January 2010
11 posts
“the greatest cruelty is our casual blindness to the despair of others.”
dreams into plans
so remember when i said that plans for bearstock were underway and i was really excited? it may be possible that i’m even more excited for it right now.
i’m really hoping that things run smoothly and effieciently. and that my brain doesn’t explode from all the stress of putting together this concert.
but as of now, i’m doing exactly what i love. i’ve never been...
“we are the music makers. and we are the dreamers of dreams.”
eye twitch
so today, my boss gave me an envelope. inside the envelope was a W-2 tax form. it was at this moment i realized that i will legit have to fill out taxes this year. i guess i’m no longer a child.
well, technically.
i suppose it’s one of those rare times that i completely let my mind wander and think about all of the crappy grown up stuff i’m going to have to do. like filing...
turn it off
“i scraped my knees while i was praying and found a demon in my safest haven seems like its getting harder to believe in anything and just to get lost in all my selfish thoughts I wanna know what it’d be like to find perfection in my pride to see nothing in the light but turn it off, in all my spite in all my spite, i’ll turn it off and the worst part is before it gets any better...
12:44 and i'm begging for more
what up new semester. i like you. don’t hurt me.
i feel oddly refreshed. maybe it’s the season of buying new books and blank planners. maybe it’s the dawn of some amazing times that are sure to come (and go by just as fast).
i don’t know what this next semester holds, but i’m really really excited for it to happen.
pray for me to get by unharmed. and if i must be,...
i think i saw you in my sleep, darling
what is this i’m feeling. love? disappointment? confusion.
i’m completely obsessed with la dispute. they’re exactly what i’m in the mood to listen to.
time time time
why is it that i feel so rushed all the time? maybe it has something to do with living in this era, this post 9/11 era, where we are taught to always think ahead. where technology is tripping over itself trying to improve improvements on improved improvisions. where we are expected to make decisions now that will affect the course of the rest of our lives.
i know it’s not just me. it...
another year, another me
it is totally and completely past my bedtime, but i feel obligated to blog. partly due to the dawning of a new year (decade), and partly due to the fact that i just read through some of my old entries and realized i haven’t blogged since the feast. which isn’t ok.
i want to be able to look back and see my thoughts for a certain day, even if they’re just stupid and make no sense...