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Wow. I think this is my first Current Obsession entry of the summer. Well, I've finally been inspired to report on some awesome music and some stellar fashion statements.
First, the aesthetics. I have been LOVING neon nail polish. Right now I'm sporting blindingly-bright orange and yellow on both my fingernails and toenails. I just love the way it looks and it gets me a lot of positive attention. I also love the look of heels and shorts, especially more "formal"
Just looking at the title creeps me out. July? JULY?! What? Already? No. It can't be real.
And nonetheless, my calendar begs to differ. *sigh*
I haven't posted a regular old blog in over a month. I don't know why. I've just been doing other things, which I can say is a good thing, right? I do have a life, guys, I swear.
So, the weather has been a huuuuge let-down. I would say more than 3/4 of June was shot because of the bad weather. We received
During this past week, I went outside into the warm evening with my dog and danced in the street to music blasting from my phone. During this past week, my friends and I went to a fair and we ran into some friends. We didn't even pat a cent - for ride tickets, games, or anything else. Instead, we helped out said friends with face-painting, and we painted on both kids' faces and our own. During this past week, I sat down and let myself become enveloped in a book. During this past week, I stayed
"Paper Airplanes" by Phil Bensen
Cheers to me
another late night sinking like
the crowd is left and i'm all alone
and i saw a jet plane
light up the night and i jumped on its wing
and all of my troubles were left in my way
and i opened my eyes and i'm in the same place
and i thought i was
once a bird
careless as the days rolled past
we live and learn
and now it seems i'm falling
I wanna give some credit to two things that helped me with this poem: "Sticky-Sweet" by Erin McCarley and the movie Halloween, the un-edited version.
Mommy, could you tuck me in?
I canít get to sleep.
Iíve been given mental pictures
That I donít wanna keep.
Iíve got these dirty thoughts
And theyíre racing in my head.
Could you tuck me in please?
What if they