CaN yoU sEE thE ORaNgE?
I like how recently everyone has embraced the idea of their xanga. It makes my life a lot easier when trying to find out what is going on with my friends and how completely random some of them are. I found a couple of girls who went to college and now hae correspondence with them! It makes me smile inside to know that their college expirience is going well, despite the ups and downs. That is the most important thing, just being happy.
I did get my hair cut and i do love it. And i do love that i dyded the entire thing. I needed a drastic change. Something about long brown hair just says sad little girl to me. Short and cherrycoke says mmm she is havin some fun. I even felt better at work last night. I don't know, my mood has been changed by my hair? Yes, i guess that is the best way to put it.
I couldn't decide what i was going to be at Alix's halloween party that is tonight. I didn't even know if i was going to go, honestly wasn't going to make that much of an effort. But she called me a few minutes ago and got me really hyped for it! I can't wait! And i think i might go as an ancient greek. I always wanted to wear a toga..... but then again i have this sweet leather jacket and all of this gel... i could go punk. I mean it is halloween right? When would i have another chance like this? I don't know... we'll just have to see what kind of mood i'm in tonight.
You know, i have to go to work today and i am not dreading at all. What would i do if i didn't have work? Heids and David went to cedar point for her birthday and she said she would invite me if there was anymore room in the car, but that was okay. I am happy that i will get to hear some pretty funny stories when she comes back. I guess i will just do some homework until it is almost time to go to work. Before i definately need to buy cell minutes seeing as how i was cut off earlier. And, hmmm i could really use one last nap, perhaps where i can do it in the buff and under warm artificial sunshine. Sounds like the perfect afternoon.
Oh, something about death cab for cutie right now, i just can't listen to them. weird i know. Well i mean it's not even all their songs that i have trouble listening to it's just two, Transatlantacism and Tiny Vessels. Probably because i couldn't stop listening to them no less than a week ago. But in general Ben Gibbards voice is just not soothing me anymore. I think we need a hearty break, just like the trapeze swinger break of '05. It was difficult, but we are gonna work through this. (Note that the postal service does not rub me the wrong way at all and it is the same voice. WTF?)
Something amazing related to music on the other hand, I made a new sleeping playlist to play whenever i am sleepin (go figure right?) and at the same point i fall asleep. It has first she went to russia by Dan Stevenson, then Strage and Beautiful (I'll Put A Spell On You) by Agualung, then Play Crack the Sky by Brand New. That is when i fall asleep everytime. And my play list is very random so that song plays five times in a row and then Aqualung plays again. I am always fast asleep and i can't hear anything. Then all of a sudden i open my eyes and i can hear the sound rush back in. I am literally deaf for a few minutes and then i hear Aqualung. There is most definately something about Play Crack the Sky that i can't put my finger on, but it has an effect over me. Wicked.
I remember when i was little that i used to watch Bugs Bunny religiously. I was in love with him and may have even said that i would marry him if he asked me. He used to give me such joy and i can't think of a thing that has replaced him. And i can't think of any other imaginary character that i was devoted to enough to even think marriage. And i worry that little william will never know of Bugs Bunny. This means i am just going to have to make Dvds of him.
Last night i snuck up to camp with heidi! we went past the entire black camp and she told me the gruesome death of one of the campers there and we took tunrs and blinding fast speeds. 30 m.p.h. which is totally 10 over the speed limit recomended.. hehe. When we got there the gate was up so we parked outside and as we got situated, my light fades when the car is off, so it fades and it gets completely dark and we both just scream. Hehe. We get out and walk around the camp and it seems like a very nice place. I couldn't get over how dark it was. we went out to birch lake and it was so beautiful not to mention the stars over head. Definately saw the milky way and heidi saw a shooting star! I couldn't get over how many you could see. Whew! Then we went back to the car and drove home.
I have decided that next weekend i am either going to go down to purdue or i am going to the north. This all depends on whether ben wants meagen down there and we can work something out. I would love to see Purdue for more than just three hours. But on the off chance that things just won't work for that, me and heidi and even posisbly david will be going up to michigan to go camping. I wouldn love it if it was just me and heids and i would really love it if it was me heids and david. Either way, it will be friggin fun, just like i am sure purdue would be. I can't go wrong. We just have to see how this weekend goes. The only thing that i would be a little aprehensive about is if i have to work late on saturday, then i went camping, i would be driving in the dark and we wouldn't get there until like two or later... geez. Oh well, i am gonna be buzzed on sugar and laughter! Ha!
I was told by my english teacher to look for the orange and there is a really good story to go along with that. He was a the metropolitan museum of art and he was looking at Jackson Pollock paitings and he really wanted to feel smart and learn what they meant so he went around and couldn't figure any of them out. He over heard people talking and the one in the first room said his work was about the world after the wars and how everyone was so split and the world was in chaos. The person in the second room said it was the torment of his alcohol addiction on the canvas and the one in the third room more said it was his sexual torment. He ran away and in the fourth room there was this family admiring the pictures and they had a five year lod boy that was spinning around in the middle of the room. His name was Hiram or something like that, and he yelled "Mommy! There is the same orange in all of these paintings!" My teacher, after the family left, spun around and sure enough there was the same orange in all of the paitings and he went to all the other rooms and in one way or another, there was this same orange. So even in all of these jumble of words and completely unrelated subjects you have to see the one thing that runs throughout, the subconcious message if you will. Can you see the orange? I can't make it amymore obvious! Hehe!
