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It’s been awhile….

I’d like to start off by admitting something: I am a traitor. It’s been 18 months since I have posted on this blog. Why, you ask? I already told you. I’m a traitor. A Tumblr traitor.

So I started getting frustrated with WordPress because I couldn’t reblog the fun stuff that I found on Tumblr websites. So I switched. I know. Bad. But I needed a place to post all of my random awesome internet finds. Like this:

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And this:

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i know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that I’m one of those people who only blogs to write indie quotes on skylines or to talk about how all men suck. Well, no, that’s not true. I just like things that make me laugh, and posting on WordPress constantly is difficult. So now I have a photo/bullshit blog: labellealexandra.tumblr.com.

So, why am I posting on WordPress now? Glad you asked!

There have been a few updates since I last posted:

  • I am now 22, which in Greek Life makes me OLD. Like get-that-girl-a-walker old.
  • I run Sorority Recruitment. I hope you’re laughing about that seeing as I posted about The Strokes and wearing Toms.
  • My sister got married one year ago in October.
  • I am trying to figure out if I want a gap year next year or if I should go to Grad school.
  • I switched my major from Graphic Design to English. Art is now my minor.
  • My emphasis is Creative Writing. 

There it is. I am a senior now majoring in English with an emphasis in Creative Writing. That means that I write A LOT. That also means that I am taking English classes, one of which requires me to “make a WordPress account.”  I thought about deleting all of the stuff from my sophomore and junior year in order to start fresh, but I reconsidered. Why delete something that I might want to look at one day? So here I am, resurrecting the blog that I swore I would keep up with. Get excited, people. Maybe take two will be better than take one.

So there have been some changes in 18 months, but there are also many things that have stayed the same:

  • I still have a severe caffeine addiction.
  • I still LOVE music. Mumford and Sons are the best thing ever.
  • Fall is still my favorite season.
  • Cardigans are still essential.
  • Tea is always supposed to be sweet.
  • I still love Toms.
  • My cat is still adorable even though she now lives with my sister. More on that later.
  • Friends change as you get older. I am learning who my actual friends are.
  • Life is weird and random crap should always be documented.
  • “We are intrepid; we carry on.” is still an amazing quote.

I’m Alexandra, and this is still me.

Annnddddd you’re welcome.

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Hallelujah.

Part of being a Creative Writing Major is you see poetry everywhere. When asked this morning what my favorite poem was, I made my 28 year old professor laugh by responding, “Hallelujah.” Originally written by Leonard Cohen, made famous by John Cale, revamped by Jeff Buckley, and made into poetry by Rufus Wainwright, this ballad of love abused and lost signifies, for me, the ultimate form of poetry. The following is my favorite version of the song, performed by Jeff Buckley in 1994.

Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord

That David played and it pleased the Lord,

but you don’t really care for music, do you?

It goes like this: the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift

The baffled King composes Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

Your faith was strong but you needed proof

You saw her bathing on the roof

Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you

She tied you to a kitchen chair

She broke your throne

She cut your hair

And from your lips, she drew the Hallelujah.

Baby, I have been here before

I’ve seen this room, I’ve walked this floor

I used to live alone before I knew you.

I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch,

and love is not a victory march,

it’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

There was a time when you’d let me know,

What’s really going on below,

But now you never show it to me, do you?

Well, remember when I moved in you,

The holy dove was moving, too,

And every breath we drew was Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

Maybe there’s a God above,

But all I’ve ever learned from love

Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.

It’s not a cry you can hear at night,

It’s not somebody who’s seen the light,

It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

Now tell me that’s not poetry.

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Let’s fall into it.

I LOVE fall. Boots. Sweaters. Jeans. Scarves. Pumpkins. Flavored HOT lattes. It’s a magical time of year. Let’s hope Atlanta can get it together in the next couple of weeks.

Me in Connecticut (which by the way is annoying to spell) October 2008.

Ever read Le Petit Prince? This tree reminds me of a baobab. (stolen from Tumblr)

Boots, jeans, puffy vest, comfy hat. Yeah, I’m jealous. (Also stolen from Tumblr.)

A shot from the Dahlonega Gold Rush Festival.

Atlanta’s Skyline in the fall.

There’s something about fall. It brings clean, fresh air and delicious treats as well as festivals and costume parties. I mean, what’s not to love?


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Swirling.

In my family, “swirling” refers to the movement of furniture in a room, or sometimes a house, that results in the complete zen-like feeling of having a “new” space.

My dad and I “swirled” my room in Marietta today. It looks really pretty, maybe even better than it was before. My room is very fresh feeling – light green walls, wood furniture, painted pieces, lots of color – and it’s always fun to add more to it. We’ve been perfecting my bedroom since I was about to start high school – it’s hard to believe that I’m in the middle of college now. I remember sitting in my bedroom and wishing that I could go on and start college; that I could begin to figure out what I want to do. Now, since moving home for the summer, I find myself wishing that I could stay in my early twenties forever and live the way I used to when I was in high school – having fun with friends, writing a lot, listening to music. It’s funny how coming home makes you think about the things you had left behind.

The new room almost makes me not want to move back downtown. Almost.

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Picture Time.

These are a few shots I took last month.

Sheets.

Marley.

Gabby.

Essie Polish.

Tin Can Lights.

Antique Jewelry.

Jewelry Stand.

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C’est Moi.

Things I Love:

–   My family.

–   My friends.

–   A good book.

–   A cool glass of Iced Tea.

–   Iced Lattes.

–   Long car rides.

–   My favorite TV shows shown in a marathon.

–   Willy’s burritos.

Being a twentysomething in a big city is pretty amazing; there’s always something changing in your life, whether it’s the buildings around you, your relationships, your career path. Life is moving so fast that you have to take a second and keep your eyes in one place to keep from getting dizzy. That’s what this blog is for me. It’s a place for my thoughts, my interests, photography I like, and photos I take to come together in one defined place.

I’m Alexandra, and this is me.

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