Today was probably the end of indian summer, also the end of my autumn break. I went out and took some photos. In Istanbul, justice is surely done to every season. Here are some snapshots of remnants of summer, and anticipation for the beautiful winter we have ahead, taken between twilight and dusk.

As you’ve probably noticed, I’ve deleted most of my posts, those of which are reblogs. I’ve also changed my theme, because the previous one was based on photographs but now, I’m going to start writing. My intention is to start from scratch and post only my work, except a few pictures or quotes which I can’t help but reblog because I either absolutely love them or they say something about me.

Anyway… Hope you like my new concept.

Today I was thinking about Columbia and Oxford. Those are my two top schools, especially Oxford. That one has been a dream of mine since 3rd grade, when I went to London and went on a tour on a Sunday that took me and my mom to Oxford.

Anyway, today I thought, “What if I were accepted to both? What am I gonna do then?” That’s when I realized that that would probably be the biggest problem of my life. Seriously. If I picked Oxford, I would feel terrible, missing out on 4 years in Newyork, all the crazy night outs I’d have with my friends going to colleges in NY that I dream about. If I picked Columbia, I would hate not to meet the British chaps, go to pubs, drink NewCastle Brown Ale, and visit my mom in a flat in London every weekend. I can’t even think of making the choice. I would probably cry for days. People would be like “Why are you crying? You got accepted to Columbia AND oxford!! ” and I’d be like “THATS THE PROBLEM!!!!” and cry even more. It would be the biggest dilemma.

Yeah… Thank god I’m not good enough to get in both.

(Source: chatter-box)