Sweetness.

Today was a good day.
The sun was shining when I woke up.
It was super warm out.
I could smell summer creeping in the air.
I drove with my windows down on the interstate.
I wore a tank top.
I ate a salad for lunch.
I worked three hours and no body showed up.
I loved that for once.
I read children's stories that I forgot I loved so much.
I did yoga in my sauna of a house.
My brother got 2nd at Drake Relays.
I had a text conversation with an old friend.
aanndd
I ate a piece of chocolate.
Yes, today was a good day.

Just a playlist kind of day.

So this is what my Bubble Bath playlist was.
Couldn't have asked for a better one.
Oh how I love Itunes Genius.

Morning Playlist.

This is what my ITunes spit out at me this morning. I was pretty pleased.

4-20

420 is not a freaking holiday.
Seriously people, you smoke pot every other day, today is no different.
It makes me sick to think people actually "celebrate" smoking pot today.
Today is Holocaust Remembrance day.
The sad thing is half the people on this continent don't know that because they think it is Smoke Pot day.
It is pathetic to think people smoke pot over remembering something so tragic in the history of the world.


Anyways, that is a short version of my rant for the day.

Bad Day.

Sick as a dog today.
Went to class anyway.
Could not do yoga.
Very Upset.
Tomorrow better be better.

April 11, 2009

After an hour straight of hard crying and a bit too much alcohol, a hot bubble bath and a Lauren and Sarah's Hate Playlist, I realized something. Everything happens for a reason. I have always been a strong believer in this. It is hard for me sometimes to live by it though. Today though, today is the day I start. I am sick of trying to guide my life where I think it should go. I need to let life take me where it knows I need to go. I can not go on with this pity party I hold for myself every few months. It is getting old and I am sick of it. It never makes things better nor does it ever solve anything. I am turning over a new leaf. It will take a lot of baby steps to fully get there, but I know I can do it. It is what I need.





Lauren and Sarah's Hate Playlist:
Everything I Once Had - The Honorary Title
Silver Bullet (acoustic version) -Hawthorne Heights
Album of the Year - The Good Life
Haligh, Haligh, A Lie, Haligh - Bright Eyes
You're So Vain - Carley Simon
Intensity in Ten Cities - Chiodos

Chain me free.

I feel as if I have chains attached to me.
Every time I finally figure out the solution to freeing myself,
You come back.
The chains grasp around me once again
Harder then the times before.
Each time you come back around,
A little piece of me gives up hope.
There will never be another quite like you.
It's my fault though.
These chains,
I placed them here.
There is no one to blame but myself.
One day I hope to be free.
One day I hope you can come around.
And when you come around,
The chains will still lay broken on the floor.

Curious.

How in the hell do we still dream about people who were in our lives over four years ago?
Is it really true that we dream about what we think about before we go to bed?
If so, I do not remember thinking about this person.
At all.
Why does he always pop up in my dreams?
I feel like it almost makes me a creeper.
I know we can't help what we dream, but still.
I am not complaining about this dream.
I just feel weird.
and.
I just find dreams intriguing and I wish I understood them.

I mean really?

So in the past 48 hours I have encountered so many bad things.

- lap top battery died
- hair straightener died
- people pissed me off in Human Sexuality
- couldn't go see Copeland
- couldn't go see Conor Oberst
- couldn't go eat at Denny's with The Maine
- the prior two musicians were in the same town, how convenient
- did not have to actually go to speech like I thought tonight (reason why i missed Copeland)
- had to write a 5 page paper on the lamest topic in history
- thought i lost all 12 works cited things i did
- pressed the wrong button on the vending machine and got something really gross
- the pop machine was out of Mt. Dew
- left my car unlocked when i went to tan
- forgot my ipod when i went to tan
- cut my leg shaving
- spilt kool-aid all over the counter
- found out how much i have to take out for a loan next year. YIKES
- can not find my other Copeland c.d.
- forgot to start the laundry
- was late to speech
- found out my library and video store do not carry a movie i need to do a report
- people other then lauren and i get to go see Neko Case


Good things with in the past 48 hours:

- it was sunny yesterday
- children's lit was cancelled
- intro to soc was interrupted by a tornado practice
- i ate at perkins

Good things for TOMORROW:

- i might splurge and buy Ray Bans
- i get to go out to eat with jon
- i get off at 5 instead of 6
- its friday


thats all folks.

Love Affair.

If I could have a Love Affair with a band, Copeland would be my preference.

They saved me once or twice.
They are playing tonight.
I am not attending.
I will probably cry all night.


Playlist:
All the Copeland Albums I own. I can't find their other one.

