I was recently surfing the web and found a site called thehungersite.com its a pretty interesting concept about where you simply click a button and you give 1.1 cups of food to someone who is hungry. Attached to this site are ways to give to breast cancer and by clicking you give a woman a free mammogram, Child health care, animal rescue where you give 6 bowls of food to rescued animals, the Rain forest you save 11.4 square feet of the rain forest, and literacy where you can give free books to children in need.
I find this site has such a great way to help out other each day just by simply clicking your mouse. I have saved this site on my favorites and have gone there daily for a month. Granted sitting at home and clicking a button isn't as helpful as really getting my hands dirty and helping fight these causes, but I guess it's better than nothing!
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
The next best thing...
I'm always looking out for the "next best thing" whether it be restaurants, movies, friends (jk), jewelry, clothes, but most of all music.
Music is a passion of mine, though I cannot play, nor sing very nicely but I love it. This Girl Marie Digby is simply amazing. She covers a lot of songs, and write some herself but her voice is just so serene and comforting I can't help but listen to her.Supposedly Justin Timberlake saw her cover video of Rhianna's Umbrella and signed her! Enjoy The next best thing
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Achmed the Dead Terrorist
Who would have thought a puppet would make you laugh so hard, especially one about a dead terrorist. My dad passed this along and I couldn't stop laughing.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGLE
I was reading a friend of mines blog about how youtube.com is going to take over the world, and I thought I would write a response to her blog, because in actuality, Google is going to take over the world.
Google has so many different widgets to put on your Igoogle site. It's the number one search engine, and it has created Picasa to edit and store your photos online so no need to take up space on your computer. It has come up with gmail where you never have to delete another email again in your life because it also stores all emails online with unlimited space. Google is soon to come out with the G phone, which will revolutionize the cellular telephone market.
The G-phone is said to look similar-ish to the iPhone, with a big wide screen and few buttons, Google wants to bring their software, search, advertising, IM, VoIP and Web 2.0-style apps to a stylish hand held device that plugs you right into everything Google, bringing Google to those even without a computer. Instead of listening to a ring the person calling you will hear advertisements, making the phone cost $0. Pretty amazing if you ask me. It seems as though Google's mission statement is to accomplish the impossible. and their vision is to bring Google to those who don't own a computer.
I used to believe that apple was revolutionizing the market when it came to cell phones, I mean instead of carrying around your phone, i pod and camera now its all in one. I think apple still has one hand up on the ability to have i-tunes on its phones. Google may have free service and most of the same technology but the ability to have you music on your phone.... might whisk college students off their feet.
but when it comes down to the fight over music of free service.... Google will win the ultimate fight.
And that is why I believe google is out to take over the world.
Google has so many different widgets to put on your Igoogle site. It's the number one search engine, and it has created Picasa to edit and store your photos online so no need to take up space on your computer. It has come up with gmail where you never have to delete another email again in your life because it also stores all emails online with unlimited space. Google is soon to come out with the G phone, which will revolutionize the cellular telephone market.
The G-phone is said to look similar-ish to the iPhone, with a big wide screen and few buttons, Google wants to bring their software, search, advertising, IM, VoIP and Web 2.0-style apps to a stylish hand held device that plugs you right into everything Google, bringing Google to those even without a computer. Instead of listening to a ring the person calling you will hear advertisements, making the phone cost $0. Pretty amazing if you ask me. It seems as though Google's mission statement is to accomplish the impossible. and their vision is to bring Google to those who don't own a computer.
I used to believe that apple was revolutionizing the market when it came to cell phones, I mean instead of carrying around your phone, i pod and camera now its all in one. I think apple still has one hand up on the ability to have i-tunes on its phones. Google may have free service and most of the same technology but the ability to have you music on your phone.... might whisk college students off their feet.
but when it comes down to the fight over music of free service.... Google will win the ultimate fight.
And that is why I believe google is out to take over the world.
Monday, December 3, 2007
My Inspiration
So I have yet to really post a "professional" blog. I grew up with Livejournal and got used to blogging emotional personal information. But I think I will keep my livejournal personal and I'll use this blog to put to use this education I'm receiving here at the University of Oregon.
