hehehe i just typed in blooger

ra-ra-ra-ra-raaaaaaandy

wish i could

there was a time when this song would make me smile, get butterflies, and cry all at the same time.

we met in a place i used to go,
now i only walk by it slow,
can't bear to go in without you now,
wish i could,
wish i could,
wish i could,
wish i could.

i want a copy. 

Let's go stargazing.. on May 8th..

"Looking at the stars always makes me dream.  Why, I ask myself, shouldn't the shining dots of the sky be as accessible as the black dots on the map of France?" -Vincent van Gogh

As cliche as it sounds, he's one of my favorite artists. Not really due to the Starry Night, because that may be one of my least favorite of his. However, one of my most frequently visited websites is the collection of Vincent Van Gogh. I've gone through 1000s of his works, pencil/watercolor/oil alike. I've enjoyed most. 


Which is more than I can say for a lot of the artists I've studied.  
And it's not even because we both share similar love for Longfellow's poetry (apparently).


I have you fast in my fortress,
and will not let you depart
But put you down in the dungeon
In the round tower of my heart
And there I shall keep you forever,
Yes, forever and a day
Till the walls shall crumble to ruin
And moulder in dust away!
-The Children's Hour by H.W.L


There's a simple oil work of women working in a vineyard by van Gogh that I want to place in my future living room. I hope I can get a copy on canvas somehow. 


On another note, being without facebook kind of makes giggle. Also, I can't believe I already have a status dedication (according to Ali).  


Sorry to you guys who've lost multiple tagged photos, I'll be back soon.


I think, anyway. 

bangs

why is 10 things so interesting to me?

well not interesting, but i do feel inclined to watch for some reason.

also, drop dead diva is back on june 6th and i'm kind of excited. 

i only wish cristina were able to come here and watch it with me.

i think it's george clooney month on on demand, therefore hey alex.. get excited.

study time. 

oh how easy it is to over complicate things
i wish i could just go back to being that girl that was constantly complacent with doing well in school, secretly crushing, and putting more energy into painting/writing/singing.

i'm listening to coffee by copeland right now.
really. haha.

it's funny, as someone who tries to listen to good, soulful music mostly, i can't help but want to go back and listen to the early november, hellogoodbye, and randomly enough old steel train from time to time. if for nothing more than to remember exact moments of when i first heard those songs.

most of which were with lucas.

oh to be that cool again.

we do the best we can in a small town
act like kids in love when the sun goes down

so we were just sitting there


laughing bout the same lame joke


and even though it wasn't funny at all


we kept laughing...


and the glow,


the uncontrollable glow on our faces from each other's company


was a beauty beyond comparison.


we just smiled at each other,


acknowledging something only you and i knew
  

our friendship not only created a beautiful time,


but a stunning glow quite worthy of the jealous looks across the room.

-written in 2006

i'm really itching to write right now.
anything cohesive.

i should probably try and write something that has a proper ending for once.
i've always started stories and never been able to finish them appropriately.
it's always abrupt.

anyway. today was great and then weird at the same time.

bottom line is:

i love my family and the stability they've provided.

what is the point of this post?? haha.

i just feel blessed sometimes. i always realize it when i'm with jaanki.

ali's birthday
i don't know why i felt the need to get all dolled up
but oh wells

it's pouring outside today

no moes deal

i don't really want to leave the apartment anyway though.


i kind of miss hanging out in the study, not really caring about anything that was due or what needed to be done in the house... just eating too much brusters ice cream and waiting for sarah to get off work so we could go be awesome on her golf cart throughout the neighborhood. or you know, go streaking on the golf course after vowing to play a game of night golf with glow in the dark golf balls.

andrew, stephen, teddy, grant, anthony, blanton, katie, sarah, nina, marlee, loren, molly.... dream team?

oh pablo neruda..

i have named you queen
there are taller ones than you. taller
there are purer ones than you, purer.
there are lovelier than you, lovelier

but you are the queen.

when you go through the streets
no one recognizes you.
no one sees your crystal crown, no one looks
at the carpet of red gold
that you tread as you pass,
the nonexistent carpet.
and when you appear
all the rivers sound
in my body, bells
shake the sky
and a hymn fills the world.

only you and i,
only you and i, my love,
listen to it.