Thursday — January 28, 2010
yup

Up and down. It snowed today. I want to build a snowman. Washed my hair and surprisingly I didn’t straighten it. It’s in it’s natural state, which if I were in the humidity it’d be super curly, but I’m not, so the curl lacks a little bit of a bounce that it normally has. In good spirits. February is almost upon us. If I could eat anything for days on end it’d be sesame sticks and cheese… at least that’s my answer at the moment. I go through phases where I crave different foods. Ooh, a hot dog would be so good right now! I’ve listened to the same 4 songs about a zillion times today! I’m obsessed with Twitter. It’s strangely addicting. I tweet all the time, expect several days ago when I didn’t tweet once (that’s because my comp stayed off all day due to the fact that this girl was out and about and didn’t have time to turn it on). What’s my Twitter name?!? As if I’d ever tell. Go on… try and find me… I dare you!!! But seriously, I’m actually kind of creeped out by the site. So weird

Wednesday — January 27, 2010
taxi

“Now take my hand and we will run away. Down to this place that I know. How did this night become the enemy?" —The Cab

I have somewhat exciting news. I just finished reading “Shiver.” I felt like that book consumed me. It was a love story between a werewolf and a teenage girl. It was a good read, that made me happy to be sharing in the love that developed. Ultimately it was the couple’s love that ended up saving the boy from both death and an eternity trapped as a wolf. It has a good message… with love anything is possible and miracles can happen.

Onto my other news… I started creating art again. Yesterday was the first day this year that I had actually picked up a paintbrush and painted. I forgot how much I missed escaping reality and existing in a place where no one is but me and my thoughts and dreams, which I transform into my creations. It’s such a freeing feeling that I intend to keep experiencing. I’m just so busy that it’s hard to get lost in my art on a daily basis (that’s why it’s been so long since I painted), but I can’t express how much I love it. I hadn’t painted, since I don’t remember when. I was greatly inspired a few months ago and painted almost every day. But then life happened, I got caught up with work and this and that and ultimately the creation of art ceased. However, the last few days I’ve felt a change. It’s been building for several weeks now. I’m growing comfortable with everything and can honestly say that I feel truly happy. I’m optimistic that everything will work out in the end, because I believe in happy endings and I know mine will be sweet (just like candy)!

By the way... I seriously got the most amazing pop-up the other day!!! And the cool thing is, it's not a book... it's make-up!!! And it illustrates a scene from one of my favorite stories full of whimsy!!

Tuesday — January 26, 2010
what do little birdies say?!?

I baked pasta today. Went ice-skating in the city this past weekend and am happy to report that I didn’t fall once, which is quite an accomplishment for someone as clumsy as me. Pain in my mouth has subsided. Almost done reading my book. I lost several CD’s, a pair of zippered leggings, and countless white socks. Where do all of the lost things go? I know not, but I do have my many theories, one of which involves the closets that remain open even when no one is home (are you scared yet? You should be, because that particular theory is quite fearful)! I heart music. I heart art. I heart chocolate. I actually heart many things… but I do not heart everything. To be under my devotion and adoration is somewhat of a big deal (because I will say this, I do not like all things… like jelly and stinky dead fish)!

Saturday — January 23, 2010
He, him, his

Why do I refer to every non-human being as a “he” (i.e. my teeth, car, computer)? It’s nice looking young. I showed my dad a photo of my sister and I and asked him when he thought it was taken. He replied, “2008.” To which I laughed, because it was snapped close to five years ago! I guess I haven’t aged a day! The pain in my mouth is in describable. I just want to rip my tooth out… can I do that? I adore sweets and have realized it best to give in and eat that third cookie because at the end of the day as long as you’re happy what else matters? Books are meant to be read. Mysteries are nice but I’m much more a fan of fantasy tales. Craving fondue because I’m always craving cheese. I get cold quite often and always think of weird ways to stay warm. I have a favorite I’d like to try but haven’t had the opportunity yet (perhaps one day soon). Solving puzzles and decoding life. Striving for the best while never settling for mediocre. I love to ramble. I also love ruffles. What rhymes with the last word that I spoke, err wrote, err typed (whatever, you know what I meant) is truffles… a sweet treat I have every intention on baking for Valentine’s Day! Why that day and not tomorrow? No time at the present and why not on that day… that is when you’re supposed to eat tons of chocolate! Is the world really black and white or is it a spectrum of vivid hues? I go back and forth between the meanings and I find the longer I ponder the depth of the answer the more confused I get. Perhaps it’s best to not think so much and just be. I have to say that just being is one of my most favorite things to do. It is in my opinion experiencing life at its purist and simplest of states. Does timing matter? To be is to be content and happy. It is best to be in the presence of someone special. I want to do everything yet right now I want to do nothing at all… but sleep. I have realized some things lately. I’ve come full circle, as I always do. Things work out and dreams do come true. (Does that mean my tooth is going to be removed? Because right now that is what I want!)

