Friday, May 28, 2010

Soaked to the Marrow of Our Bones

Yesterday was a blast. It sucks that i have no pictures of it.

I woke up at 12:25 (5 min before my alarm) to Chaiya calling to wake me up. Not s exciting until I hard the reason. It was time to go to the movies. Letters To Juliet was incredible. I really and truly love every part of it. Her fiance was an absolute jerk. Claire was such an adorable grama figure.

After the movie and a few tears we got to go eat at Sonic It's weird how I don't have much of an appetite these days. Kinda sucks since every time I eat I generally get nauseous. Anyways, at Sonic I had a stroke of brilliance. It as pretty warm out and I felt like washing cars. So why not turn it into doing something nice for someone?

We decided to get Dylan to bring us his Mom's van so w could wash it and surprise her. We got balloons and cookie dough and headed back home to get started. The cookies are the most amazing ever! The Nestle Toll House tub of cookie dough makes the best darned chocolate chip cookies I have ever had. We baked cookies and waited around for Dylan to bring the car.

Once he showed up we pulled out the hose and cleaning supplies and got started. I started of course by beginning the soakage of my car cleaning colleagues. After we first washed the soda soaked hood of Chaiya's car we decided to wash our hair. Wish shampoo. With the hose. All three of us. Awesome.

After we had washed the car and sufficiently soaked one another completely we decided we all wanted some toaster strudel. Naturally we didn't change first. Cuz, you know, who wouldn't want to walk into Walmart sopping wet and dripping. Only sane people would enjoy a lame "adventure" like that. But we three are true adventurers.

Low and behold we get to the story and as I'm getting out I hear "uhhhhh" coming from Dylan. He had forgotten to grab his shoes before we left. Smart one. Luckily Chaiya a.k.a. Wise One came to the rescue. Dylan used Chaiya's shoes since her pants were long enough that no one could tell she was barefoot.

And so, there we were. Soaked to the marrow of our bones. Chaiya barefoot. Oh the things we do in Walmart.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

I wear my sunglasses as I howl at the moon

I never knew how freeing it would be to actually howl at the moon. Have you ever done it? Driving down the rode in a car with the top down, the wind streaming through your hair, throwing your head back and letting loose. Not yelling but howling. At the moon. It's exhilirating. Freeing. Fun. Try it some time. You will feel the freedom running through your viens.


Short note today. Can't sleep but i'm getting tired now. And not feeling so hot. Turns out that Berry Colosal Crunch at 3:30 am doesnt exactly sooth the stomach. Not sure what the second bowl was for. I'm trying to put out happy lots to the universe. I wonder what it will help. I just have a feeling it will. I love you all. Goodnight

Monday, May 24, 2010

Did you hear?

Did you hear about the girl in the tower? With her hair so long and luscious? How about the farmers daughter that spun spools of string to gold? And then there was the one that lost her shoe, ever heard that one? Ya, me either. But it's ok, I'm getting along fine without the stories told to young girls around the world. At least I dont have false hopes of soft golden locks, glass high heels and a "Prince Charming" coming to my rescue. I for one know that I must rescue myself. I know that no strappy, good looking, broad shouldered man-boy is just going to come and sweep me off my feet and take me to his castle on a mountaintop. At least not without an alterior motive. I have the power to love myself without pretending. It may be hard at times but is what I need to aim for.

Did you here about the girl who drowned the whole world with her tears? Ya, I've definetly heard that one. It's a hard road but in the end it will be worth it.

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Sunday, May 23, 2010

How does one express true emotion when it isn't clear exactly what that is? How does one love when the art of loving another has never been taught? How is one honest with another when unable to be honest with oneself? How does one know what to say when the powers of speech have never been learned? How does one trust when one's heart is still broken?

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Saturday, May 22, 2010

Water Baseball

I still have chills running through me from playing water baseball about 5 hours ago. It was so windy but it was so much fun! I wish I had been able to take pictures but at the same time I'm so glad that I was able to just enjoy myself and have fun =) I didn't realize how much I missed the feeling of the wind running through my hair as I run from base to base. So exhilirating!

In a few hours I get to go star gazing with Chaiya, Cayden and Dylan. I havn't gone stargazing in a long while so I'm pretty excited about that. I'm going to try to get some cool pictures with flash lights. I just have to figure out how to do it with my new camera. I learned about light photography in my highscool photography class. Its so cool and I've been meaning to try it for a while.

Here are a couple pictures I took the other day. Enjoy.

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My first blog post Not requiered by a teacher =)

So from now on, since i dont need this blog for english class, it really will be my own. Not sure how often i will get to it but I will for sure try my best to post frequently.