teenage angst... the meaning of life?

I changed the URL for the diary collective to TeenageDiaryCollective.tumblr.com

hello hello. So far my teenage diary collective is going swimmingly. (check out the original post here). I've already gotten some submissions which is both exciting and encouraging, and people already seem to be enjoying it so yay! Thanks to those of you who have submitted! If you haven't yet don't hesitate to do so! It can be anonymous if it's a personal entry and it's a fun way to spread your diary creativity and such. Feel free to help spread ze word via tweetin or blog postin or tumblrin or somethin.  (hiiiiiiiint). I also found this cool thing where people read their diary entries and it's really awesome and perfect and audible rather than tangible which is incredibly enjoyable and satisfying when you need some aesthetic assistance to your angstiest of days and when that Nirvana song just isn't doing the trick. Teenage Diary is kind of a homage to my love for journals and diaries; they are so mysterious and house so many unspoken secret thoughts, opinions, feelings, and ideas. Diaries are like the other half to a person, the parts of themselves they would never share with or expose to the world. They're like the holy grail of secrets and confessions and feelings and teen angst. 

Even though angst can suck I love feeling angsty purely for the experience of being an angsty teenager and how being in that very state of angst helps enable me to live vicariously through cool people in movies and TV shows, like Ivy (my favorite movie) and Lisa and Paulie. Sometimes being hormonal sucks but other times it's just great because it helps you to achieve the full experience of teendom as well as all its highs and lows, which I treasure, which is weird of me. I feel like being a teenager is the best time ever because of how it's this time to venture into new directions and take risks and be a freak or a geek and laugh too loud and get depressed and scream and shave your head and make out with guys you don't know the name of and spend all night going to random diners and spying on people with your best friend and running through fields yelling the lyrics to some song by Stevie Nicks and starting a band that never ends up rehearsing or performing and redecorating your room a thousand times over, each time to represent the new you that will inevitably change tomorrow. I just love that. I know I'm looking at this in a totally romanticized perspective, because some people are actually clinically depressed which isn't fun for the experience and is actually serious and horrible and not enjoyable in the slightest bit, but other times the roller coaster that is teendom, for me at least, is really exciting and fun even when I feel like crap.

to represent how concerts seem to be a right of passage for life and a huge part of teendom

to represent the importance of journals diaries in the lives of many teens

to represent that fun with friends is timeless

to represent hating society and being independent

to represent having fun at the beach

to represent that fabulosity of paul mccartney

to represent the importance and awesomeness of david bowie in one's life

to represent that slut shaming is wrong and that it's virtually impossible to actually be a slut

rookie road trip!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I went to the Rookie meet up yesterday, and it was literally fricken awesome to the extreme! I didn't really take any photos, because I didn't want to bring Le Fancy Cam, and I didn't have a chance to buy a disposable (which I love more than life because they just epitomize the timeless vibes that summer possesses) so instead I just enjoyed every moment with my eyes and mind and collected a few souvenirs for the road! I got to meet Tavi. It was really brief because I was so nervous, but I wanted to give her this notebook/journal I decorated for her/the Rookie staff. I made it out of nail polish and glitter and recycled (up-cycled) materials and then I tied bows on it. Tavi was so fricken nice and I was all nervous and like "Hi I'm Eva I made this for you." And she was all nice and cool and like "OMG THIS IS AMAZING! How long did this take?" And I was like "Oh not that long. I made it from nail polish and glitter glue." And she was all "That's so cool!" And it literally made me so happy!

It was really crazy, because I wore my amazing jacket (that I told you about a few posts ago that I bought on Etsy and that would make all Riot Grrrl fans cry because it's so awesome) to the meet up, and so many people liked it! I was so surprised and flattered! I'm not used to ANYBODY knowing who Bikini Kill is, so to have all these amazing, stylish people come up and be like, "I love your jacket, Bikini Kill rocks!" was so nice and meaningful and amazing! A lot of people also asked to take pictures of it/my outfit, which was such an amazing and nice surprise! A few people from the Rookie staff took photos of it too, so I'm hoping they'll post it in the weekly road trip summaries/the Rookie Road Trip tumblr and stuff! It would be super cool to see it on there! It was also INSANE, because this girl came up to me and was like "I love your jacket, I saw it on Etsy and almost bought it!" And like, WHAT ARE THE ODDS? It was really crazy and I was flipping out because I'm all for coincidences like that because they convince me even more so that I have witch lineage and it was just intense and magical. THE WHOLE DAY WAS MAGICAL. 

I also talked to Petra and we had a really fun conversation and it was full of laughter and glee and talking about awkward experiences with homeless men. She took some photos of my outfit and jacket, which was such a pleasant surprise to the extreme and I was so flattered, and still am! She was super nice and was wearing this amazing white shag jacket that was full of Mick Jagger vibes and stuff. Her boyfriend was super nice and cool too. 