I’m outtie for the night because this girl cannot take the pain any longer! Good night world. Dream of me as you drift away into your state of slumber!

Friday — January 22, 2010
push

I’m in pain. I’m teething. My lower left wisdom tooth is making his presence known, and it hurts mighty bad. I’d continue to write but I have a mess to attend to. I can’t do anything more before my casa is spic and span. I’m a firm believer in Martha Stewart’s mantra, “a clean home, is a happy home.” Right now my home is slightly less than cheery… if you know what I mean!

Tuesday — January 19, 2010
not again?!

Why am I listening to The Moffatts…AGAIN?!?! I’m not obsessed, I promise. I never even was a big fan of theirs, it’s just that I recently found another one of their songs I used to like. I’m actually laughing as I listen to it. It’s so cheesy and the video has me seriously wondering if they were an actual band because it comes across as so ridiculous!!! Oh how I miss the late 90’s!!! haha

Listen to “Misery,” and watch the official video… it’ll have you questioning why these boys ever broke up (just kidding)!

Monday — January 11, 2010
insomnia

What is done is done. There is no turning back. All that can be done is to move forward and see what lies ahead. The future is unwritten and I’m eager to write away and piece together the puzzle that is life. Have a goodnight!

Sunday — January 10, 2010
somewhere.

I’m a fabulous mood… despite the fact that I have a headache. I know it’s hurting because I didn’t get but three hours of sleep last night, so I’m a tad tired at the moment! I really adore fashion and get excited planning out ensembles. What can I say, I’m an artist and use my wardrobe as my extended canvas. Talking to complete strangers about randomness is becoming a day to day occurrence for me and I positively enjoy it! I want to watch a movie and just be, but I haven’t had the time to just kick back and relax for a good few hours. I’m thirsty. Craving cranberry juice. Oh, and cheese! Change is in the air and the air is dry, might I add. I’m still ever the optimistic girl. Elephants should dance and monkeys should sing. Perhaps they do at the zoo when no one is watching them? That’d make a good show. I cannot keep rambling. I’d be content to, of course, but I’m in desperate need of some rest and REM sleep. So I will now wish you a good night and sweet dreams. I hope you dream of me wherever you are tonight!


Saturday — January 9, 2010
yaya

“If one step forward meant two steps back.
If don't do this meant don't do that.

Maybe our life is a dream?
Maybe it's all make believe?
Maybe when we've lost we've won?
Maybe it's wrong to have fun?”

Lately I've felt a strong pull to the past. Perhaps you must first go back before you can move forward?! Whatever the case may be, this girl is smiling right now. Happiness abounds. By the way, in case you were wondering... Listening to a song from WAY back in the day. "Ya Ya" by the Moffatts. Before the JoBros, there were these four brothers. Just an FYI for ya...I was NEVER a huge fan of theirs, but this song always engaged me with it's smiplistic lyrics.

Friday — January 8, 2010
you.

Listening to “True” by Ryan Cabrera. It’s a semi-old song, about 5 years old (maybe a few more or several less). I was never a Ryan fan, but I adore this song. I hadn’t heard it in forever and then last week I was at the mall and it came on. It totally brought a smile to my face. It’s one of those tunes that you don’t really appreciate until you can actually relate to the lyrics and what is being said. This song sings to me and describes exactly what I’m feeling at the moment. If you haven’t heard it, you must take a listen. But you have to really listen to the lyrics in order to fully understand the beauty and purity of the words that are being sung. Perhaps finding the lyrics would help. This song makes me smile… I hope it does the same to you! Enjoy and have a fabulous night!

Thursday — January 7, 2010
candle

“I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired” —WTA

If you didn’t already know, I’m sick! It seems I keep getting ill and it is rather annoying. I’m not a fan of sore throats and nose drippings. I don’t like the head thumping or the lethargic feeling either. I like feeling on top of the world.