I decided I should give you'll some insight into where I first learned about BLOGS and how I started to say what I think through a new venue. It all started my senior year of high school, I've talked about this teacher before. Good ol' Mr. Buchanan. He made everyone write one blog per term, he was the only one to look at it and it really helped me open up through some hard times. Anyway I've continued to read his blog since graduating from high school.
Mr. Buchanan also known as Scott Wayne Indiana is a High school math teacher, as well as a Artist of many sorts. His website 39 forks has an array of different forms of art that are interactive for the browser.
The main page of the website is 3 rows of 13 forks, and has the cursor hovers over each fork they link the website to another page of art of his. He began something called projects. Where he asks his followers to participate in his art ideas. He posts a project for followers of his art to do, and he posts them on his website.
One project in particular has gained multiple news coverage in Portland. the 5th fork is the Horse project, it has made its way out of the "project" fork and gained its own fork because of the popularity.
I decided I should give you'll some insight into where I first learned about BLOGS and how I started to say what I think through a new venue. It all started my senior year of high school, I've talked about this teacher before. Good ol' Mr. Buchanan. He made everyone write one blog per term, he was the only one to look at it and it really helped me open up through some hard times. Anyway I've continued to read his blog since graduating from high school.
Mr. Buchanan also known as Scott Wayne Indiana is a High school math teacher, as well as a Artist of many sorts. His website 39 forks has an array of different forms of art that are interactive for the browser.
The main page of the website is 3 rows of 13 forks, and has the cursor hovers over each fork they link the website to another page of art of his. He began something called projects. Where he asks his followers to participate in his art ideas. He posts a project for followers of his art to do, and he posts them on his website.
One project in particular has gained multiple news coverage in Portland. the 5th fork is the Horse project, it has made its way out of the "project" fork and gained its own fork because of the popularity.
a major goal of this project is to open eyes to the intricate details of our urban environment. personally, when i am being mindful, i stop and look at little things that catch my eye all the time. if people notice one horse, then that little moment is one step closer to other new experiences along "the way."
for this public art project, utilize the metal rings that are located on various sidewalks around Portland, Oregon. the rings are embedded in the concrete curbs, and the legend is that they are still around from a time when they were used by citizens to secure their horses and carriages while they went about their business in town.
so, first, buy a small toy horse and find a ring.
then, to one of these rings, tie a toy horse. then, leave the horse there just as one would have left their actual horse a hundred years ago. such toy horses can be purchased at goodwill for about a dollar or two. also, the dollar store has great plastic horses!
to me, the “art” is the horse itself, with the string tied to the ring on the curb, for someone to see. but in an effort to create a collection of documented pieces, take a photo and email it to me, and yours will be displayed in the collection too.
If you don't believe me followers who have seen the mini horses around portland have started their own website The horse Project
Scott comes up with some great ideas. He filmed himself and his wife harvest driving a ford taurus they bought for $200. The project is called the $200 Car. the point was to buy a car for $200 and see how far they could drive it down I-5 before it broke down Check out the video
This is for you Scott Wayne Indiana. Hes an inspiration to Students, Citizens of Portland, and Followers of his art. Mad Props To you Buchanimal.
-Stringer
Sunday, December 2, 2007
I should have told you something
To leave it alone would feel much better. But its easier said than done. I know nothing lasts forever, and it would all mean nothing if i don't say something before it all went away. I had a chance last year, but it wasn't the right timing. Now isn't either. But I see it slipping away. I once saw you making me stronger. but now you're breaking my heart.
Sometimes i get this feeling like I don't belong anywhere, and its going to take me so long to get somewhere without you.
I should have said what I wanted to say before you slipped away.
Cause every thing's easier when your beside me.
Come back and find me.
Cause I feel alone.
Sometimes i get this feeling like I don't belong anywhere, and its going to take me so long to get somewhere without you.
I should have said what I wanted to say before you slipped away.
Cause every thing's easier when your beside me.
Come back and find me.
Cause I feel alone.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Expectations or Unexpectations?
