It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit their and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite." -Stephen Chbosky

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I have lost my ability to sleep in past 5 am. Stupid internal clock. It's amazing how much time I can waste in the time between 5 and when I have to leave. I don't get how people have these inspirational things come to them in the morning before anyone is awake, or they tend to get so much done that they normally can't. My routine is to wake up, try to avoid looking at the clock so I don't have to confirm what time it is, grab my phone and give in, get caught up on instagram and even read every tweet I missed on twitter, then get on my computer and usually spend my time on pinterest (as yes, my name is Alexis, and I am addicted to pinterest). But as of late, I've been spending my mornings looking for an apartment up in Salt Lake. Speaking of, do you know how difficult it is to find an affordable place up there? I've been searching for the past couple of weeks, and am still coming up empty handed, I was planning on moving this weekend, but that's not going to happen, unless some miracle occurs (unlikely). So if you happen to know of places, hook a friend up :)


Okay I needed to share this as well.
Here are some of those pictures from Virginia that I know you have all been just dying to see.


Two posts in two days? What? Wow, 2012 really is getting to me. Haha  But the reason I am here is because I came across this lovely article via this lovely blog. People keep asking me why I would cut my hair short again even after spending the past two or so years growing it, and this article kind of helped me put what I felt into words. I was tired of hiding behind my hair. Here's a little excerpt that I loved.

"with short hair you begin to crave pearl necklaces, long earrings, and a variety of sunglasses. and you brush your teeth more often. short hair removes obvious femininity and replaces it with style. when it starts growing out a little and losing its style, you have to wear sunglasses until you can get it to the hairdresser. that's why you need a variety. short hair makes you aware of subtraction as style. you can no longer wear puffed sleeves or ruffles; the neat is suddenly preferable to the fussy. you eye the tweezers instead of the blusher. what else can you take away? you can't hide behind short hair... you may look a little androgynous, a little unfinished, a little bare... but your face is no longer a flat screen surrounded by a curtain: the world sees you in three dimensions."
joan juliet buck for american vogue, c.1988 (via the political quotidian)

(And sorry there is not picture of me and my lovely new short hair, realized I don't really have any yet. I think I need to work on that.)


I just got back from a lovely weekend visiting my friend in Virginia. Pictures of that will soon grace this page.

I've been thinking a lot about resolutions and I have realized that I have never been much of a resolution person. Yeah, every year I go along with everyone else and say I'll eat healthier and work out more and try to work on myself, but here I am still the same weight as I was last year. I am a different person than last year, but I think that change happened naturally, not just because I set a goal to do it. I have finally decided upon a goal that I think I can handle. I'll let you know how it goes, but for now, it's a personal goal for myself and I don't quite feel the need to share it.

I did come upon this and have decided I don't want to die with these regrets. So I guess that's another goal of mine, not just for the year though, but for the rest of my life. Care to join me on that one?