Things I miss, part three (emphasis edition).

Weekends in the city.


My favorite store.




Last minute decisions to get out of town.




The Berkeley bart station.





Sticks and stones are hard on bones,
Aimed with angry art.
Words can sting like anything,
But silence breaks the heart.

The Abortion.

I started bartending about two months ago. I am really enjoying it and surprisingly I drink a lot less now. Which is definitely a plus for dance, school, and my physical and mental health. A couple weeks ago I was taught how to make the "abortion" shot, also known as the "brain hemorrhage." It is peach schnapps, baileys, and a splash of grenadine. I didn't personally drink the one I made, but I was told it tastes just as bad as it looks.

Don't forget to eat your fruits and vegetables.

This was the very first thing I did in Photoshop. Well, besides all the yearbook nonsense I did in high school. I don't really feel like that counts though, it was just busy work and I never got to explore.

Act One.

Of course the year when I am finally not Mrs. Stahlbaum, we get all new dresses for the party scene of Nutcracker.



They will all be hand made by Christopher, the director's assistant and fellow dancer.



Old family costumes.