Saturday, February 27, 2010


this has been my day today...

it is three fourty and i am still in my pajamas

i tripped up the stairs twice

i dreamed i was famous.

i said lots of things that i don't remember

i ate a quesadilla

i discovered a rather large bruise on my hip

i watched what not to wear.

i chewed some gum.

life is good.


i've decided. i am a gypsy. yes a gypsy. certain someones may decide to call it a hermit. but i think i'm a gypsy. i have long black hair, enjoy being alone, and am quite amazing on the tambourine. gypsies have friends... but they are perfectly content with being alone. i do not have a best friend really. many best friends... but no stereotypical singular one on one bestest best buddy. but that is okay. life as gypsy is grand. i love it.


i've had some pretty amazing adventures lately with two blonde girls named Coka and Sarah. (they are pretty important cause usually i don't capitalize.) it makes me giggle that of all the friends i could have in the world my two little blondies are always the most... indescribably adventurous.

several weeks ago...

sarah kidnapped coka for her birthday. i wasn't there for the kidnapping but i was there to witness that she was handcuffed and blindfolded in the front seat. we ate breakfast and celebrated her womandom.

one week ago...

we pudding bombed coka. and discovered how fiesty she is. and that sir william is a pansy.

one day ago...

we jumped a wall into the private property of one sir eli robison. we are creeps. we made a funny phone call, which i still don't quite know why he answered. white people aren't very smart.

that same night...

we put balloons and love notes in two people's cars. and attempted to put them in eli's bed... but we almost got caught... again.

the uh-oh oreo trio is unstoppably adventurous... the white ones more so then the brown center... but you only live life once. so jump those walls and bomb those friends... highschoolhood is short.

Friday, February 26, 2010


Dear world,

Life. is hard. so INsanely hard.
so unimaginably hard.
Being the people that we are
makes us different.
and everybody reacts
differently to life.
and so it goes.
life happens... whether we want it to
or not.
take it and run.
don't let it stop you
from being the you
you know you want to be.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

shut up.

when life sucks. shut up and take it. life wasn't meant to be easy, it was meant to be tough. and if you think you are the only one in this world that is having a hard time, you are completely wrong. so completely wrong. so shut your mouth and stop complaining. some people even have it worse than you. you are just being a selfish attention seeking person. find the good in life. cause sitting there whining isn't going to do anything for you.

Saturday, February 20, 2010


watching snow fall.
summer days.
bare feet.
forehead kisses.
mismatched socks.
crunchy autumn leaves.
dinky friendship bracelets.
sleep overs & secrets.
yoga on a bad day.
unexpected texts.
nick names.
braiding hair.
sitting on my roof.
cello music.
words with double letters.
eye contact.
blue skies.
gloomy days.
the smell of rain on asphalt.
making people laugh.
smile lines.
small hands.
foggy nights.
swim suits.
black&white photography.
photo shoots.
playing dress up.
toe rings.
barbie dolls.
drunken karaoke.
stupid games.
sisters (sometimes).
the smell of coffee and books.
read on friday nights.
red polo shirts.
chickflicks & popcorn
inspirational pick me ups.
true friends.
playing piano.
the future.
pink paper.
sparkly fingernails.
changing the font sizes.
vintage things.
warm toes.
happy tears.
a zitless face.
the question game.
being alive.
spinning until you fall over.
pineapple on pizza.
collecting movie stubs.
having a memory box.
leopard seals.
writing notes.
deep conversations.
paint fights.
profound quotes.
good grades.
funny movies.
dancing like no one is watching.
movie posters.
being little.
second chances.
long hugs.
running through the sprinklers.
being weird.
sitting in the water.

Thursday, February 18, 2010


{sometimes} the most beautiful things in this life hurt the most. take for instance dance. bruises will cover the most gorgeous of dancers legs. and another example love. love is the greatest thing in the world. but it will always sting the most. and so it goes {and so it goes.} you have to be able to work for beauty. it's going to hurt. but the pain makes it that much more {beautiful}.

Sunday, February 7, 2010


sometimes something pops in my head and it won't go away. and i have no idea why. life is a mystery.

Saturday, February 6, 2010


life is alot easier than we think it is. you are born, you live, you make mistakes you die. simple. with being human comes the ability to think too hard. we are always finding ways to lengthen life, to suspend death. but if you try so hard to find ways to cheat death. you miss out on living. life happens when it happens. live like it's your last. that is the best way to cheat death. no regrets.