berries and things

I think I have this mild obsession with coffee shops - what better setting for a hint-of-romance fiction piece?

Also reigniting my previous obsession with names, finding the perfect name, googling origins and meanings.

Settled on Aiden and Ellie as my protagonists.

Break time because this memoir is stressing me out.

I think I want to develop an Australian accent.

Still counting down those days.

And fantasizing my own Lizzie McGuire-esque story.

Ha... yeah right.

But better than fantasizing about the selection we have here, I suppose.

I think I am going to fail this semester.

And I do mean fail.

Wtf Weather, only people are supposed to be bipolar.

I think I love cheesy songs.

Taylor Swift-esque songs but for boys.

"But I see you with him slow dancing, tearing me apart 'cause you don't see."

 Berries and crepes on a weekend afternoon.

Sliced up some strawberries.

Reduced some blackberries in balsamic vinegar and sugar.

Brewed a cup of thai tea with milk.

Reminds me of a coffee shop.

I think Spring Break can't come too soon.