February 2010
you are one of my best and closest friends, but sometimes i don’t know what to say to you or how to say it. i don’t know what to say to make things better for you. i can’t find your answers. all i know how to do is be there for you. i hope that’s enough.
my weekend.
this weekend taught me that things change. things change, but things get better. change is NOT always bad. can i be lame and quote hannah montana now? yes. Life’s what you make it. (I was going to not quote her, but i don’t know how else to say it). If I stop moping about how things aren’t the same, I realize that things are pretty great. Memories don’t have to be there for...
January 2010
D-Now,
you are once again awesome.
“Don’t long for “the good old days.” This is not wise.”
– Ecclesiastes 7:10
i seem to just slightly recreate memories. i think i unintentionally mold them to fit whatever i want. uh..
baaand.
band is so much more fun when it’s like last year. i used to think that i just hated the change (which normally would be true), but tonight when casey came back, i remembered all the practices from last year, and i realized how much happier everyone was then. we didn’t have people backing out of events. it never ever felt like a chore. we all got along, and when we were moody, we all learned to...
dwatson,
never have i ever seen that. and now i’m really scared and am never watching one tree hill again. hahaha.
i'm not even trying to quote the song, but..
there’s so many things that i would like to say to you, but i don’t know how.
blah.
that is what i feel like. but it’s okay, because i’ve got God on my side. Only One I can count on at all times. Because His love never fails, even when mine does. even when your’s does. it’s a beautiful truth, isn’t it?
first day of making myself run.. success.
i wish you could believe in yourself the way i...
i know you can do it. don’t give up on it, friend. i promise you’ll regret it.
wants.
today in mrs. hartman’s college english 1020 class, we had to write about what we want more than anything in the world. i didn’t really know what to put. I realized I’m afraid to want the things that I’m not certain I’ll get. Like a family. What if that doesn’t happen for me? Will I be okay? And then I thought about music. Sure, music should probably be my...
are you really going to just give up on your dream like that? just like that!? you have worked SO hard all year for this. You are so, so close. Do you know how many people dream of doing what you’re so close to doing? Yeah, a LOT. Don’t let your head get in the way. I know you’re stubborn. But if you think that I’m going to sit here and watch you sulk your dreams and goals...
something i should think about.
what matters? what doesn’t?
it's time.
when i was a freshman, i used to look at the seniors who were graduating and i just didn’t understand how they dealt with the fact that they were moving away to college and leaving their friends behind. i completely dreaded it. but now? now i am totally suffocating like this. i really really need to just move on with life and get away from all this. it’s time.
trying to learn how to cook more has caused me to gain three pounds. hahaha in need of a daily exercise routine? i’m thinking yes.
i'm in a really weird mood.
i’m ridiculously mellow. i don’t really feel anything right now. just calm. but my friend is texting me and i’m being really moody towards them. he pointed it out, and i didn’t really stop. i’m still being moody. i don’t know why. i’m not trying to be rude. i’m just not going to act excited about stuff that i’m not actually excited about....
so like.. five months ago, i started the perks of being a wallflower. i never finished it. i sorta want to.
i don’t understand at all. (and i don’t think i want to.) I’m not asking, so don’t tell me.
“Nothing in the world is more common than unsuccessful people with talent. Leave...”
– Banksy (via quote-book)
just so you know..
for your information, if i actually wanted to get a tattoo, i would. nothing that comes out of your mouth actually had any control of that.
and i am so tired. tired all the time.
mmm, i am excited
for tonight. cooking with my best friend in the entire world. and going to a tattoo parlor. interesting..
why can’t time just slow down? please, please slow down..
thursday
is for taking a relaxing bubble bath before studying for my two major tests that i am sure to fail.. while listening to dispatch. sorry band practice, couldn’t fit you in the schedule for today. i think that’s the first time in two years..
i want so badly to tell her that she doesn’t really need the attention she tries so hard to draw to herself. i wish she could just learn to love herself. if she could do that, i think other people could too. attempting to start nasty rumors about herself will not get her anywhere that she really wants to go..
i need want new music.
running.
everyone always seems like they’re running from something. something big, something small. something right, something wrong. but where are you running? who are you running to?
“What on earth is going on in my heart?
Has it turned as cold as stone?
Seems...”
– david grey, “my oh my”
everybody wishes they were just like everyone.
friend,
i’m extremely jealous of your ability to never worry. you make it really simple: everything is going to be okay, so don’t worry about it. you also tell me that there are just some things that i can’t change. although i hate that concept, i know you’re right. i’m aware that i will probably never reach that level of understanding that life is life and it goes on.
nickkk,
i’ll totally try that one next time. it sounds delicious.
so this is how it goes.
nfrank2:
beautyandthemess:
Here is my crazy weekend for those who care. I’ll do my best to skip the personal little details and the “had to be there” moments. :)
So recording in a Nashville is anything but glamorous. We woke up at five AM, hit the road for what seemed like DAYS and finally arrived around 11ish. Then we unloaded the van we rented and did sound check stuff for like.. ever. So...
so this is how it goes.
Here is my crazy weekend for those who care. I’ll do my best to skip the personal little details and the “had to be there” moments. :)
So recording in a Nashville is anything but glamorous. We woke up at five AM, hit the road for what seemed like DAYS and finally arrived around 11ish. Then we unloaded the van we rented and did sound check stuff for like.. ever. So then the guys...
nashville is tiring.
but we had so much fun… i hope it turns out well.
I was under the impression that Jacob was picking me up at 5:30. I just reread his text and he said 6:30. That is unfortunate. Goodbye, hour of sleep that i could have had…
but hello, Nashville :)