Beneath the Medicine Tree
Dress Up & In Line
Eat, Sleep, Repeat
Grey Man EP
You Are My Sunshine

Familiar Territory

Back to dreaming mode again.
Being giddy over something that most likely will not happen.
Planning for the future.
Hopes high.
Big smiles and little "Eeks"
I love this feeling.

Record.

53 hours of not getting or sending a text. That is a new record for me by like 40 some hours. Lauren just sent me a text to break it. ha.




I hate how I have nothing to write about anymore.

Uneventful.

My life has become so uneventful, it is not even funny.
1. I have not hung out with anyone for an entire week.
2. I have not received a text message today.
3. I have not sent a text message today.
4. I have not actually received or sent a text in over 36 hours.
5. I sat in Gina's room for three hours yesterday just to not be alone. (the person that does my hair does not count for hanging out with anyone)
6. I actually enjoyed the drive to Ankeny today, that NEVER happens.
aaannnddd
7. I'm actually not mad I have to work all weekend because it will give me something to do.


I also took out my bad mood on 12 year olds who decided they could disrespect me and talk to me as if I am no one. I smiled the whole time while they were almost crying due to the words that were flowing from my mouth. Hmm...I think I need help. heh.

April 16th, 2009

That date is the date where you should all go without shoes.
Or maybe even just down to the end of your driveway to get the mail.
TOMS shoes is doing an amazing thing.
Everyone needs to know what it is like to go a day with a shoes.
People in the U.S. take simple things like shoes for granted.
Children in developing countries sometime never even own a pair of shoes.
We all need an eye opener for a day.
So just try it.


I wish I gave my speech about TOMS that day instead of this Thursday.

Don't know what the hell TOMS shoes is?
Check it yo.

www.tomsshoes.com

Secret Project.

Been thinking about doing something big lately.
Going to take a leap of faith and start rolling with the ideas.
Could happen, could go no where.
It is worth a try.
Make a difference.
Change a life.
How cool would that be?

77

Happy Birthday Grandpa!!!!!
You would be 77 years young today. We would probably be getting lunch and taking a walk or something cute and fun like that because that is what we used to do.
We all miss and love you so so so much. I know I haven't been to see you in awhile and I am sorry for that, but soon I will come say Hello. It is hard for me sometimes...but not a day goes by that I don't think of you.

Love,
Your Blondie.

Dream to Reality.

I had the best dream ever last night. I dreamt that I put on a show at Aces and all the profits went to children in Africa who needed money for education. A ton of people showed up and we raised so much money.

Now I really want to do this! It would be one of the coolest things ever if I could seriously do this. Hmmm, can I make it reality?

Of course my dream had The Maine, Aaron Rothe, Sonny Moore and Doctor!Doctor! buuuut who cares...I don't need them. HA!

Old Tunes.

Does anyone else remember the band Crash Test Dummies?!
Boy did I used to love these guys.
I do not know what made me ever think of them, but when I did I knew I needed their album that had the songs Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm and In The Days of a Caveman.
Sooo I bought it and it reminds me of dance when I was in 1st grade. We used to warm up to some of their stuff.
They just don't make music like they did in 1993.

Soul Singer in a Session Band.

I took this from Lauren's blogspot.

Using ONLY SONG TITLES from ONE artist, cleverly answer these questions:

[ADDITIONAL RULE: You cannot use the same artist I did, or duplicate song titles even if they were performed by another artist. Make sure you send a copy to the person who sent you this as an "honesty check"]

Bright Eyes.

1. Are you a male or female: When the Curious Girl Realizes She is Under Glass.

2. Describe yourself: Something Vague.

3. How do you feel about yourself? I Must Belong Somewhere.

4. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: Devil in the Details.

5. Describe your current boy/girl situation: False Advertising.

6. Describe your current location: Down in a Rabbit Hole.

7. Describe where you want to be: Road to Joy.

8. Your best friend is: The Center of the World.

9. Your favorite color is: Sunrise, Sunset.

10. You know that: We Are Nowhere and It's Now.

11. What’s the weather like? Four Winds.

12. If your life was a television show what would it be called? Bowl of Oranges.

13. What is life to you? Another Travelin' Song.

14. What is the best advice you have to give? Nothing Gets Crossed Out.

15. If you could change your name what would it be? Laura Laurent.

We All Roll Along.

In regards to my last post I looked up some of their music...I never knew a song by The Maine would make me almost cry.
The lyrics seriously get to me. Fall of 2005 to Summer of 2006 are explained in this song to a Tee.
I don't care if you like The Maine or not, just listen and I bet it will make you think of a time that made you happy.