Oh no, they didn’t letter.

Dear X,

The I-20 is a bit of a mess, damn dual citizenship and an anal government.

I’ve been sleeping and waking at unearthly hours, I really need to sort that out.

Love,
May

I know you and I know it won’t take you long to make me smile letter.

Dear X,

Today’s been an extremely lazy day. I’ve just been indulging in some anime/manga cravings. Some photoshop… The usual.

I’ve been feeling really restless, but lazy of late. Rather conflicting emotions. I think it’s the build-up to New York? I feel like something’s missing, although I’m not sure what, yet.

Christmas is around the corner and I’m beginning to really feel it in my bones. I remember when I lost that fuzzy vibe for the few years, it sucked big time. This year is going to be different, I can tell! The last blast before the big move.

Love,
May

And tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow letter.

Dear X,

Caught Amanda Palmer today and she kicked major ass. I love punk cabaret and she totally looked the part.

Love,
May

Letters from Londres et Paris (2).

Dear X,

I had a shoot today, it was fun. Now I’m bloody tired.

Love (from 191 miles away),
May

Letters from Londres et Paris (1).

Dear X,

So I got into New York. I’ll be gone come January. Scary (but exciting)!

Love,
May

PS: That first picture, I stopped in my tracks when I saw the words on the ground. They’re for you.

Chuck Klosterman letter.

Dear X,

Here’s a thought:

We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person who you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it always happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of those lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. You will remember having conversations with this person that never actually happened. You will recall sexual trysts with this person that never technically occurred. This is because the individual who embodies your personal definition of love does not really exist. The person is real, and the feelings are real—but you create the context. And context is everything. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.

Anyway, pictures coming up soon. Loads.

Love,
May

Sometimes life isn’t easy letter.

Dear X,

I disappeared for a while. Saw a bit of the world. A little excited. A little bored. Everything seems the same after a while.

I don’t feel the need to really connect to the world anymore. I want to burrow deeper into myself and find myself more.

Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.

-Oscar Wilde

Ugh, so true.

Love,
May

Clap your hands now letter.

Dear X,

I’ve been eating cereal like a monster. CEREAL KILLA.

Baybeats was the bomb.

Love,
May

It’s been a while letter.

Dear X,

Wow, it’s been some time hasn’t it? A lot has happened recently, it’s been really crazy. Where do I start?

1. I stopped working last week.

I’m sad, leaving behind a huge part of my life, a place where I learnt so much and made tons of friends, a place where I found myself and put my heart and soul into. I guess it’s just strange moving onto the next step, but all I can say is I’m so glad I decided to join the studio than fulfill my supposed academic potential. My colleagues were awesome and the work was hearty. I seriously cannot wait for New York and starting school and work there. WOOT.

2. Shu and Jie Zhen left. Yesterday. I am saddened. I hung out so much with my girls this summer and it was amazing. Shu, Jie, Sab and Val. What more could a girl ask for than amazing girlfriends to hang out with? We ate good food, smoked too much shisha, gossiped till we turned red in the face, clubbed (a little too much I say) and made friends from all places. Argh, Val is leaving for Prague on Friday, I’m so sad But it’s ok, because we shall all be reunited in New York in January!

3. WHY DOES IT COST $15 TO CONVERT JPGS INTO SLIDES? I SHOULD HAVE JUST TAKEN THE GODDARN SLIDE PICTURES AND DEVELOPED THEM AND IT WOULD HAVE BEEN SOOOOO MUCH CHEAPER. ARGH.

Love,
May

PS: I’ll update with some pictures later!

A dog named Bandito letter.

Dear X,

Decisions, decisions, decisions to be made.
Time is running out.

Does anyone have a cure for perpetual eyebags?

Love,
May