so long, blogspot.

starting now (and forever), blogging activities will resume here.

interviews from in the gutter

rain
mudsliding (the activity, not the drink)
ryan ross
bamboozle
augustana: 'cant love, cant hurt'
good hangs
phone calls from old friends
old friends in general
2005/6 throwback
rooftops
starting fresh

i have some incredible people in my life. thank you for all the help

hey moon, please forget to fall down
hey moon, don't you go down
sugarcane in the easy mornin'
weathervanes my one and lonely
the ink is running toward the page
it's chasin' off the days
look back at boat feet
and that winding knee
i missed your skin when you were east
you clicked your heels and wished for me

the world doesn't mean as much as you do

no one means as much as you do.

the soundtrack to my week

breathe your name - sixpence none the richer
goodbye mr. a - the hoosiers
holiday (demo) - valencia
what i've become - ashlee simpson
back like that - ghostface killah
paris, tokyo - lupe fiasco
delivery - babyshambles
waiting for my real life to begin - colin hay
hateful - the clash
damaged - danity kane

Things to write home about:

- the sun...it made me want summer even more
- panic at the disco: I was fully prepared to hate this cd and I think its brilliant. I can't stop listening to that green gentlemen, northern downpour and pas de cheval
- the cd sarah burned me. New summer goal: learn how to play free fallin' on guitar
- jamaica... rum and sun. I think I could be into this.
- kelsey being into diet snapple.... Wtf?!?! Rulage
- driving around with anna and regan late night listening to old britney spears jams. shit is SO crucial.
- compo beach. I've always hated compo beach because I think its pretty low on the 'cool beaches' list of life. But I went around 6 yesterday morning and it was so nice
- dunkin donuts iced coffee: it owns starbucks. Yaaaheard?!
- fountain soda... Rachel turned me on to the glory that is diet pepsi with ice and a straw. DO WANT!
- video updates. This is the new voicemail. Get into it.
- laura going to a boys like girls concert. emo in training? I think so.

Random observation: someone is wearing sunglasses in the airport. Really dude? Really?




stoked on sun and soul searching

Love

"Life is a risk."

i spent the better half of the afternoon crying about something i gave up years ago. i'm not sure what that says about me or my ability to 'savor every moment' - which is something i've been reluctant to do as of late. everything keeps getting more monotonous by the day... but instead of doing something about it, i just watch the afternoons pass by and come again. its beyond lackluster at this point. i've just accepted that it is what it is.

still, i can't help by wonder how i ended up back here again. i think its just a dumb combination of not learning from past mistakes and being too impulsive, mixed with the immersion of a jailbait pseudo wannabe scene that replaced something i was passionate about it. i had different dreams for myself at seventeen when i was sixteen - then again i think that may be true for every year of my life. but i can't help but think that i made a wrong turn somewhere along the way.

i had the opportunity to talk to four people today whom i rarely see anymore. i use the word 'opportunity' because i'd have to say that these are some of the most inspiring people i've ever met - people who know me on a different level, past being a teenager and past being in high school. its not even that they know me better than the rest of the world, or the people i spend all my time with - its just the fact that they got to know me when i was really getting to know myself, and have had a huge impact in shaping who i've become (or at least aspire to someday be). i emailed/ called/ texted them mostly to reminisce - but i ended every conversation feeling way better than i had when they started. whether it was thinking forward or just the fact that they helped me put everything in perspective, i remembered how lucky i am.



stay gold.