what mischief you would bring, young darling

now that Bon Iver has become fairly well known, it has made me a little more bitter to the beauty of his music...but then again not at all because he is my absolute favorite and have been listening to him for years

I guess, I just hate when my favorite bands become mainstream. it has happened so many times this year and last.

it's going to be two years soon, since I saw him in concert AT SUNRISE. that was when absolutely no one I knew, knew of him.

I remember a couple years back, I suggested him to my entire friends list and then people started hearing skinny love- and then slowly but surely everyone knows of him. it's a great thing!

I remember last year in my math class, I met my friend Eddie who knew about Bon Iver too, without me having to tell him. I was soooooo shocked and so happy because I never met another soul who knew of him

well his new CD came out yesterday, I am waiting to buy a hard copy but for now I downloaded the bulk of the CD. it's not bad or good, it's just what he decided to come up with next. actually, I love it but nothing will be the same as For Emma.

towers- Bon Iver has been on repeat this morning

clear, concise, confident

"don't take days or weeks or weeks to work up a nerve...and most of all, don't be vague. someone needs to hear what you have to say., and the quicker you get to it, the better."

I want miscommunication to be gone forever, I think I'm working up that path.

the right one, of course.

your offer would only fall on deaf ears, a change is brewing, and it's for the better- so be patient

[oh, and I got a journal...and I'm making a goal to write and draw in it, alot. I like journals, I have never had one and I like the privacy of it]

the other night

ordered a pizza, danced and pranced around the house while we sang to the top of our lungs to paramore, third eye blind, atomsphere, jack johnson, bon iver, etc

......all night long

I love these kids, they are some of my best friends

"if it smells like funk, it must be us"

>>> >> > > >

maybe i'm in the black, maybe i'm on my knees

maybe i'm in the gap between the two trapeze

but my heart is beating and my pulses has start

cathedrals in my heart

partayayayay round two. redlands, Ca.

I never conform to party themes. I think they are cheesy and I would rather be comfortable.

partayayayay

along the path of seashells

a couple days back, I took meg out for her birthday. I took her to this burger place in Santa Monica called "The Counter". It was amazing. You create your own burger.

I got a veggie burger on a wheat bun, lettuce, onion, grilled peppers, grilled pineapple, and a sauce- that I totally forgot what it was. we ordered sweet potato fries and fried onion things

after we walked down venice, I bought her that brown tie die shirt that's fringed at the ends along with an indian chief ring. I bought myself two other rings as well, one reminds me of the globe. we also happened to pass by a million sea shells. I actually kept one that is big enough to hold some of my jewlery. we saw water erupting from the other side of the rocks. we and walked the board walk. we saw all different kinds of colored garages (but I didn't upload those photos, only the mirror one) and last but not least, we went to a candy store and tried all different kinds of weird