, life-changing, money-making, heart-throbbing" posts, just remember, this is me you're listening to. I says what I says, and eat what I eat, so here goes nothing.


Love,
Nicky