On one hand, expectations can inspire you, but then again, they can really let you down. I've spent the last three years and three months of college with high expectations. I've watched my older sibling, family friends graduate and discuss their great college experience. And I'm a person of experience, I will do something sole for the experience of doing it and saying "I've done that" . It seems as though nothing I've actually done as defined my college experience.
Yesterday I was talking to a friend about my favorite years in college, and it seems as though there was some factor missing from each year that could have made that year better, but nothing is for certain. Freshman year I joined a sorority in hopes of gaining some great life long friends, fun memories, and becoming a better person through the ideals of my sorority.
I guess I've had such high expectations for myself in college. Freshman year was to make as many friends as possible and just get to know different people. Sophomore year was my first year in Chi O and it was my turn to fully experience the sisterhood and what it was like living in a mansion with 50 women. Junior year I was the head of the house out to have a great time and really make lasting relationships with my friends. and Senior year my expectations are to make every moment count with my friends. Now these expectations don't seem too out there. They seem pretty much in grasp. The hard part is , is that they are so out of my control there isn't much I can do about it.
I guess I'm tired. I'm truly tired of putting so much of myself, my beliefs, passion, time and energy into an organization where no one cares what I've done, or who i am. I spent most of last night on the phone with my big sis contemplating what I've gained from this experience, and whether or not to stick with it. it was hard to find physical evidence of what I'm taking from this. I devote so much to this organization, when I could focus my energy elsewhere into something that will give me something as an outcome.
Its true, my expectations made me want to be a better person the past three years, but I guess the simple tasks was too much. My expectations truly let me down.
Yesterday I was talking to a friend about my favorite years in college, and it seems as though there was some factor missing from each year that could have made that year better, but nothing is for certain. Freshman year I joined a sorority in hopes of gaining some great life long friends, fun memories, and becoming a better person through the ideals of my sorority.
I guess I've had such high expectations for myself in college. Freshman year was to make as many friends as possible and just get to know different people. Sophomore year was my first year in Chi O and it was my turn to fully experience the sisterhood and what it was like living in a mansion with 50 women. Junior year I was the head of the house out to have a great time and really make lasting relationships with my friends. and Senior year my expectations are to make every moment count with my friends. Now these expectations don't seem too out there. They seem pretty much in grasp. The hard part is , is that they are so out of my control there isn't much I can do about it.
I guess I'm tired. I'm truly tired of putting so much of myself, my beliefs, passion, time and energy into an organization where no one cares what I've done, or who i am. I spent most of last night on the phone with my big sis contemplating what I've gained from this experience, and whether or not to stick with it. it was hard to find physical evidence of what I'm taking from this. I devote so much to this organization, when I could focus my energy elsewhere into something that will give me something as an outcome.
Its true, my expectations made me want to be a better person the past three years, but I guess the simple tasks was too much. My expectations truly let me down.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Giving my thanks
Thanksgiving usually is not a holiday i particularly look forward too. There are no gifts given... except for the extra pounds and the annual "thanksgiving pants" (which will be my leggings and boxer shorts this year). Not to sound selfish, but usually my Thanksgivings have consisted of starving all day, then eating too much food, with extended family I barley see. We have awkward conversation and I never get to go lay down and absorb the food I just consumed. But this year will be different.
I have so much more to be thankful for his year. It may sound cliche, but I truly am thankful for my family. I don't think I've ever been this excited for Thanksgiving before because this past year my family has been ripped and torn apart. But slowly we are getting taped back together.
My parents were on the road to divorce. and after some well deserved time apart. Some soul searching on my moms part, and some realization on my fathers part, they are working on it. This will be the first time in a little under a year we have ALL been together.
I'm a little nervous about this weekend but My brother will be there and hes the one person that can get me through this all. Wow. I'm sitting in the Eugene airport crying because I still can't believe my parents are working on their marriage. I had truthfully lost all hope. I've seen my mom grow and make changes in her life, she knows what she wants and she won't settle for anything less. I really didn't think my dad was going to be up to the challenge of providing my mom with the love and affection she needs, but he is. He's playin' with the big boys.