I met lots of awesome people, and I got some numbers and I'm so excited to hang with the girls I met! I had never been surrounded by so many awesomely dressed people in my life. I was literally like, drooling on people's outfits. It was so amazing to meet some of the Rookie staff and the people who read Rookie! This was literally the best day of my life, and the best day of summer I have ever had. 

I also have an Etsy now! As of now I only have one thing posted, which is another painted journal, but depending on when you read this I may have more stuff and the painted journal may be sold. I will be selling crowns, journals, patches, necklaces, earrings, and tons of awesome stuff!

DIY crown, mom's tights, Edge dress, Etsy jacket from THIS ETSY THAT I LOVE, American Apparel socks, Doc Marten mary janes that I love a lot, random Anselmo pin that my friends and I concluded must be from a hotel, and then some cheap crap pearls that I love due to their cheapness. YOU GUYS THE JACKET. Like... wow. Wow wow wow wow wow. I just love it. It smells like cigarettes a little, but it's okay because it just adds character and like, I just really love it. Like, I love it. Like, I'm actually in love with it, guys.

These are the little mementos I got from the Rookie meet up! A girl set up a little nail booth thing, and was doing girls' nails on this picnic blanket, and her friend was passing out fliers. As you can see by my bare thumb nail, I didn't get my nails painted, but the flier was cute and special so I kept it.

This is a polaroid of me and my friend Natalie. This girl we met, and are now friends with, (wahoo, making friends!) Maya took it and gave it to us, which was super nice! Maya literally has the most beautiful/amazing/inspiring journal I and you will ever see. I've been an intense diary writer for forever, but her journal has completely inspired me to want to collage and make my journal/diary so much more personal and stuff! This other girl whom I talked to for a while was so cool! The unicorn seahorse picture is her business card that she gave me. You guys should check it out, because she makes amazing head pieces/accessories and stuff. She had awesome piercings and blue hair and literally just looked fricken amazing. We talked about tattoos and piercings and LIFE, MAN.

This is the journal I made for Rookie/gave to Tavi. The first picture is a lot nicer and blur free. As you can see, I wrote Rookie super hugely. It is made mostly of nail polish and glitter glue, and then I just pressed buttons and other cool things into it. I tied bows on the ends after, which you can see in the second photo that sucks, but the bows make it super cute. I hope the Rookie staff likes/uses it!

So yeah! The Rookie meet up was like, the best day of my life? It was so amazing meeting and talking to cool people, and the entire experience was just like, euphoric and super fun and magical. I honestly wish there could be another meet up like, tomorrow. I literally can't even put in to words how amazing the meet up was. Seeing so many amazing people taking photographs and stuff was awesome, and I'm way more into photography now and I JUST FEEL SO INSPIRED LIKE OH MY GOD. 

TheCurlyGirl

journals rock

Currently busying myself with procrastination and blogs. It's funny how everyday I say to myself, "Eva, when you get home from school, you will not wait to do your homework. You will just do it." And yet, every day, I come home, and suddenly it's seven o'clock and I've waisted four hours of visual internet excitement via blogs/youtube/magazines/tumblr/facebook, and all I want to do is sleep and eat and burp and not do my homework. This really has to stop.

I'm always able to get my homework done, but my rate of exhaustion during the time it takes me to finish my homework drives me perpetually insane. I've been feeling so stressed out lately and fatigued and just so anxious for summer/freedom/fun. I like school, but at the same time, everyone needs a break after a while. I commend those kids who can tolerate those year round schools. I don't think I'd last.

Anyway, I've been writing like a psycho lately in my journals, which I love. I actually just finished one yesterday that I'd been writing in since 2008! I started writing in a new one today, and it feels like I'm telling a stranger my innermost thoughts and secrets. Funny how you can get so attached an inanimate object. My new journal has a cool cat on it, and it's small and square. My grandma and grandpa gave it to me a few Hanukkahs ago, and it has some random blurbs from 2008 and some crappy skirt drawings and shitty Hebrew written in it.

All my cool journals. The top left (orange) is the journal I just finished. The one with the white heart to the right is where I record inspiration/lists of cool people/things/blog ideas/fashion stuff. The small cat one is the one I'm currently writing in. It has tons of embarrassing crap from 5th grade that I "forgot" to photograph.The quality of the photos all suck. I know. I can't wait to start writing in the Beatle's journal I got at Walgreens. It's the one right below the cat one with the circles.

Who wouldn't wanna wear this bad boy.

I was even a great writer then, I know. My articulation and clarity was just unfathomable.

This post is short, but I just felt like doing a brief post on my day/feelings and stuff.

Do you keep a journal/diary?