I would love love love love love love to go see the Nutcracker ballet.
That would be, like, my dream date. All dressed fancy <3 And it would be December so Christmas lights would be up everywhere, hustle and bustle, holly jolly atmosphere. Possibly snow and all the street lamps would glow in the hazy distance. Tuxedos and fancy dresses, walking arm and arm, red roses and I've ALWAYS wanted someone to take me ice skating down town. Sitting in the box, watching the ballet, my eyes sparkle when the curtain comes up, it never ceases to amaze me. The first notes of the orchestra. I always shed a tear when I go see any show at the music hall, its so beautiful. And that guy wouldn't care that he was at some ballet, because it would just be magical....
OH back to reality, deeeeeep sigh. I know it's over used but sometimes I feel #foreveralone.
Today I'm very nogalistic, hopeless romantic, swamped with homework that I can't start on till tomorrow, daydreaming, wishing for winter/snow, finding beauty in everything, and lonely.
So here's a bunch of pictures. (Three more days)