The September flurry of contentment.

If only there was enough time in one day to live for the days like this one.

I don't see a thing.

Actually, that was just a figure of speech used only to label this post. I am here to discuss my admiration of autumn. See, here is the thing; I enjoy the cooler atmosphere rather than the hot and humid of summer. Don't take that the wrong way and think that I have a distaste for summer because I don't. I appreciate the being out of school for a few months part, the free for all days and nights that are spent with the ones who mean most to you, all of the ice cream, parties, shows, etc.

I just simply feel that my energy runs into me during the fall, something of which I need desperately in any other season. And by which I am almost certain that you can tell that I am from New England, Connecticut to be more specific. And up here we deal with temperatures as low as below fifteen degrees and temperatures as high as one hundred and four degrees. Quite the dramatic change, eh? I really love that about being born and raised up here, you settle for the temperatures that roll along drastically different almost everyday.

And not to forget to mention all of fall's welcomed trends. I adore the leggings, furry boots, neutral colors, empire waisted blouses, ankle boots, peacoats, quarter-length, three quarter-length, long sleeves, etc. Also, Halloween and my birthday run in this season making everything all the more spirited and positive. So here I am looking to have a great fall!

The here and will.

Straight out, something has collided with the major positives of my day. Something that has seemingly been less infectious yet has come for it's torture. The jokes on me if anyone is willing to confess for pranking me? Ugh, I suppose that just is not the reality of things.

I am pretty certain that I will be okay though, this was just a few sentences worth of a rant, good night.

Thoughts repeat themselves.

Yeah, that is all I seem to know.

I'm melting through the churning clock.

I haven't had much time to sit down on my bed and think to myself at all like I use to. Junior year is a little more than a month in and I already have a chocked full schedule running my days for me. Whether it be to see my significant other, close friends, acquaintances, work out, prepare for my next test, assessment, keeping my grades up, whatever it is.

I use to be kept up in this small, forsaken bedroom everyday after school and on the weekends, but what with everything else that has come into play I haven't spent more than a day a week in here. This weekend was different though because I got to spend it with my boyfriend and closest friend. Friday morning I went to school, then we took Stephen's long ass bus ride to his house, movies at six thirty to see Where the Wild Things Are, sleep over at my house, played with my nephew Shane, left for Desiree's house, went on a cleaning spree with Stephen in her bathroom for about three hours, and finally I am back to set myself on another school schedule.

I am in this age where everything is so close, yet so far. I am fifteen (almost sixteen) years in age, no job, no permit, no car, none of that. So all for now that I look forward to is seeing my friends while I still can before Driver's Ed and work takes over. I am both excited & nervous for what my life has in stock for me. My life, I'm assuming, has only yet to get busier. Welcome to the real world!

My entitlement.

My fascination with redheads will never die. I am just like my mother in some ways, and this is definitely one of them. Of course, I am bigger on it than she'll ever know, more than you'll ever know. Although, I have not done much trying when it comes to making myself appear to be a full-blown ginger, that just wasn't meant to be for me.

I can just tell that with my dramatic facial structure that color just would not ever work for me. Never was there a color that I wanted more. I bet you couldn't have guessed if you actually got to know me in person that this is my favorite hair color. Curly redheads might just be my ultimate favorite though.

I am however thinking of getting darker shades of red mixed in with my natural chestnut brown hair. That is the idea that I am and will be going for in the near future.

How to find natural pearl necklaces:

Actually, that was what I was about to ask you. I plan to go out tonight with my mommy to find a matching pair of both a natural classic pearl necklace and bracelet. I am not sure where they are sold, nor do I know what the price of them will cost, but I am on a full on mission to get them both before my junior prom which will be taking place on my sixteenth birthday; November 13th.

I am guessing that the lowest cost of any actual pearl necklaces are around $200, if that. I will go with the lowest if I must, but I would just like to walk into my prom with those babies in all of their glory and radiance.

I am really excited, so I hope my mom brings enough money, or at least a fucking check. I am looking for something along the lines of this and it runs at a price of $405:

Can I make it there for me?

Laying down in tight jeans isn't the most pleasurable, so I am going to change, then continue with typing out what has been scattered everywhere in my mind lately.

1.) I feel like I keep pausing on what I know and what I need to figure out.

2.) I feel like I keep running in circles. And I cannot stress that saying enough, it is true for me in almost every aspect.

3.) I feel like I am hitting everything on the head.

4.) Sometimes I feel like a few of my friends really aren't the ones I was looking to surround myself with.

5.) From what I have come from to where I have been I feel like I have done the highest possible movement.

6.) Everything has finally stopped spinning.

(Extended) Dangerous Ballerina.

Read the below information in my older blog about the Dangerous Ballerina line by Nicole Alyse.