Pep talk: Let’s talk worst case scenarios, shall we? Let’s say you really fuck up and get fired, what then? You pack your shit and get out of there, that’s what. Then you hold your head high and remember that that job didn’t define you. Then you forgive yourself for your mistakes and you try to…
Sooo… remember a few days back when I said The Great Salt Lake was my favorite song? WELL it’s not COMPLETELY untrue. At the moment I can’t stop listening to it but I also want to make a note that one of my ALL TIME favorite songs is Wonderwall By Oasis. :) And here it is to make sweet, sweet loving to your eardrums.
…afterall, you’re my wonderwall.
p.s. I’d like think that you think about me sometimes.
This one is really difficult for me. Not that I read a lot of books but I don’t believe that I’ve actually read a BAD book. I read a lot of Jodi Picoult. And when I was younger my favorite book was Tallahassee Higgins. It was a drama based on a teenage girl. Go figure. Anyway as I was saying, Jodi Picoult has been working wonders with my brain. It’s not too difficult to read but it makes you think and all of them that I have read so far include a court room and some sort of big problem.
Anyway- I’m going to go with Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult. AND my second one would be The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky.
I like Nineteen minutes because it keeps you guessing throughout the entire thing, it makes you want to cry and laugh and never want to put down the book.
"I don’t know what you think of me. And you certainly would never picture us together. But probably peanut butter was just peanut butter for a long time, before someone ever thought of pairing it with jelly. And there was salt, but it started to taste better when there was pepper. And what’s the point of butter without bread? (Why are all these examples of FOODS?!!?!?!?!?!?!) Anyway by myself I’m nothing special. But with you I could be." — Jodi Picoult (Nineteen Minutes)
I like the perks of being a wallflower because I feel like it’s me reading it. I feel like he talks EXACTLY like me. He is essentially me, minus the whole drug thing. His mind works the same way mine does. :) Okay, That’s my fav.
"I hope it’s the kind of second side that he can listen to whenever he drives alone and feel like he belongs to something whenever he’s sad. I hope it can be that for him."-The perks of being a wallflower in reference to making a mixed tape.
I want to read it again soon. It’d be the fourth time. Yes. I will.
Sometimes when I’m driving in the car with him and a good song comes on I get an overwhelming feeling of total and complete happiness. Or, if I’m laying next to him and I feel whole, I make a mental note to remember that moment for the rest of my life. I can never remember any of these moments in particular but I remember the feeling and I remember telling myself I want to remember forever. I guess that’s all I need, to know that I was feeling infinite at one point and to know that it will happen again. :)
“What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.”— Chuck Palahniuk
I hate questions like these because I am a movie fanatic. Its hard to choose one. It’s between this one and almost famous. Two Cameron Crowe movies. I don’t believe Cameron Crowe ever fails. BUT I also LOVE Juno. Anyway,
Day 01 — Your favorite song Day 02 — Your favorite movie Day 03 — Your favorite television program. Day 04 — Your favorite book Day 05 — Your favorite quote. Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad Day 09 — A photo you took Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 13 — A fictional book Day 14 — A non-fictional book Day 15 — A fanpic Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly) Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.) Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 19 — A talent of yours Day 20 — A hobby of yours Day 21 — A recipe Day 22 — A website Day 23 — A YouTube video Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 25 — Your day, in great detail Day 26 — Your week, in great detail Day 27 — This month, in great detail Day 28 — This year, in great detail Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancy
You don’t affect me as much as you think you do so stop feeling satisfied by your games. They are pointless and are doing you no good. I suppose they are entertaining for me to watch and makes for some good dreams.
Speaking of dreams, I need to write a few down.
I’m going to do what I’m going to do and thats how it goes. I’ll do it at my speed, I’ll say what I want to do and what I don’t want to do anddddd you’ll like it. :)
I’m in a goofy mood.
Good night with Scott, Mary and Josh though. We made Tacos, they drank beer, and we watched SNL.
