Who would have thunk it? Me- the girl DYING to get out of Columbus, Ohio. Dying to get away, run away, get the FUCK out of here...has decided to stay another year. In May, I signed a lease for a two bedroom on 1st Ave in Victorian Village. Needless to say, I love it. I have a porch, my room is slowly becoming my own, I ride my bike everywhere, I love my friends. I also got a second job serving at Buca Di Beppo in the Arena District ($$$$$$$$$).
Slowly starting to sing again, mainly with Atom, & will hopefully be performing a few songs at open mic night next week.
Dated a few dudes, total duds (combing out the bad ones, making room for the good ones). But I still learned so much about...well, everything.
I look forward to the future and what it holds for me.
8/03/2010
12/29/2009
Any Year>2009
I am so looking forward to 2010.
It's odd because 2009 had many a milestone in it: Graduating college, moving back home, working for a living, not being a student, ect,ect... But I can truly say that it was the worst year of my 22 year old existence. Not only for the bad luck that seemed to follow me everywhere but for the truths I learned about humanity in general. Truths and realizations that will never reverse themselves and will never change no matter how old I get.
I loved and I lost. I learned that no matter how much you care for a person, that doesn't meant that you should be with them. I learned that people are people and will do horrible and shitty things to you. Just like you do horrible and shitty things to them. We're all hypocrites. We're all lovers. We all make mistakes. It's about knowing when to forgive, when to forget and when to move the fuck on. I learned that falling asleep sober at 9:30 in the evening and waking up at 9 in the morning is much more enjoyable than being wasted till 4 in the morning and having to wake up in 3 hours. I learned that it is not wise to eat Taco Bell, McDonalds, or Wendy's at 3 in the morning after drinking JUST because it's by your house and they're open. C'mon fatty fatterton.
I am now a runner. I am also the skinniest I have ever been. I feel good but I also know that there is a long road ahead of me if I want to be the movie star I dream of...
(After I wrote all this, I can't help but feel that I learned such life lessons that it might be a positive thing!)
I know it's silly but I feel really, REALLY positively for 2010. And what a better way to start off the New Year than with a positive attitude???
So I'd like to take this time to apologize to all those that I offended in the year of 2009. To also thank all of you that brought such positivity and love into my life at such happy and also horrible times!
I bought a DREAM BOARD yesterday. A DREAM BOARD is basically a cork board, some index cards and tacks. I will write my dreams/goals on the cards no matter how big or small the dream may be and stick them up there. The object is to achieve these goals but to also continue adding more goals to the board so it is never empty and I am never done achieving!
2010:
Care wayyyy less of what people think of me
Love
Go on 15 dates, AT LEAST!
Move to NYC
Meet new people
Master the guitar
Become more socially graceful
Have more fun and take bolder risks with my style
Learn to live completely on my own
Knit a scarf
Go ice skating at Rockefeller
Make love with no inhibitions
Audition
Be happy
I love you all. Thank you.
BUT TO ANY BITCHES WEARING MY LEOPARD PRINT DRESS FROM RODARTE FOR TARGET ON NYE, I WILL RIP YOUR HAIR OUT!
<3
11/22/2009
dreamzzz
I dream almost every night and can remember most of them. I have always had very surreal, intense and possibly psychotic dreams/nightmares. I remember dreams from when I was 3 or 4 and even how they made me feel. Random things/situations/objects can also trigger me to remember dreams from years ago. I dream in color.
I had this nightmare last night, that you are soon to hear about. When I forced myself to wake up from the dream, I immediately grabbed my phone and texted Kate because she shares my weird dream problem.
