I've moved on to tumblr,

I'mma try that out for a while.

www.anniein-wonderland.tumblr.com

I am aware that I've been uploading is makeup.

But it's all I feel like writing.

Watermelon :)

Moreee Makeup.

Ocean eyes :)
I've been practicing a lot lately haha
Strangely, the third picture looks really washed out... Oh well.

So I like Makeup!

I love makeup, so I thought I'd upload some of my work haha.

No, this isn't a ditsy thing, ask Michelle Phan :)

Smokey Eyes!!
Ps. I don't have a giant blackhead, I just didn't have my nose stud in :P

More to come!

BEST. MUSICAL. EVER.

YA HURD.

I got new glasses.

I feel very studious :)

Does anyone on here ever feel a little jealous?

Better yet, does anyone even read this?

I do.
Well, not the reading part... I write it.
But I do get jealous.

It's stupid.

I gotta Flickr.

I don't really know what it is...

But have a looksee.

Flickr for Annie!

Seriously.

...

SERIOUSLY?

The gift horse has a nasty bite.

I just want to wake up next to you, and not feel guilty.

It makes me sad :(

OH, and I love my cat.

No Longer A Highschool Student.

Wow. Sounds weird.

I haven't written in a looooong time. Gotta break that habit!

So, what's happened lately...

1. Prom was awesome :) Such a great night, spending it with my besties! We danced and partied and got home after sunrise :)
2. SCHOOL IS DONE. Exams were a biiiitch but turned out better than I expected. I passed all my courses with flying colours. Except for math. I got a 66. Bitch.
3. Got my overall average to an 88%, which means I qualify for a UofT Scholarship :)
4. I GRADUATE TOMORROW. SO weird!! I feel so old now.
5. Got a Macbook Pro for my Graduation :)

I'll write after graduation, cuz I think more of this will have sunk in.

Here's some photos :)

May - Gardens;

Easy, little apple blossom

You've yet to spread your petals

Don't go stretching your arms too fast

You're bound to pull something.

Rabbit-Hearted Girl.

This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb, and who is the knife?
Midas is king, and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight


Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up) - Florence & The Machine

Favorite song right now.

Promzies!

So last night was my last spring concert of highschool... last concert of highschool in general.
It's kinda weird. It's all almost over. I mean, I'm excited and all cuz I hate highschool, but it's hard to actually grasp that I'm graduating in less than a month.
WHAT am I going to do in the real world.
But anyways! It's prom! :) Pretty dress, hair, etc :D gonna be a blast!

Lataaaa

Mindblowing.

He's the most fantastic person I've ever met. 

And the highlight of the week iiiiiss...

WATERMELON NAILS!

Oh the excitement :)

Nothing says summer like having a summer fruit at your fingertips :)

This.

Has been.

The most horrible day.

In the world.

Going to beeeed nowwww.

Frickin sick of it.

I hate it how EVERYONE seems to treat me like I'm some kind of over-spastic idiot that doesn't have a thought in her head.

You know, I have the ability to tell stories without it being irrelevant to you, and when I feel insulted by your comment, I'm not throwing a tantrum.

Sometimes I am just so sick of people, it makes me feel like punching walls.
You're not perfect, either.

This has been a good month for art.

Blegh.

Do you ever feel

?

Give Me The Simple Life.

Clementine - The Decemberists


You slept in your overalls
After the wrecking ball
Bereft you of house and of home
And left you with sweet fuck-all
So we got in your car
With our kickabout hearts
And we hollered out 'Sweet clementine'

Tell your mom to marry us
A candle to carry us
With cans on our bicycle fenders
So sweet and hilarious
And we'll find us a home
Built of packaging foam
That will be there 'til after we die

And, I'll play the clarinet
Use clamshells for castinets
We play with our bags on our shoulders
My sweet lady lioness
And I watch as you sleep
So indelibly deep
And I hum to you sweet clementine 

Almost done... I guess...

Actually, not close.
But closer!

When this is over, my life will be so much easier.

Sometimes My Smile Feels Permanent.

Perfect.

Gosh, sometimes life just feels so darn perfect it's unbelievable.
Do you ever get those moments where everything you were worried about, or didn't understand just makes sense? And everything that had you feeling skeptical reassures you completely?

Those moments are the best.

April - Random Silliness;

My calendar mad me write a non-sensical poem this month.
So this is a random poem by me and Thomas!

Birthday apples trick the woman's memory
Of butterfly evenings, warm and blue
Say then, people who ask me to believe time magic;
Proof paint feel good.

When you're finally old enough, it's not cool anymore.

Highschool is really wearing me out.

Skin Colds, ISUs and MIA Boyfriends.

Started my art ISU. Kinda super excited.

First big art piece, 25 x 40 inches... self portrait!
Yeah, the hands are ridiculous... but it shall be fixed.
I love painting and art and awesomeness, and this ISU is a dream come true, but I have the WORST skin cold ever, in my eaaaaar and chin and neck and face. It's THE WORST.

