Monday, March 30, 2009

blockular!

this is how i spend my extra time in web page design.

http://www.candystand.com/play.do?id=18467

yeah. enjoy!
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Saturday, March 21, 2009

"I like watchin' puddles gather rain."

So. this has been a long week (to say the least). a lot has happened, and i have a feeling a lot more will happen in the days/weeks/months that come. but i am ok. my family is ok. and we will continue to be ok. :D

here is a song for you-- one of the most amazing i've come across in awhile. if i haven't already told you about it CHECK IT OUT. you'll love it :)

Artist: Air Traffic
Song: Shooting Star

Pretty if the sun won’t shine
I’ll be coming out to meet you
I’ll be there to make you mine

You’re pretty if the rain will pour
I’ll be knocking at your window
I’ll be begging you for more

It is as if you’ve come along too soon
and I’m trying to fit you in
but I can’t seem to follow

You’re a cutie if it all falls through
We can piece it back together
I can learn to trust you too

You’re just too good to lose
and I can’t refuse
so don’t make me choose
between the two
I’m fed up in here
in my atmosphere
Don’t you know who you are
You’re my shooting star

Your pretty teach me wrong from right
’cause in love there are no answers
and in life there is no lie
You’re pretty if the sun won’t shine
Now you’ve come this far to meet me
and I know, I know you’re mine

You’re just too good to lose
and I can’t refuse
so don’t make me choose
between the two
I’m fed up in here
in my atmosphere
Don’t you know who you are
You’re my shooting star

Don’t you know who you are
You’re my shooting star

http://www.mychemicaltoilet.com/airtraf.jpg
http://www.last.fm/music/Air+Traffic
http://www.myspace.com/airtraffic
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Air_Traffic
http://images.google.com/images?hl=en&q=air+traffic+band&gbv=2
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Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Penguins

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[welcome.]

navigating around the school hallways and seeing the people walk by, i look into their faces. i notice their hair color, whether they wear glasses, what color eyes they have, who they walk with... its corny, but i try to look past all of that, too. once and awhile its nice for someone as shy as me to pass another person in the hall, a complete stranger no less, who dares to make eye contact and sends my heart into flutters. i can't help thinking, "that person saw me." but its not really the act of "seeing" itself, its more the act of "searching," that means most to me. i feel lost. i feel disposable; a picture frame that gets a scratch across the glass and is thrown away, just to be replaced. i don't really have a problem with that, i don't feel like i need to be pitied or ... that i need to seek attention. its the replacement that bothers me. i want to offer something that no one else can, i just haven't found that thing yet. this is just the ramblings of a high school no one who likes to watch rather then do. i like to think of myself as rather quiet, yet excitable and fun to be around. but there's always that underlying feeling of unease and awkwardness, that i've only been able to overcome a few times in my life. i don't want to change who i am. i don't want others to pretend to see in me what they don't. i want people to see the bad side of me, and spend the time searching for the good. i look for the best in others, and often times face the flaws in myself. welcome to my public diary...