I guess I can't be too trusting in this situation. When my mom first told me that they were going to work on it i started to cry. I kept telling myself they were tears of JOY, but they weren't and I knew they weren't. They were tears of fear that I would have to hear a second time from my dad that its just not going to work out and they are getting a divorce, for the second time.
What kid wants to hear their parents are getting divorced--Twice.
So this thanksgiving my cousin two of my aunts and my uncle will be with us, its going to be a packed house. and I'm excited because two of the 4 days i'll be there I'll be in LA with my brother.
I think the second thing I'm thankful for is my brother. i know i know he falls under the category of "FAMILY" but I think my brother is in a different category. I for ever since I can remember have looked up to my brother. I've followed in his footsteps and I think this is the first year I have drifted off his path and am trudging through life on my own. in elementary school I took Japaneses because he did, I wanted all the same teachers he had, I took German in high school because my brother did, I went to U of O to be close to him, I started out as a business major because he was one. I guess i finally realized that I'm not my brother. I'm not good at the same things he is. He is one of the most intelligent people I know. I respect him and look up to him everyday. I miss my brother. I miss not having him at UO with me. I loved when I saw him on campus and going to parties where everyone knew my brother and made me feel welcome! So this weekend going to LA with Matt and going to the game really excites me because we don't spend much time together. We don't talk much, but when we do its great. I feel like i still want to follow in his footsteps, like I want to live in Seattle next year. and ultimately I want to end up in Portland. But I guess thats why we're brother and sister, we think alike. we like the same things (occasionally.)
Anyway I guess I can say this is the first year I'm truly looking forward to my family. I want to be with them and just enjoy myself.
I guess I'll be thankful if my flight gets out of Eugene on time too. I always seem to have trouble out of this DAMN airport.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Another lesson learned.
ya know, its amazing how we blame ourselves. It always seem certain that cosmically its my fault things are a mess. I tried so hard to be big about this situation and not get to sensitive or emotional about it. That seems to be the hardest mountain to climb with a guy as your best friends. I'm always teetering on that notion that "I'm one of the guys" or I'm "too sensitive" to situations. I've given it time, and I've given it thought and I'm not quiet sure why we've grown apart. I'm just trying to make sense of the situation. But its impossible to do it without the other persons input. It's just human nature to try to make sense of things. Random things. I think the scariest thing is realizing that sometimes bad things just happen. no reason. no purpose. They just occur. and we're left to pick up the pieces. I guess thats what we're doing all the time. Just picking up the pieces the best we can.
Life's perfect, but it isn't perfect if you don't know what the struggles for....
Falling down isn't falling down if you don't cry when you hit the floor
I believe it's called the past 'cause I'm getting past
and I am nothing like I was before... I'm slowly getting passed another lesson learned.
Life's perfect, but it isn't perfect if you don't know what the struggles for....
Falling down isn't falling down if you don't cry when you hit the floor
I believe it's called the past 'cause I'm getting past
and I am nothing like I was before... I'm slowly getting passed another lesson learned.
Friday, November 16, 2007
rain good friends and a cup of joe
So we just got to the beach. Currently I'm with Jessica, Dan, Libby and Scott. Liz, Bit -Bit, Dustin, Will , Dan and Jake are on their way. I couldn't be more happy than to be here. These are the weekends at college that are amazing. I am a little sad chad, John and Bevan aren't here. But What is there to complain about I have great company, a beautiful house and an amazing View!
I can't believe fall term is almost over. As excited as I get for breaks still I don't ever want this year to end. I know this will be the last time I will be surrounded by my friends with next to no obligations, and the obligation i make, I make for myself. I was thinking about the last time I was here at this beach house it was libby, scott, john, jake noel and whit. and I think what is amazing is I have found those friends that I trust to respect and appreciate where they are and who they are with.
I know many people wouldn't trust college students at their beach house. But my friends are respectful of libbys house and things and I think that says a lot about the people i surround myself with. I always had trouble as a kid at my basketball parties because people would be reckless at my house and break things. But its different now that we are grown up you would expect for people to be in a drunken stupor, but really we care about this opportunity we have to stay at this beautiful house.