THE DREAM
I was in a city, which was a mix between Pittsburgh and Columbus. I was constantly calling my mother but she could not be reached. Suddenly, everyone started to flee but no one that I was with would leave with me. I ended up with Jen B., a girl from Pittsburgh who is not a close friend and I haven't spoken with in over 6 months. We are walking around this almost abandoned city when everything starts to get dark and the wind starts to pick up. We dash underneath a high rise building for coverage. The wind storm gets worse and worse. I know in my dream that this is the end up of the world. Armageddon. Across the river are more buildings and we can see the outline of all them where we sit. Slowly, all the electricity goes out of each building one by one. We sit in darkness and silence until we hear the chime of church bells all around us. We sit there until a black homeless man comes up to Jen and I. He wants to do something sexual with us since it's the end of the world. Jen agrees to kiss him. A boy I know from Pittsburgh then throws the man off Jen and starts to beat the shit out of him. Jen and I sit there, astonished to what is all happening around us. When we look up and see that there are other people still in the city and are slowing starting to emerge. Antolin appears and asks what the black man is doing to us. The man hauls off and hits Antolin, causing his eyes to bleed. He falls to his knees and blood goes everywhere. It starts flowing down the streets. We then start to hear screams. We look up and there is man coming out of one of the tunnels and is shooting the survivors. He kept screaming that this is for everyone who doesn't like Columbus and doesn't like his cat named, "Puppy". I woke myself up at this point.
Why do we dream these things? How did it get conjured up in our sub conscience? Are these fucked up dreams supposed to relay something important to my everyday life?
Regardless, I love my dreams. Albeit, they're crazy, sometimes scary and leave me in an emotional haze all day long, I would not want to be rid of them.
p.s.- Thanks dream, for ending on such a weird/funny note.
I had this nightmare last night, that you are soon to hear about. When I forced myself to wake up from the dream, I immediately grabbed my phone and texted Kate because she shares my weird dream problem.
THE DREAM
I was in a city, which was a mix between Pittsburgh and Columbus. I was constantly calling my mother but she could not be reached. Suddenly, everyone started to flee but no one that I was with would leave with me. I ended up with Jen B., a girl from Pittsburgh who is not a close friend and I haven't spoken with in over 6 months. We are walking around this almost abandoned city when everything starts to get dark and the wind starts to pick up. We dash underneath a high rise building for coverage. The wind storm gets worse and worse. I know in my dream that this is the end up of the world. Armageddon. Across the river are more buildings and we can see the outline of all them where we sit. Slowly, all the electricity goes out of each building one by one. We sit in darkness and silence until we hear the chime of church bells all around us. We sit there until a black homeless man comes up to Jen and I. He wants to do something sexual with us since it's the end of the world. Jen agrees to kiss him. A boy I know from Pittsburgh then throws the man off Jen and starts to beat the shit out of him. Jen and I sit there, astonished to what is all happening around us. When we look up and see that there are other people still in the city and are slowing starting to emerge. Antolin appears and asks what the black man is doing to us. The man hauls off and hits Antolin, causing his eyes to bleed. He falls to his knees and blood goes everywhere. It starts flowing down the streets. We then start to hear screams. We look up and there is man coming out of one of the tunnels and is shooting the survivors. He kept screaming that this is for everyone who doesn't like Columbus and doesn't like his cat named, "Puppy". I woke myself up at this point.
Why do we dream these things? How did it get conjured up in our sub conscience? Are these fucked up dreams supposed to relay something important to my everyday life?
Regardless, I love my dreams. Albeit, they're crazy, sometimes scary and leave me in an emotional haze all day long, I would not want to be rid of them.
p.s.- Thanks dream, for ending on such a weird/funny note.
11/13/2009
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
This song is like a punch in the gut and a mind blowing orgasm at the same time.
11/06/2009
10/26/2009
10/15/2009
2 crows cancel the bad luck out
This summer was the longest summer of my life and not in a good way.
Things have changed and that's always good. Change is welcomed in my life and I've always had that opinion (even though I'm the girl with the odd rituals/routines concerning almost every aspect of my life, especially food. I like major change). So in other words, BRING IT ON LIFE! I'M READY!
Lately I've been seeing crows in even numbers. 1 crow=bad luck. 2 crows=good luck.
It's about goddamn time!
Things have changed and that's always good. Change is welcomed in my life and I've always had that opinion (even though I'm the girl with the odd rituals/routines concerning almost every aspect of my life, especially food. I like major change). So in other words, BRING IT ON LIFE! I'M READY!
Lately I've been seeing crows in even numbers. 1 crow=bad luck. 2 crows=good luck.
It's about goddamn time!
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