Sunday, January 31, 2010


Well. Isn't this unexpected... or is it? Perhaps it's something that could have been seen from the very beginning. >.< Oh the oddities... I don't know what to think about this. My head is still going around in circles. Hasn't calmed down. It also doesn't help that I was up 'til 6:30 a.m. and slept only 'til 9. I think there's something slightly unhealthy about that... mentally, physically... emotionally.

My head hurts... tons. I'll write more about this tomorrow, when I can put my thoughts together more coherently.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Dale a tu Cuerpo Alegria Macarena

Hm... I really don't have a whole lot to talk about. I went to this "50's, 60's and 70's" fund raiser for one of the orphanages nearby. It was funny because my Mom thought it was a costume party, and we get there and no one else is in costume... later we found out that costumes were optional, I guess we're just so much more fun than other people. Also, my siblings, myself and a friend of mine were the only kids there. And by kids I mean under 35 or so. It was rad. We're so much fun. We danced... and at one point they were having a hula-hoop contest, and they had the macarena. My friend was the only one from our 'group' that was doing the hula hoop so I got up there and started dancing. Soon (about 5 minutes later) almost every single lady (an an occasional man) in the entire place was doing the Macarena. I felt like I started a rebellion or something. It was neat... lol.
Also, the pants of my costume were really long (Oh, it was such a fun costume...) so I had to wear heels. I was literally dancing for about 2 or 3 hours straight... it makes me pretty satisfied to be able to dance like that in heels. So it's interesting... Hm... I'm feeling very much like a girl. But that's okay, 'cause I am one xD.
The origin of the hula hoop is unknown o.O

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Chaotic Undertone

Like love and lust, has roots in the soul.
You drive me mad with your A notes,
Making me wild like a staff with no lines.
Kisses placed randomly on paper as notes turn into high screams and low moans.

Like anger flows through my veins and burns me,
So does the fire produced by every key you hit.
Taking me higher into a world where there is no dissonance,
And every sound, from every voice, melts into one word:

Dances to the sound produced as sweat drips tenderly off your skin.
Hands roaming gently; our hearts the bass, beat, and background.
Hit that note for me, touch me where everything makes sense and I become the star in your opera show. Make me the soprano you know I am While my:

Is Infatuated and drowning in your:


Don't stop Believin'

So what's the deal with Detroit anyways?
I really and truly think that the best breakfast is fried home potatoes, eggs and a good cup of coffee... That's just amazing. It honestly is.
Don't you absolutely love it when you find a new music group that you really enjoy? That you just can't get any of their songs out of your head, all of the lyrics and melodies seem to go with every thing you do every day. You do everything you possibly can do own everyone of their songs? It's one of the best things in the world, I think. It's also very inspiring...
So what is YOUR favourite muse? The thing you like to constantly think about? Is it music? Sports? Books? Love? Perhaps the reason you woke up with a smile on your face? Do, tell.
I love it when a song can have no rhyme or reason and yet still be such a good song.

Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world,
She took the midnight train going anywhere.
Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit.
He took the midnight train going anywhere.
Singer in a smokey room, smell of wine and cheap perfume.
For a smile they can share the night,
it goes on and on and on.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Cookie, Lemondrop and Snapple.

What?! Two posts in one day?? What is this craziness? It's called "nothing better to do".
So I just waited literally about 15 minutes for a tree to fall down (they were sawing it and whatnot at the house below mine) and finally I got fed up with waiting for so long and came inside... and not even 2 minutes later my brother yells "TIMBER!" and it falls. Obviously I didn't get there in time to see it... it was hilarious though. I guess it shows that if you wait just a little longer the patience will reward you. Hehe.
Mm... HUNGER tears at my stomach, ripping it apart like a hungry wolf rips it's prey... oh how lovely huh?