Its pretty funny to watch the boys cook breakfast and us girls clean up. But the guys help too. I love my friends and it scares me to think the next time we get together could possibly be when we are flying into town for a weekend like this. Weird. Not a Fan. I am the type of person that takes experiences like this to heart. I enjoy weekend getaways with great friends.
I love the oregon coast. I love my friends. I don't want this weekend to end.
I can't believe fall term is almost over. As excited as I get for breaks still I don't ever want this year to end. I know this will be the last time I will be surrounded by my friends with next to no obligations, and the obligation i make, I make for myself. I was thinking about the last time I was here at this beach house it was libby, scott, john, jake noel and whit. and I think what is amazing is I have found those friends that I trust to respect and appreciate where they are and who they are with.
I know many people wouldn't trust college students at their beach house. But my friends are respectful of libbys house and things and I think that says a lot about the people i surround myself with. I always had trouble as a kid at my basketball parties because people would be reckless at my house and break things. But its different now that we are grown up you would expect for people to be in a drunken stupor, but really we care about this opportunity we have to stay at this beautiful house.
Its pretty funny to watch the boys cook breakfast and us girls clean up. But the guys help too. I love my friends and it scares me to think the next time we get together could possibly be when we are flying into town for a weekend like this. Weird. Not a Fan. I am the type of person that takes experiences like this to heart. I enjoy weekend getaways with great friends.
I love the oregon coast. I love my friends. I don't want this weekend to end.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
its all coming back to me
So I made the rash decision to skip all my classes today and work on my applications for internships. I also decided to crack out my Felicity DVD seasons. I don't know what it is about this series but I guess I've always wish my life mimicked it. as tragic as that sounds. The characters, seem so much older than I am and they are freshman in the series. I have to keep telling my self I'm watching a tv series. I've spent all my time waiting for that moment in college that will be amazing. That will make this experience of being in college so amazing to look back on. But I'm realizing slowly that its the little things that count. I don't need some large life changing event to define my college experience. we decide little by little what our lives are going to be but, its our reactions that matter.
So many things have happened to me in my life time thus far I often question when am I going to catch a break? But its not about the breaks in life, its about the learning experience and how much I've taken away from those experiences and challenges and grown.
I guess this first episode of felicity really took me back to high school graduation. Today when cleaning out one of my drawers I found this letter that Mr. Buchanan wrote to me the day of my graduation. It was in response to a letter I had written to him as a class project. In my senior english class we were asked to write a letter to a teacher who had influenced us through our time in the Lake oswego school district.
anyway I had chosen mr. buchanan because my senior year was one of the hardests and he seemed to care. anyway he handed me this two paged typed letter sharing a little bit about himself.
in this letter he says, "All I can tell you to do is create YOUR OWN reality. Both inside your mind, your self concept, but also the world around you. it is up to YOU to create positive experiences both today, tonight, tomorrow, the next day, but most importantly NOW. This moment. make this one the gift to yourself. and most importantly when you figure out how to do that for yourself, tart sharing it with others." in the close of the letter he challenged me, he said " If I have one challenge for you on top of succeeding at what you want to do in life, it is to reach out to PEOPLE. In my opinion, the best thing you can do in this world is not to travelt o a fun place, or buy something cool, ore even look really good, but the best thing you can possibly do is engage in a friendship or relationship with a PERSON or friendships with groups of people. The most meaningful moments in my likfe have not been when i was staring at a material worldly thing, but rather when i have felt that closeness of friends, family, and loved ones. YOU, as does everyone, have the capacity to do whatever you want with your time on this planet. Figure out what you want to do, and then go for it with all your might. and of course, be good at doing it."
I don't know why but every time i read this It inspires me so much. I miss sitting in that class as much as i struggled through it and hated high school I would go back and do it all over again simply to sit in Mr. Buchanan's math class and be inspired by the words he says and the life he lives. He is truly someone who is making the most of his time on earth and enjoying every minute of it.
its weird to think i received this letter four years ago. i feel like it was yesterday. and some days it feels like decades ago, I can't believe a year from now i'll be at some job, working for the man. That isn't what I want to do with my life. I want to use my creativity to expand horizons and make someone else have an amazing experience in their life. I strive for others what I strive for myself. and If I can find someone way to do that as a profession, then hell I'm there.