I contemplate why and how and then I begin to wonder the reason I even care at all (but I know why). What am I talking about? It could be anything, or nothing for that matter. I talk a lot. I want to understand. I’m curious by nature. I seek answers to the questions that I have. I’m in an odd mood. Perhaps it’s due to my lack of feeling one hundred percent me. I’m a bit off today in that sense. My hair is straight and still long. I have yet to take the plunge and chop it off. But I think change is coming soon (nothing drastic, though). I like talking to strangers about Twilight. I highly enjoy people’s reaction when they learn my actual age (the look on their faces… priceless)! For the most part everyone thinks I’m at least five years younger than I am. And then once I start rattling off all that I’ve accomplished academically in regards to my education people are truly amazed that someone as young as me is so educated. I like to surprise people. Surprises are fun, but I never am at the receiving end of any! I have to say that in the past month I have been surprised quite a bit… both pleasantly and then not so much.

Throat is hurting. So I’m going to end this now.

Wednesday — January 6, 2010
kings

First post of 2010! Let me start out by saying “Happy New Year!” Can you believe that another year has come and gone? Do you want to know a secret? I contemplated ending my writings on this site. Why? It’s a new year and seemed like the appropriate time to stop. But I couldn’t (as you can see) because at the end of the day this is what I love to do. I’m a writer (among other things). I will say this…a new site (think redesign) is in the works. Exciting, I know. But when will it be done? I know not, but it makes me happy knowing that it is coming (and hopefully soon)!

As I was saying before, I love to write. I write everyday. Not just here. I have several other little “side-projects” where I express myself in a literal way. I also write stories and jot down ideas and random thoughts. I carry a small notebook everywhere I go. I feel lost if I don’t have a pen and paper with me (it’s in those moments of desperate need that great ideas seem to take on a strong urgency to be documented). Today I traveled with two tiny notebooks. One is more for everyday things and the mundane (lists are written in it and organizational thoughts among other things) and the other is where I write whatever pops into my head. Why the need for the two different books? The book containing mostly lists is almost filled up and the one containing my thoughts chronicles the workings of my mind on a daily basis (starting on January 1st 2010). I also have a rather large spiral book that I fill with random writings and letters. Then there are my medium sized notebooks that mean the world to me. In those floral covered books a tale is weaved. A tale so personal and so pure. I’m almost done filling the second of the two. I go back and read through the first that I completed (it was finished way before the story ever ended) and it amazes me how my mind works. No one ever would be able to understand what is written there because there is no logical order to the madness. Ideas begin where one thought ends and then skip forward a few pages and you are back to a previous thought. It takes a bit of concentration and determination to decipher what is going on (and to figure out what comes next), but that single journal is one of my most prized possessions.

Oh and don’t get me started on my sketchbooks and the multitude of those that I have! What can I say, I’m a girl who loves to write and loves to express myself through art (in all forms). I’ve always been able to convey my thoughts best when I write them down (or paint them). I once was told to write less and be simple in my wording. But you know, what? I can’t. I never have been good at cutting back on my words. What people don’t understand is that I have no control over what streams out of my head. It is as though a river is running from my mind to whatever I am writing and the only thing to do is sit back and see where it takes you.

I enjoy words. I like descriptive language. When I was young my favorite word was “common.” I liked the way that it rolled off of the tongue. If I had to pick a preferred word right now, I think I would choose a word based on meaning instead of sound. I may choose “whimsical” or “pumpkin,” depending on my mood. Speaking of when I was younger, I used to carry a pocket-sized dictionary around with me everywhere I went. I read a lot and when I came across a word I didn’t know, I enjoyed looking it up. I’ve stopped carried that dictionary around with me. Is it because I now house too many other things in my bag? Or is it because now I don’t need it (for my knowledge on words and their meaning is far superior to what it was back then)? Perhaps a bit of both, but I also know another reason I do not bring it along with me anymore. Someone once wrote something in it. The writing was not mean at all, it actually was rather sweet. But to me they defaced my book and when I look at the dictionary thoughts of the past rush through me and fill my mind with thoughts I wish not to remember. They are memories I would rather not have when I am trying to escape the present reality by getting lost in a book.

I’ve written a lot today, huh? Maybe because It has been a few days since my last post. It’s getting late and I need my beauty sleep (actually I just need sleep in general). I feel as though I’m getting sick…hopefully that is just all it is, a feeling and nothing more.

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