People think about religion too much. In my opinion. Let people believe in what they believe in. If someone believes in Jesus Christ, let them. If someone believes in Santa, let them!! If someone wants to believe that a grain of sand created the earth, let them. If someone doesn’t want to believe anything at all, let them! I don’t understand why people have to judge. Just because someone claims to be a christian doesn’t mean they act like a christian. Just because someone doesn’t believe in anything at all, doesn’t mean they worship the devil or are moraless people. I think it’s great for people to believe in different things. It means different practices, different funeral rituals, different everything! How boring would life be if everyone did the same thing all of the time? No one should press their religion on anyone else, at any time. And I don’t really think it’s fair to bash peoples beliefs either! I understand that wars are started over religion. I get it. But, if it wasn’t religion, it would be something else, ya know? It’s sad. I mean I’m not for the war or anything, that’s a completely different thing. But if someone believes in something and it makes them feel safe, or happy, let them! I love people. Well, most people. :) I might edit later. Who knows.
In a matter of about 20 minutes, my emotional energy plummeted. I’m exhausted. Seriously warn out. I feel like someone took my brain and put it in the dryer and is now making me work hard to walk straight. I hope my brother learns how to respect people. It’s almost getting passed the point of no return. I’m almost just done for good.
On a lighter note, Josh is reading upstairs on my bed. Falling asleep next to him is going to be the highlight of my day.
I have AEROBICS today! Woo-hoo. Josh’s text this morning was “I like your fit body, toight” ahaha. It’s flattering, really. It’s not FIT or TOIGHT but I’ll take it. It’s definitely in better shape now from when I started.
Last night I watched American Idol with my mom and my sister. We played a lot. Madelyn is getting so big. Then I went over to Jessie’s to watch Glee with her family and Britt. It was VERY interesting. I don’t watch it, so I’m not a fanatic like many people but I’m falling into it. I had a jaw dropping moment, so that’s how you know a show is sucking you in. They made fruit pizza. It was delish.
Next weekend, not this one, I’m going to indy. Inbirdseye has a show and Josh is a bass filler. They put on a great show. I’m actually very excited.
Fridayyyyyyyy-Jessie and I are going shopping. I believe. If not, I’m going by myself! I’m bound and determined to find something. I need sunglasses, a black bra, and a dress maybe? We’ll see.
Oh goodnesssssss. Oh GOODNESS. I care about people way too much. Seriously. I could hardly know you and when your world is crashing down, mine is too. I’m sure not nearly as bad, but I really enjoy talking to people and being there for people. I love people in general. I need to go to bed because my brain is on boring mode. I don’t have anything good to say. The end.
My dreams seriously get the best of me. It fascinates me. This morning I was half awake and half asleep or something, I must have been dreaming still. I heard my mom and my sister leaving for work and all of a sudden I kept hearing this pounding noise like shoes in a dryer but even louder. I wanted to go figure out what it was but I was trapped inside my body. It wouldn’t move. So eventually I fell back asleep. Later in the day I asked them what the pounding noise was and they had NO idea what I was talking about. I was hallucinating, well dreaming I suppose.
I haven’t had vivid enough dreams to write them down lately. I’m slightly upset about it because I sleep with my dream book RIGHT next to my bed and I actually get excited to write in it in the mornings but I haven’t really had anything to write. I’ve had, you know, random dream thoughts where you remember that you had a dream ABOUT a person but that’s about it.
I feel like I miss a lot of people lately. And the worst part is that I can’t do anything about it. The people I miss, it’s not like I can call them up and say “hey, I miss you” for different reasons depending on each person.
It’s imperative that you remember that you are worth something to someone. You might not even know that this person exists. Maybe the most you have ever shared is a smile that, for them, lasted an eternity. Don’t forget that you may be their everything, and without their everything, they are nothing.
I should be italian or something. I just made killer penne noodles with roasted red peppers and pesto. YUM. Lunch win.
On a different note. I’m listening to The Arcade Fire Pandora station and it’s making me feel GREAT. I’d really like to invent a chip or something that has pandora radio on it and you can mentally turn it on and turn it off as you please. It will just play throughout your brain as if you were hearing it through your computer. AAH. It would be great. During a good kiss you could turn on the perfect music. During a good walk you could turn on good music. HA! Dootin doo.