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Sunday, July 24, 2011

Random lyrics #1: Our July in Rain

Why'd I have to go and do you like that?
Thought I'd moved on, but you brought me right back.
To the night you took my kiss away from me.

I took yours too, then I lost you.

Bring me back to holding hands in the rain,
I swear I'd ease your pain.
Lift you up so you could finally see
The love you are to me.

I've had time and I've had change
I've been broken but still I can't explain.
Our July in the Rain

Stupid Love Songs. 

Thursday, July 21, 2011

In my own little world,
anyone can pull off a pixie cut.
In my own little world,
I imagine women of every age and face shape with short hair.

Haircut Pt. 2

 15 days to go.


Wednesday, July 20, 2011


Day 95.
270 left.
I don't know if I can do this anymore..
I don't even WANT to do this anymore.
The further I get into this challenge,
the more difficult my decision of quitting or sticking it out becomes.

I keep forgetting about these damn letters.
Forgetting about you.

The only reason why I'm not stopping
is to prove to myself that I can accomplish anything I desire.

I'm almost at the 100th day.
If I get to 150,
or maybe 200,
and it's really just RIDICULOUS,
I'll stop.
Because there's no point in thinking about these letters
- thinking about you -
if I don't have to.

These letters have actually helped me more than I can explain.
Whenever I want to talk to you,
I write whatever I wanted to say in a letter
instead of actually talking to you.
It helps me restrain myself from you.
It also helps me vent about you,
or say what I like about you,
without you knowing.

And when I get those strong urges to talk to you,
and follow through,
I end up wishing I never had.

These letters have taught me the difference between something I want,
and something I THINK I want.

It's funny that I'm getting frustrated with having to write these letters,
because that means I'm also getting frustrated about forcing myself to think about you.

I know I'm spending way too much time on this,
but at first it was because I was hopeless.
Now it's because I'm hopeful.

Writing to you every day for 3 months has made me realize
that, quite frankly, you're old news.

.. Just now, I was surprised when I thought back to April when I started.
It seems like it's been so much longer than 3 months of these tedious letters.

Thinking about you used to be all I could do,
even if I tried so hard not to.

Now, I get so annoyed when I force myself to think of you.
Or when I think "Damn, I still have to write a letter tonight."
Or, more recently, "Damn. It's almost been a week since I've written a letter.."

with all that being said...

Here's to the past - all the mistakes that I've made, all the great times I've had, all the times I've cried, all the times I've questioned more than I need to.

To the present - living in the moment and not worrying about the future. Realizing that things will fall into place, and now is my time have fun with life and let things be. Just to let live.

And to the future - the great unknown. Whether it be tomorrow, in five minutes, or eight-and-a-half years from now. Things work out in strange ways, but nevertheless, they work. I can't control my future, I can only guide it the way I want it to go. There's a fork in the road and a million possibilities.

I promise to remember the past, live in the present, and dream of the future.


“The reason people find it so hard to be happy is that they always see
the past better than it was, the present worse than it is,
and the future less resolved than it will be.”
— Marcel Pagnol


Monday, July 18, 2011


Back to wishing.
It can't hurt, right?

Sunday, July 17, 2011


I know I'm really late on realizing how perfect this song was,
but with that being said,
I dedicate this song to my good pal. You know who you are. 

Linger - The Cranberries

If you, if you could return
Don't let it burn, don't let it fade
I'm sure I'm not being rude
But it's just your attitude
It's tearing me apart
It's ruining everything

I swore, I swore I would be true
And honey so did you
So why you were you holding her hand
Is that the way we stand?
Were you lying all the time
Was it just a game to you

But I'm in so deep, you know I'm such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger
Do you have to, do you have to
Do you have to let it linger

Oh, I thought the world of you
I thought nothing could go wrong
But I was wrong, I was wrong

If you, if you could get by
Trying not to lie
Things wouldn't be so confused
And I wouldn't feel so used

But you always really knew
I just wanna be with you


Wednesday, July 13, 2011


Senior portrait = check.
Blonde hair is a goooooo :D

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

[[i love]] PSC

I know it sounds so cliche to say,
but PSC gave me new hope.
The kindness of complete strangers is something you never forget.
It has the greatest impact.
The advice these people have given me,
and the things I have learned from everyone
have been the best moments so far.
When I got my first e-mail update
my heart melted.
These people are more amazing than I could tell you.
They have the ability to have me truly think outside the box.
They challenge my mind as well as my heart to open up to new ideas.
So to the few friends who have already contacted me today alone,
I'll never meet you,
and I might never know you,
but I love you.
And that's not a phrase I hand out easily.

PS - Sunday.
PSC - Everyday.



August 5th.
I've been waiting for this day for way too long.

Friday, July 8, 2011

To be honest...

I wish every day could be today.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

When you let someone in,
it's just that much easier for you to get hurt by something they say. This is me going back to keeping to myself.