In the words of buchanan it truly has been a weird year, a strange month, and an odd day.
So many things have happened to me in my life time thus far I often question when am I going to catch a break? But its not about the breaks in life, its about the learning experience and how much I've taken away from those experiences and challenges and grown.
I guess this first episode of felicity really took me back to high school graduation. Today when cleaning out one of my drawers I found this letter that Mr. Buchanan wrote to me the day of my graduation. It was in response to a letter I had written to him as a class project. In my senior english class we were asked to write a letter to a teacher who had influenced us through our time in the Lake oswego school district.
anyway I had chosen mr. buchanan because my senior year was one of the hardests and he seemed to care. anyway he handed me this two paged typed letter sharing a little bit about himself.
in this letter he says, "All I can tell you to do is create YOUR OWN reality. Both inside your mind, your self concept, but also the world around you. it is up to YOU to create positive experiences both today, tonight, tomorrow, the next day, but most importantly NOW. This moment. make this one the gift to yourself. and most importantly when you figure out how to do that for yourself, tart sharing it with others." in the close of the letter he challenged me, he said " If I have one challenge for you on top of succeeding at what you want to do in life, it is to reach out to PEOPLE. In my opinion, the best thing you can do in this world is not to travelt o a fun place, or buy something cool, ore even look really good, but the best thing you can possibly do is engage in a friendship or relationship with a PERSON or friendships with groups of people. The most meaningful moments in my likfe have not been when i was staring at a material worldly thing, but rather when i have felt that closeness of friends, family, and loved ones. YOU, as does everyone, have the capacity to do whatever you want with your time on this planet. Figure out what you want to do, and then go for it with all your might. and of course, be good at doing it."
I don't know why but every time i read this It inspires me so much. I miss sitting in that class as much as i struggled through it and hated high school I would go back and do it all over again simply to sit in Mr. Buchanan's math class and be inspired by the words he says and the life he lives. He is truly someone who is making the most of his time on earth and enjoying every minute of it.
its weird to think i received this letter four years ago. i feel like it was yesterday. and some days it feels like decades ago, I can't believe a year from now i'll be at some job, working for the man. That isn't what I want to do with my life. I want to use my creativity to expand horizons and make someone else have an amazing experience in their life. I strive for others what I strive for myself. and If I can find someone way to do that as a profession, then hell I'm there.
In the words of buchanan it truly has been a weird year, a strange month, and an odd day.
Monday, November 5, 2007
Sunday, November 4, 2007
All the Small things
I do believe that its all the small things in life that bring us constant joy.
I think it's so easy to get lost inside a problem that seems so big at the time. It's like a river that's so wide it swallows you whole, While you're sitting around thinking about what you can't change and worrying about all the wrong things, time is flying by,moving so fast you have make it count cause you can't get it back.
I've spent so much of my life crying and worrying about things that may seem as though they matter, when really I can't change them. Why waste my time being unhappy when I should focus on the small joys in life that bring me laughter and joy when I may not notice them.
I love those moments when you can hear the rain coming from a far distance and you hear it hitting the pavement and creeping close toward you.
I love the sound of crisp leaves and they crunch under your feet on the sidewalk.
I love a great song that captures the moment you're in and you feel as though time stops just for that song.
I love warm brownies and cold vanilla ice cream.
I love it when you see someone smiling on the side walk for no reason. They are just smiling because they are happy, why can't more people just walk down the street with a smile on their face?
I love it when you get a latte at starbucks and the barista actually took the time to make the best foam to top off your latte
I love opening my inbox and finding a facebook message or text from someone i haven't talked too in awhile
I love getting a card in the mail.
I love that moment when you come to a four way stop and no one knows whose turn it is to go and everyone waves everyone on...