Melting in the Sun

Hm... Work work work! I have a job now. It's an okay job... I'm not very entertained and I have a lot of time where I'm just pacing the grounds trying to not look bored. I'm probably not succeeding though... I've met tons of people and can't remember most of their names. This is not good. Hah. I'm just not really paying attention. Which I should be doing... I'm just rambling. Haha. So I work at the clubhouse of a condominium. I'm like... executive Secretary or something odd like that. Basically, I answer phones, take messages, write emails, make formats for legal stuff (lol), do a lot of translating... run errands. It's very beginner work like stuff. The thing with the job though is that it's in the morning... and I don't do very well with mornings. The only thing that's keeping me alive is my coffee... which I learned quickly that I needed to bring. Haha.
The other thing, actually is that I need a laptop. And I don't have one. This isn't good. I've been using one that they have there but 1- it's very, very, very old... therefor very slow. and, 2- doesn't usually connect to the internet, which isn't good because I need it for a lot that I do.  So I'm trying to think of a way that I could raise like, 800 or so dollars for one. But I'm having timing issues also... and, of course, I really wouldn't want to spend that money on a laptop... I'd rather buy flight tickets somewhere or buy a guitar or something. But oh well... I suppose you gotta do what you gotta do to be able to buy those things I need.
So I'm sitting here on the couch, with a Dr Pepper to my left and my iPod to my right. Music in my ears, words in front of me... It's quite nice. Aaah, and then people I enjoy talking to sign into msn. That's always quite wonderful.
Oh, and on another note I could write about... I don't want to go back to school. I really am dreading returning... for various reasons. One of them being the fact that I'll be seeing my ex everyday and it's not going to be exactly pretty for either of us. I really hate the way we left off... and I wish I could fix it or at least make it better... but I'm afraid that's much easier said than done. I can't bear to look at him right now without feeling a sort of pang of annoyance and frustration... it's not good. I'm hoping once I go back though that we'll just get used to it or something... Somehow sort some of it out. I don't want to spend the entire semester this way. Also, I quit volleyball for the same reason... seeing as he's the Captain of the team. It just wouldn't have been a good idea. But like I said in my last post, I really do miss it. I'm looking for something around here that I could do meantime though... Seeing as I work at this clubhouse I'm going to see if my boss will let me use the gym/pool after I work... that way I'm at least doing something productive with myself and my energy... well, the energy I don't have xD. But I don't have it for the same reason... I'm not doing anything sports-like so it's all... draining or something. It's like how some laptops won't charge completely unless you drain the battery 'till it's all dead. Maybe that's how my body's working... lol.
Hmm... I've written quite a bit. What a surprise. I haven't been able to write almost anything lately because somehow none of what I want to write about will come out into words. It's quite interesting and also annoying. But this seems to work... just sorta rambling. I guess I'll just do this for a while until somehow my inspiration returns to me so I can make more organized and well-written posts. As for now... I'm going to try to write regularly, even if I don't post anything that I write (which is what I had done before... that's why there's posts from dates way back when even though they weren't there on that particular day...).
Anyways, I think that's all I've got to say now.

Everybody's got a song to sing,
Won't you come now, and sing with me?
When you feel like hope is gone, keep holding on.
It doesn't really matter where you're from, or what you've done.
Everybody's got a story to tell.
The times we've tried and the times we've failed.
When you feel like hope is gone, keep holding on.
This is your song.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

For lack of better words... I'm getting ahead of myself. I'm just a small town girl, living in a lonely world... Somehow I didn't think I had a lustful side in me... but I've found it. And it's very ironic timing, might I add. I don't know what to think about it, honestly. I'm just sorta... rolling with it. Not taking it too seriously, enjoying it... really. And it's okay, I think. Aah... I miss exercising. I miss having adrenaline rushing through me and having a good time. Aaah emotional issues. Curse them.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

The moment she turns around, you see the anger in her face. That last remark was not worth the next words out of her mouth: Leave me alone, I never want to see you again. Let me go! Just never think you'll see me ever again. This isn't the fight I want for my life. You've paid me off, in more than I can chew. Just let me go now. And get on with whatever it was that you had before I came here. I hate you, just let me go. I listen to the voice that resounds from your throat. And I realize, I never want to hear it again.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Here we come, walkin' down the street... We get the funniest looks from, everyone we meet! Hey hey we're the monkey's, people say we monkey around. But we're too busy singing, to put anybody down...

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Did you ever?

Did you ever fall for someone you know you shouldn't?
Try hard to fight your feelings, but you just couldn't?
You fall deeper with each passing day,
But try to hide it in every possible way.
He's only a friend, and nothing else--
That's the lie you keeping telling yourself.
You keep on saying he's just a bud,
But deep inside, you're falling in love.
You get so giddy when you meet his eyes,
But keep reminding yourself it isn't right.
A simple glance turns into a stare,
But you pretend that you don't care.
It's "not right" for you two to be.
Is that why you hide it so no one can see?
But how long will you pretend?
Keep lying that he's just a friend?
Perhaps your feelings you can never show.
Perhaps it's "wrong" for him to know.
Your friendship can't be risked over this,
So being his girl is an impossible wish...

-Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Man... why is it that something that I thought I was supposed to do brings me so much discomfort? I thought that it was the right thing... It had been bugging me for days on end, so the obvious solution was there. But now... I just don't even remember why I did it. Why is it that I'm bringing so much pain on to someone that does not deserve it? Or perhaps am I doing the right thing, but for the wrong reason? What is the right reason then? Help!

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Tango to the Moon

To whoever is actually reading this... note the blog link change. I got tired of the other one... haha.

Monday, January 4, 2010

These Boots Were Made For Walkin'


Yes, I'm talking about those medieval torturous devices that women wear now a days... ¬¬ I'm not kidding about the torture part either... Stiletto heels are named after the stiletto dagger, which is a short knife or dagger with a long slender blade primarily used as a stabbing weapon. Its narrow shape, ending in a rigid pointed end, allows it to penetrate deeply...o_o

So, why do women wear heels? 'Cause they're willing to inflict pain on themselves to make their butts look bigger... (Stilettos give the optical illusion of a longer, slimmer leg, a smaller foot, and a greater overall height. They also alter the wearer's posture and gait, flexing the calf muscles, and making the bust and buttocks more prominent.) Or maybe it's 'cause they're short and ... they don't live in Mexico.

Reasons against wearing high-heels, which are almost exclusively health and practicality reasons:
  • they can cause foot pain
  • they can create foot deformities
  • they can cause an unsteady gait
  • they can shorten the wearer's stride
  • they can render the wearer unable to run
  • altered forces at the knee caused by walking in high-heels may predispose to degenerative changes in the knee joint
  • Women who wear high heels frequently have a higher incidence of degenerative joint disease of the knees. This is because they cause a decrease in the normal rotation of the foot which puts more rotation stress on the knee
Reasons for wearing high-heels, which are almost exclusively aesthetic, include:
  • they change the angle of the foot with respect to the lower leg, which accentuates the appearance of calves
  • they change the wearer's posture, requiring a more upright carriage and altering the gait in what is considered a seductive fashion
  • they make the wearer appear taller
  • they make the legs appear longer
  • they make the arches of the feet higher and better defined
  • they make the lower leg muscles more defined
  • they make the gluteus maximus (... butt...) more defined
  • they may improve the tone of a woman's pelvic floor.
So that's what Wikipedia says.  Anyways... I love shoes. I have to admit, that is my guilty pleasure as a girl. I'm... a shoe chick, and although I really dislike heels... If I see some that I want to be able to call my own... I will get them. Ridiculous... I know. Although, I'm really not that bad. If I know I won't wear them at all, ever, then I won't get them and I'll just trudge along. Although most of the time I'll come up with some excuse to show them off. I only own two pairs of heels though. One black and the other red... they're so pretty ^.^ and I've actually got  the chance to wear the black ones: I'm in a play right now, and one of the scenes that I'm doing I get to wear them. So... booyah. xD Aah, I also have some boots with like 4.5" heels... they're really... 0_0

*sigh* I hate heels... ¬¬ There's just some that're so pretty >.< But I gotta start wearing them more often so that my feet don't hurt so much after wards.

Leave the field and leave the fire,
Find the flame of your desire.
Set your heart on this far shore,
and sing your dream to me once more.
Now the time has come to leave,
Keep the flame and still believe.
Know that love with shine through darkness,
One bright star to light the way.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Seasons of Love

And alas. A new year, a new person, a new blog. It's so strange how just a change of numbers on the date makes me feel completely different. I wonder how this year is going to be...

New years resolution? Make money. Perhaps it's a tad shallow, but it's the truth. I have a lot that I want to start doing, places I want to go, people I want to see... And I don't expect others to pay for it. I'd like to get a guitar, I would enjoy visiting a couple people throughout the year. I want to get good grades in school... although that does not consist of money. I'll have to somehow divide my time between school, friends and jobs... I'd like to think I'll still have a social life this year. At least I sure hope so. Heh.

525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes - how do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life?
How about love? Measure in love. Seasons of love.