There are a few days I've had that for some reason I've loved and wanted to happen over again,
this was one of them.
I miss it a lot.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Highlight of life. Or at least that part of it, anyway.
There are a few days I've had that for some reason I've loved and wanted to happen over again,
this was one of them.
I miss it a lot.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
I had the frigging wierdest dreams last night.
Ok I have ANOTHER IDEA FOR A BLOG.
I used to dream all the time. And now I don't, but last night I had two dreams, and they were super-vivid, and it was so strange, I just had to blog about it.
DREAM ONE.
I don't remember it that well.. but here goes.
I remember I was really scared of something, and no one believed it was true, I think it was something about a person, or a party. And everyone told me to snap out of it. I ran away as fast as I could, first on foot, then a horse, then a bus. I was really scared, and kept getting lost, and I didn't know where I was going. Then I met people who I thought were my friends, and one of them gave me a postcard (at this point I was starting to wake up), and when I read the postcard I started screaming. I don't know if I was actually screaming or not. I don't think I was...
DREAM TWO/THREE MORPHED INTO ONE CUZ THAT'S HOW I DREAMT IT.
I really wanted to go to my brothers graduation, and I was really worried that I would miss it, so I set my alarm clock five hours before I was actually supposed to get there. I got all dressed up and went to the school auditorium (but it was a different shape then it actually is). The kindergartens were doing a play, and while I was watching, some girls from my brother's class said that I HAD to be in a dance with them, so I was, and I did horrible. Then my Spanish teacher came out of nowhere and started raving about "the girl behind me" and I turned around there was some random chick from school (who happens to be someone my Spanish teacher actually raves about in Spanish). And then I realized I had an audition. Before my audition (in my school's theatre), I said I wanted to sing a song. Thea was there and I told her she HAD to let someone know I sang this song for them, and I made a big point of dedicating it to this person. I can't remember the actual song, I think it was Regina Spektor. Then the auditorium turned into a huge stadium with a million people, and I was getting ready to play baseball, and the coach was a combination of Jared and my gym teacher. Suddenly he turned around and asked me what I was doing there, and said I had to be singing. So I was back in my schools auditorium and everyone was cheering and saying I was amazing, and that I got the part, and that both of my songs were brilliant. And then I remember my brother's graduation. When I got there, it was over. I cried because I had wanted to be there. Then I woke up.
THE END.
IS MY HEAD WACK OR WHAT?!
I used to dream all the time. And now I don't, but last night I had two dreams, and they were super-vivid, and it was so strange, I just had to blog about it.
DREAM ONE.
I don't remember it that well.. but here goes.
I remember I was really scared of something, and no one believed it was true, I think it was something about a person, or a party. And everyone told me to snap out of it. I ran away as fast as I could, first on foot, then a horse, then a bus. I was really scared, and kept getting lost, and I didn't know where I was going. Then I met people who I thought were my friends, and one of them gave me a postcard (at this point I was starting to wake up), and when I read the postcard I started screaming. I don't know if I was actually screaming or not. I don't think I was...
DREAM TWO/THREE MORPHED INTO ONE CUZ THAT'S HOW I DREAMT IT.
I really wanted to go to my brothers graduation, and I was really worried that I would miss it, so I set my alarm clock five hours before I was actually supposed to get there. I got all dressed up and went to the school auditorium (but it was a different shape then it actually is). The kindergartens were doing a play, and while I was watching, some girls from my brother's class said that I HAD to be in a dance with them, so I was, and I did horrible. Then my Spanish teacher came out of nowhere and started raving about "the girl behind me" and I turned around there was some random chick from school (who happens to be someone my Spanish teacher actually raves about in Spanish). And then I realized I had an audition. Before my audition (in my school's theatre), I said I wanted to sing a song. Thea was there and I told her she HAD to let someone know I sang this song for them, and I made a big point of dedicating it to this person. I can't remember the actual song, I think it was Regina Spektor. Then the auditorium turned into a huge stadium with a million people, and I was getting ready to play baseball, and the coach was a combination of Jared and my gym teacher. Suddenly he turned around and asked me what I was doing there, and said I had to be singing. So I was back in my schools auditorium and everyone was cheering and saying I was amazing, and that I got the part, and that both of my songs were brilliant. And then I remember my brother's graduation. When I got there, it was over. I cried because I had wanted to be there. Then I woke up.
THE END.
IS MY HEAD WACK OR WHAT?!
Saturday, June 7, 2008
you know who you are,
I really want to be a photographer, and go all over the world, and just take pictures of everything. And I want to surprise people, show them a side of things they've never seen before. I wouldn't even care how much money I made... as long as it would be enough to travel from place to place. And then, when I've run out of all my money, I'd come back home, or better yet settle down in Barcelona, or New York, and take photographs of fashionable people drinking lattes, and reading some trendy book. Then I'd go to the slums, and take pictures there, and then hang the two sets side by side as a reminder.
I could do that or be a superhero. I haven't quite decided yet.
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