I did get my hair cut and i do love it. And i do love that i dyded the entire thing. I needed a drastic change. Something about long brown hair just says sad little girl to me. Short and cherrycoke says mmm she is havin some fun. I even felt better at work last night. I don't know, my mood has been changed by my hair? Yes, i guess that is the best way to put it.
I couldn't decide what i was going to be at Alix's halloween party that is tonight. I didn't even know if i was going to go, honestly wasn't going to make that much of an effort. But she called me a few minutes ago and got me really hyped for it! I can't wait! And i think i might go as an ancient greek. I always wanted to wear a toga..... but then again i have this sweet leather jacket and all of this gel... i could go punk. I mean it is halloween right? When would i have another chance like this? I don't know... we'll just have to see what kind of mood i'm in tonight.
You know, i have to go to work today and i am not dreading at all. What would i do if i didn't have work? Heids and David went to cedar point for her birthday and she said she would invite me if there was anymore room in the car, but that was okay. I am happy that i will get to hear some pretty funny stories when she comes back. I guess i will just do some homework until it is almost time to go to work. Before i definately need to buy cell minutes seeing as how i was cut off earlier. And, hmmm i could really use one last nap, perhaps where i can do it in the buff and under warm artificial sunshine. Sounds like the perfect afternoon.
Oh, something about death cab for cutie right now, i just can't listen to them. weird i know. Well i mean it's not even all their songs that i have trouble listening to it's just two, Transatlantacism and Tiny Vessels. Probably because i couldn't stop listening to them no less than a week ago. But in general Ben Gibbards voice is just not soothing me anymore. I think we need a hearty break, just like the trapeze swinger break of '05. It was difficult, but we are gonna work through this. (Note that the postal service does not rub me the wrong way at all and it is the same voice. WTF?)
Something amazing related to music on the other hand, I made a new sleeping playlist to play whenever i am sleepin (go figure right?) and at the same point i fall asleep. It has first she went to russia by Dan Stevenson, then Strage and Beautiful (I'll Put A Spell On You) by Agualung, then Play Crack the Sky by Brand New. That is when i fall asleep everytime. And my play list is very random so that song plays five times in a row and then Aqualung plays again. I am always fast asleep and i can't hear anything. Then all of a sudden i open my eyes and i can hear the sound rush back in. I am literally deaf for a few minutes and then i hear Aqualung. There is most definately something about Play Crack the Sky that i can't put my finger on, but it has an effect over me. Wicked.
I remember when i was little that i used to watch Bugs Bunny religiously. I was in love with him and may have even said that i would marry him if he asked me. He used to give me such joy and i can't think of a thing that has replaced him. And i can't think of any other imaginary character that i was devoted to enough to even think marriage. And i worry that little william will never know of Bugs Bunny. This means i am just going to have to make Dvds of him.
Last night i snuck up to camp with heidi! we went past the entire black camp and she told me the gruesome death of one of the campers there and we took tunrs and blinding fast speeds. 30 m.p.h. which is totally 10 over the speed limit recomended.. hehe. When we got there the gate was up so we parked outside and as we got situated, my light fades when the car is off, so it fades and it gets completely dark and we both just scream. Hehe. We get out and walk around the camp and it seems like a very nice place. I couldn't get over how dark it was. we went out to birch lake and it was so beautiful not to mention the stars over head. Definately saw the milky way and heidi saw a shooting star! I couldn't get over how many you could see. Whew! Then we went back to the car and drove home.
I have decided that next weekend i am either going to go down to purdue or i am going to the north. This all depends on whether ben wants meagen down there and we can work something out. I would love to see Purdue for more than just three hours. But on the off chance that things just won't work for that, me and heidi and even posisbly david will be going up to michigan to go camping. I wouldn love it if it was just me and heids and i would really love it if it was me heids and david. Either way, it will be friggin fun, just like i am sure purdue would be. I can't go wrong. We just have to see how this weekend goes. The only thing that i would be a little aprehensive about is if i have to work late on saturday, then i went camping, i would be driving in the dark and we wouldn't get there until like two or later... geez. Oh well, i am gonna be buzzed on sugar and laughter! Ha!
I was told by my english teacher to look for the orange and there is a really good story to go along with that. He was a the metropolitan museum of art and he was looking at Jackson Pollock paitings and he really wanted to feel smart and learn what they meant so he went around and couldn't figure any of them out. He over heard people talking and the one in the first room said his work was about the world after the wars and how everyone was so split and the world was in chaos. The person in the second room said it was the torment of his alcohol addiction on the canvas and the one in the third room more said it was his sexual torment. He ran away and in the fourth room there was this family admiring the pictures and they had a five year lod boy that was spinning around in the middle of the room. His name was Hiram or something like that, and he yelled "Mommy! There is the same orange in all of these paintings!" My teacher, after the family left, spun around and sure enough there was the same orange in all of the paitings and he went to all the other rooms and in one way or another, there was this same orange. So even in all of these jumble of words and completely unrelated subjects you have to see the one thing that runs throughout, the subconcious message if you will. Can you see the orange? I can't make it amymore obvious! Hehe!
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