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 My name is Yitong Wang, my gender would be female. I turned 18 last December, had the most fabulous I-can-now-buy-cigarettes birthday and am currently figuring out life and all that complications at Franklin & Marshall College in Pennsylvania, United States. I'm into fun things, as well as dangers and risks. I enjoy reading and watch a lot of movies, I like slow, boring films and can always manage to not only finish them but also fall for them and watch them over and over again until eventually I could speak along with most of the lines. I plan to become an Art History major, probably a Government minor but I don't know yet. Due to not having good Chinese food around, I most recently trained myself into an outstanding chef, soup is my chef's special, I can say I'm most proud of my IQ and my cooking skills, and am most ashamed of my various disabilities concerning love and affection. I do photography and video art, I think if I one day get all the luck in the world I might as well grant my wish of working as a fashion photographer. Fashion is important to me, so are electronic music and raves. My family is my number one, and then goes my friends and the birds and the bees and the blue early mornings. I am on the road and am passionate about the road itself and the unpredictable directions and ends. Last and least, I heart video games |
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Spring has finally arrived in Lancaster, when we eat lunch outside on the green in the warm sunshine, all these pink flower petals swirl in the air and fall into our food plates. Pasta with flower petals on the side sounds pretty sweet, haha! There are these beautiful, beautiful flowers of all kinds. I remember a couple of weeks ago when it was still so cold, so very much unreasonably cold, we would walk out from a party into the freezing wind with our heavy coats, complaining all the way down to another party about how it was already April and the weather was still cold as hell. And then one day suddenly everything turned okay. I stepped out of my hall one morning and there it was, the humidity of a warm, finally warm spring day. It has been fine until now, and the girls, I bet they are spending more time than ever on the beauty preparation before they go out in the morning. They all carry a very joyful look, and they are all joyful to look at. It’s spring time. Everything should blossom into its most beautiful form. I’m lazy, though. I’ve been having sleeping problems, crazy, almost too fantastical dreams and have been anxious. But that’s just that.
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