Not in the MOOOOOOOD.
Screw the world today.

...Boyfriend, come online...

Law sucks.

For some reason, my law teacher has an unquenchable thirst for my blood.
It doesn't matter if other students are skipping to call radio stations, texting, or lighting eachother on fire (literally), he'll always find something I do wrong.
"ANNIE! DON'T touch that desk! This isn't elementary school, you can't do whatever you want!"
"ANNIE! You wanted participation points? Fine, take my negative points."
"USE THAT HANDCREAM AGAIN AND I'LL TAKE IT."
"YEAH, WELL YOU WEREN'T EVEN HERE!"
"Oh, I "LOST" Your homework. HERE'S A ZERO."

Seriously. I think I should start texting and lighting people on fire, since he doesn't mind the people that do.
I'm honestly one of the quietest, most respectful students ever, and for some reason my teacher won't recognize this, even in a class full of DIPSHITS.

Word to the wise;

Never take Grade 12 Law at TDCH :(

Oh dear.

I hope I didn't have any homework.
I didn't do any...

I hate weekends.

Was I wrong when I read your signs?
I feel like I've been for a while.
A simple "hello" would be just fine,
But I guess that's not your style.

Thoughts about Thinking.

I was thinking about thinking

My head on his chest, his breath on my neck, his heart in my ear

and I was thinking, "What's he thinking?"

"Is he thinking about me thinking?"

"Is he thinking about me?"

"Is he thinking?"

And as his arms tightened around me, I smiled and thought

"What am I thinking!?"

I Hate Colds.

I'm miserable and tired and sniffly, and I have a headache from coughing.
It SUUUCKS.

But thankfully, I have an amazing boyfriend who got me water and blankies, and watched Planet Earth with me, and gave me a back rub.

What a sweetie ^_^

Esme.

I miss my cat today... she died on February 4th, and I had her for 12 years.
I love you, Esme :(

Clothes Monster Rararar

Wow...

I'm doing a mega closet cleanout, and I never realized how much clothes I have that I don't wear.
Seriously, like 10+ pairs of jeans, not touched in years...
I feel a little ridiculous, having all these, and never knowing what to wear. I guess I've just outgrown the styles, and they've become boring.
...looks like a mega clothes-donation spree!! They might as well go to someone who needs them more than me! :)

Inspired?

ter teh beautiful photos from the last post, I decided to do some rainbow self-portraiting in oil! WOOOOH

                                            

Although I didn't follow his brush techniques, or much of it at all, I WAS inspired :) SO I think that makes for a pretty sweet painting!

I've fallen madly in love.

...with Vincent Van Gogh.

We talked about him in art, and I was browsing through some portraits, and I'm unfalteringly in love with him. It doesn't matter if he was crazy, his uses of colour and texture are so brilliant and beautiful.

God, such a fan girl.

I saw Iron Man this morning.

He was just chilling at the bus stop.

...Actually, it was a kid in a red/gold coat, with a blue ski tag in the middle of his chest...

...but he looked like Iron Man.

Fixing.

You know, as depressing as the last two posts are, there's no point sitting around depressed about life.
I'll fix this, everything, and find my way back.

March: Pick a Word, Any Word;

Whisper me words in the midnight black

Wrap your hands 'round the small of my back

I can't remember when I rode off this track

I miss sleep, secrets,

& I want my world back.

Fool Me Twice, Shame On Me.

Have you ever felt like you totally, horribly misunderstood something?

And you built the person you are today upon that understanding?

Did things, felt things, thought things, said things, because you took something the wrong way?

And you had your whole future imagined, planned out, and were excited for it?

And have you ever realized your mistake, and felt like you lost someone - yourself - because of it?

I have.

U of T, here I come!

I TOTALLY FORGOT.

How have I done that twice...?

ANYWAYS.

I've been accepted to University of Toronto, Mississauga Campus, for Art&Art History, joint with Sheridan college.

ME, out of only 76 places!!

I'm so happy I might forget about that last blog!

...okay no, but still. HAPPY! :)

The Kitchen Isn't For Girls Anymore.

Apparently it doesn't matter what women have been fighting for. Cuz a bunch of bone-headed, sex-deprived, insult-to-the-male-gender toddlers think they can sit on the bus and read a book called the "Manly Manual", about choosing the perfect woman, how to control her diet, and how to make her clean the kitchen, and that no one will give a shit.

News flash: I do.

I'm sick of all this highschool sexism. Next time a boy tells me to make him a sandwich, I'm prepared to give him one... made of my STEEL FIST.

K... well I'll flip him off.

I am SO sick of immature highschool assholes. Grow up.

To the boys on the bus: I find it VERY obvious why you're all single. Shut up, and make me a sandwich :)