My Relationship with Music

It stole my heart, with its sweet sounds, before I could even read or write.
It was following me around.
I started to pay more attention.
When I grew up, it grew with me.
It never left my side.

Whenever my tender youth started to get rough, it was there for me.
It never got tired of me.
Waking with me everyday and singing me to sleep every night.

I started to learn more about it.
I learned how to read like it and play like it.
Our bond was stronger than ever.
There wasn't a single day that we didn't connect on a newer level.

It started marking my life with certain songs.
Flashbacks were driven by the sound of its voice.
I constantly laid in the dark, thinking about it.

I fell deeper as I became an adult.
I started to develop my love for it in a newer way.
I started to see it more often, live and in the moment.
We started making new stories together.
I was meeting its friends and followers.
I saw how others shared my love for it.


My passion hasn't diminished what-so-ever.
To this day, I cherish and adore it, more and more with every minute.
I find new ways to feel it shining down on me.
Its still like a shooting star to me.
Its the always changing constant thing in my life.
Its my backbone when I am weak.
Its my inspiration.
Its my best friend and my love.
This is the story of my relationship with Music.

Cruise

I've never been on a cruise before. I usually hate to say that I want time to fly by fast than it already does, but I truly cannot wait for January 2011 to get here! Wonderful friends, great music and beautiful destinations! What more could you ask for? Oh, how about celebrating your birthday out at sea!!! *sigh* I'm super giggly excited...







Cozumel, Mexico




Montego Bay, Jamaica






Georgetown, Grand Cayman Islands

Wanna join us? go to http://www.outlawescape.com/ for more info.

:)

I am.

My friend sent me a text that said, "tell me whats on your mind".
I replied with, "a lot of different things". He asked me to elaborate. This is what I said...

Ive been thinking about who I am and how compatible I am, for another human being. I wonder about all the things that I think guys/girls look for.. and how most of those things, I am NOT.

I'm weird and unintentionally mysterious. I'm a goof and serious. I'm nice and polite, angry and vicious. I'm passionate about small things. I'm a smoker and I drink too much. I cuss and laugh. I wear the wrong clothing all the time. I'm a jeans and t-shirt simple girl. I don't outgrow things, they outgrow me. I like to lay at my bed and ponder life. I like to party with the boys. I prefer guys instead of girl friends. I like to keep up with the gossip but don't gossip myself. I like to read books in the middle of the night. I like to travel. I don't know where my life is headed and I like that. I like to paint. I'm creative. I'm a lover. I'm a music lover. I'm scattered and scarred. I'm considerate. I'm a photographer. I'm a believer.

I'm not unhappy with who I am. I love me. I just wonder how hard I am making it on myself. I refuse to change myself for anyone. I guess that makes me stubborn too.

He may or may not have been prepared for what thoughts he asked me to elaborate on. Oh well :)

My Email to Dane Cook

Last night, Dane Cook posted a tweet on Twitter about how he was reading emails, to send him one. I thought, why not?

I titled it "One in a Zillion" and sat there and thought about something witty, clever or cute to write. Everytime I'd type something, I'd erase it. Finally, I decided on simply putting, "You're pretty hilarious".

Simple yet true.

I didnt expect him to reply. I mean, Its Dane Cook! Im sure he was bombarded with tons of emails.

BUT to my pleasant surprise... he DID respond!


Around 5am, the guys arrived at my house. Hearing them outside woke me up. I checked my phone and saw that I had an email, and it was from him!!!!! Today is an awesome day because of this. I cant express how much it means to me to know that these celebrities still care enough to read and respond to emails from regular people like you and me.

I'm all smiles today! Thanks Dane!!

Home

"Home is where the heart is"

I've lived many places. As far back as I can remember, I have moved many many times.
I lost count. There were times in my life that I felt like I was home, and then it was striped away.

Ive accepted that I am a gypsy of some sort.

But lately,
Ive felt more at home than I ever have anywhere else. I love it.

I love where I live. I love who I live with. I love my life.

So I changed the above quote to "Home is where LOVE is" :)

Haunted

Im having those memories again. The ones I tried to forget. The ones we shared a long time ago. Obviously, they still haunt me.

I wish that something would just happen. I need to know if I am wasting my time or if I made the right choice. Out of the goodness of my heart, I would respond. I would say, "come back... I miss you and I want to be friends again", or I would say, "I was hurt, I still am, please don't contact me." Something. Anything. The 'not knowing' part of this whole situation is a slow poison. Its keeping me from living my life in the present. Instead I am engulfed by those memories.


Even though I am not sure what I would say or do, I would at least like to have a clue.

This is me, sending out my feelings and energy, just so that maybe I can finally know.

Night Owl

Adjusting to the hours of the life I live...
Its a little bit lonely.
Everyone is sleeping and I lay here thinking away.
Thinking about the events of the day, what tomorrow will bring, what will be going on a week from now, so on and so on.

Being a night owl is not for the weak.

*sigh*

But I wouldnt trade my life for anyone elses. I love where my path has brought me and the crazy hours are just a small part of it. A tiny part of it.

Im gonna try and get some sleep now... I am sure that I will lay here for another hour or so just think think thinking away...

Goodnight.