irina

Sometimes I feel as though my presence within certain social circles is similar to that of a banana in most fruit smoothies. I dare you to figure out what I mean.

In other news, I hate this weather with a passion. Snow in New York City is pretty for the first few hours, and then it just becomes filthy and inconvenient. (I guess snowflakes and people have similarities besides their inherent "unique-ness"...)

And yet, what was I doing approximately one year ago?


And my life just hasn't been the same since.