Friday, June 27, 2008

A conversation with my blog "I'm sorry blog, I know that I've neglected you in the past and probably will in the future, but really I don't mean too, and you know I'm not doing it on purpose" at this point in the conversation my blog is already raising its eyebrows in suspicion.
I know I'm pathetic, really I do, but sometimes life grabs me and just won't let go, and then I'm still trying to figure out where the past couple months have gone and then I think to check my blog...

What I've been up to:

  1. obsessively pining for the Family Force 5 CD that's coming out this summer
  2. waiting for the package that is coming in a couple weeks from Family Force 5 (I joined their fan club)
  3. I am totally in love with the new Krystal Meyers song, "Shine" you should check it out here
  4. getting ready for college 
  5. reading massive amounts of books and then updating at goodreads
  6. working out at the Y so I'm not a pathetic muscle-less person who randomly roams the earth hoping people won't ask her to help them carry stuff because she is afraid she won't be able to lift the item and will instead be smashed down under its weight
  7. I see that my poor little blog has been sadly neglected and that I need to update the sidebar thingies
  8. I've been buying a lot of shoes...
  9. I've been spending WAY to much time on facebook
  10. I take my camera with me everywhere
  11. I don't write nearly as much as I should
  12. I've probably been eating too much ice cream
  13. I dyed my hair
  14. I got a Macbook and think it is the grandest thing in the world
  15. I got new glasses, but I won't tell you the long story of how many times they messed up and how I kept getting replacement glasses
  16. Mostly though, I've been wasting away........

Saturday, June 14, 2008

if you were to walk into my room, here is what you'd find...


crumpled socks pushed into the dark corners of my room

yarn shoved in plastic bins high up near the ceiling above my clothes in my closet

my favorite magazines lined up on my shelf organized by publication date

a medium size blue metal tub with an assortment of awesome hats

CDs everywhere, on my desk, the floor, my bookshelf, the CD stand in the corner

lizards climb the walls; small ones, big ones, beaded ones and heavy ones

on my bed you'd find all the things I need to have by my side constantly, my journal, pens entrapped by an old rubber band, a notebook (for my midnight poems) 3 or 4 books I'm reading, a kleenex box, pillows, a bottle of water, iPod, laptop, sometimes a couple articles of clothing - my bed is hardly clean

on the wall I have posters, the topics range from movies to bands to wal*mart-fare to inspirational

I have a squiggly mirror next to my bed

my desk is a triangle and I have two turquoise blue vases and an alarm clock/radio/CD player sitting on top

only one of the shelves on my book case is devoted to books

I can't seem to get rid of my leftover plastic wal*mart bags, they are scattered all around

a turkish purse hangs on the back of my door, it's yellow with beaded flowers

shoes sprawl across the carpet and have lengthy discussions concerning topics I don't know much about

on occasion, you can actually see the color of my carpet

my trash can is orange and has a pop-top lid that I never use

library books are in a pile next to my dresser

plastic tubs are underneath my bed containing all the stuff that didn't fit in my closet

my walls are white - but the rest of the room is bursting with color.....

Friday, June 13, 2008

Summer:

The asphalt feels scorching hot beneath my bare feet

Ice cream melts faster then I can eat it

Chalk drawings litter drive-ways and sidewalks

Bathing suits are taken out of the corner of the closet

The wind blows and you can smell the summer air hot as it toys with your 
hair

The sound of lawnmowers is a steady rhythm to which you plan your day

Popsicles melt in your hands and you don't even bother to wash your hand 
of the sticky sweetness, letting it linger on your fingertips

You hardly wear shoes and let your feet soak up the richness of the earth

Your hair is constantly plastered to the side of your face, where you shove 
 it aside throughout the day

You look forward to those long summer days where you sip your lemonade 
 and read books all afternoon