I love the moments with your friends when you laugh so hard you pee a little, you're smiling so much your face hurts
I love seeing family and friends you haven't seen in a long time and things are just the way they were when you left
i love a great black and white photo
i love fog in the morning time
i love live versions of songs that last more than 10 minutes
i love sweat pants and long talks
I love the way my dog makes me feel safe
i love winter
I love when my dad calls me
i love when you can pinpoint the exact meal you need to feed your craving and when you get that meal it exceeds your expectations
I love the goose bumps you get when someone says something that truly touches you
i love all the small things...
I think it's so easy to get lost inside a problem that seems so big at the time. It's like a river that's so wide it swallows you whole, While you're sitting around thinking about what you can't change and worrying about all the wrong things, time is flying by,moving so fast you have make it count cause you can't get it back.
I've spent so much of my life crying and worrying about things that may seem as though they matter, when really I can't change them. Why waste my time being unhappy when I should focus on the small joys in life that bring me laughter and joy when I may not notice them.
I love those moments when you can hear the rain coming from a far distance and you hear it hitting the pavement and creeping close toward you.
I love the sound of crisp leaves and they crunch under your feet on the sidewalk.
I love a great song that captures the moment you're in and you feel as though time stops just for that song.
I love warm brownies and cold vanilla ice cream.
I love it when you see someone smiling on the side walk for no reason. They are just smiling because they are happy, why can't more people just walk down the street with a smile on their face?
I love it when you get a latte at starbucks and the barista actually took the time to make the best foam to top off your latte
I love opening my inbox and finding a facebook message or text from someone i haven't talked too in awhile
I love getting a card in the mail.
I love that moment when you come to a four way stop and no one knows whose turn it is to go and everyone waves everyone on...
I love the moments with your friends when you laugh so hard you pee a little, you're smiling so much your face hurts
I love seeing family and friends you haven't seen in a long time and things are just the way they were when you left
i love a great black and white photo
i love fog in the morning time
i love live versions of songs that last more than 10 minutes
i love sweat pants and long talks
I love the way my dog makes me feel safe
i love winter
I love when my dad calls me
i love when you can pinpoint the exact meal you need to feed your craving and when you get that meal it exceeds your expectations
I love the goose bumps you get when someone says something that truly touches you
i love all the small things...
Friday, November 2, 2007
I want to be Six again
I've been thinking lately how great it was to be young. To not know about the complications, let downs, and grief that comes along with growing older.
I want to think M&M's are better than money, because you can eat them. I long for days when life was simple, when all I knew were colors, number, patterns, and rhymes. But it didn't bother me because I didn't know what I didn't know and I didn't care. I want to be happy because I don't know what should make me upset. I want to think that the world is fair and everyone is honest and good. I want to believe that anything is possible.
Sometimes, while i was maturing, I learned too much. I've learned of love, hate prejudice, child abuse, illness, pain, and racism. I want to be six. I want to think that everyone including myself will live forever, because I don't know of death. I want to be oblivious to the complexity of life and be overly excited by the little things. I want to be naive enough tot think that If I'm happy, so is everyone else. I remember no seeing the world as whole, but rather being aware of the little things that concern me directly. I want to wonder what i''ll do when i grow up and what I'll be, who i'll be and not worry about what i'll do when it doesn't work out...
I want to be six again
I want to think M&M's are better than money, because you can eat them. I long for days when life was simple, when all I knew were colors, number, patterns, and rhymes. But it didn't bother me because I didn't know what I didn't know and I didn't care. I want to be happy because I don't know what should make me upset. I want to think that the world is fair and everyone is honest and good. I want to believe that anything is possible.
Sometimes, while i was maturing, I learned too much. I've learned of love, hate prejudice, child abuse, illness, pain, and racism. I want to be six. I want to think that everyone including myself will live forever, because I don't know of death. I want to be oblivious to the complexity of life and be overly excited by the little things. I want to be naive enough tot think that If I'm happy, so is everyone else. I remember no seeing the world as whole, but rather being aware of the little things that concern me directly. I want to wonder what i''ll do when i grow up and what I'll be, who i'll be and not worry about what i'll do when it doesn't work out...
I want to be six again
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