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| Conflict-Free, Detrimental to your health
Last night during my "dream-mare" I came to the realization that life is going to have some conflict. Not necessarily the bad kind, but the kind where you have to say things you don't want to. A time where people put you in positions where you have to hurt their feelings. It's not always your fault and it's not theirs either. But there are situations that warrant confrontation.
I've been going through out life with the idea that you treat people like you want to be treated. Don't say something to someone else unless you want someone to say it to you, I looked at it as karmic. I didn't want to put the vibes out there for the universe to decide to throw it in my face.
But sometimes you're doing someone more good, to say what needs to be said, then to ignore it. It's selfish and foolish and I'm going to try to stop. | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment   |
| | Current Music: | ESPN | | Security: | | | Subject: | Dream-mare | | Time: | 11:14 am | | Current Mood: |  hungry |
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| Dream-mare
I had a dream-mare last night and a friend of mine suggested that I "coin" the term.
Before I start using on a daily basis I thought it best that I clarify what it is.
Dream-mare
(noun)
1: A disturbing dream, not scary but one that leaves a lingering unsettled feeling
2: A manifestation of a moment you're dreading, too mundane and realistic to be considered a nightmare | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Hinder • Better Than Me | | Security: | | | Subject: | Soundtrack to My Life | | Time: | 06:54 pm | | Current Mood: |  sleepy |
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| So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool..
Opening Credits:
"Mr. Putt Putt Golf Course Designer" -Bud Light Presents
Waking up to:
"Please, Please, Please" -Shout Out Louds
First Day At School:
"Loose Yourself" -Eminem
Falling In Love:
"No Strings Attached" -N'Sync
Breaking Up:
”Breakfast at Tiffany's” -Deep Blue Something
Prom:
”Neither One of Us” -Gladys Knight and the Pips
Life's Ok:
”The Carpal Tunnel of Love” -Fall Out Boy
Mental Breakdown:
”Wonderful World, Beautiful People” -Jimmy Cliff
Driving:
”Runaround Sue” -Dion
Flashback:
”I'm Shakin'” -Rooney
Getting Back Together:
”Amber” -311
Birth of Child:
”Polaris” -Jimmy Eat World
Wedding song:
”Sidewalks (Acoustic)” -Story of the Year
Final Battle:
”Stars” -Switchfoot
Death Scene:
”Someone Like You” -Tyler Hilton
Funeral:
”Everything You Want” -Vertical Horizon
End Credits:
”Round and Round (Soul Mix Edit)” -Tevin Campbell | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Boston ~ Augustana | | Current Location: | Dorm | | Security: | | | Time: | 01:49 pm | | Current Mood: |  content |
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| "You ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background. It makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you. How many moments of other people's lives have we been in? Were we a part of someone's life when their dream came true or were we there when their dreams died? Did we keep trying to get in? As if we were somehow destined to be there? or did the shot take us by surprise? Just think you could be a big part of someone else's life and not even know it."
I'll tell you were the quote is from later, I hate for everyone's eyes to roll out of their heads. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | John Mayer ~ Slow Dancing In a Burning Room | | Security: | | | Time: | 10:45 pm | | Current Mood: | impressed |
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| I'm knocking the dust of my blog to share with everyone how much I truly do love John Mayer!
Continuum is just another great album. It's rare that you find an artist who can do no wrong, he can't write one lyric or sing one note that I don't love. He just hits the nail on the head every time.
One thing that has changed is the tone of his music. This album is much more bluesy and reminiscent of Charles and James Brown. I was sitting here listening to "I'm Gonna Find Another You" and I couldn't quick put my finger on it, but on the forth go round I heard the exact same melody used by Charles Brown in "Christmas Time" (which if you haven't heard is the best Christmas song of all time).
Some might say that his new album is a little liberal at times with "Waiting for the World to Change" and "Belief" but I think the opposite. Maybe, because I want for John to be on the same page as I. Who knows? I really think he might be saying something a little more neutral than some think.
My favorites are "Slow Dancing In a Burning Room" and "Stop This Train." I mean who writes a love song better than John Mayer. "Slow Dancing…" is about a relationship ending and John just makes you feel for him and allows you to put yourself in a situation you might have never experienced, but your emotions feel so real. "Stop This Train" is a metaphor for life and getting older and while I might just be 19 I worry about life passing me by or if I'm missing out on things. I mean he even goes so far to say he just doesn't want to see his parents die. I mean John just spoke straight to my soul today. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| I woke up at 6 to the sound of construction workers banging on my wall. I tried everything to drown out the sound until I decided to get up and shoot evil looks at them on my way to the bathroom.
Since my day had been started early for me I was going to go to the library and put in study hall hours since I had some time to kill before class. Today was a quiz day in government so I was planning to be early. While in the library I look at the clock on the laptop to check and see when I needed to start walking to class and instead of it saying 11:30 like I thought it would, it said it was 2. Something must be wrong with the laptop time so I check my cell phone and it confirmed the time.
I'm like "what the hell, I've missed class!" (a class that I intended to be early to!) I didn't know what was going on, either I passed out and lost all track of time or I've walked into the twilight zone. I couldn't do anything but sit there with my mouth open and try to fathom what the hell happened to those two hours of my life.
So I text Helen and Denise to tell them how messed up I must be. Denise tells me there was a power outage last night. This timely outage had me believing the sun was at its peak at 6 in the morning and that UA construction workers get to work at 5 am. Once I thought about it everything made sense. But that is the worse feeling in the world, it was like I was in one of my soaps or something, blacking out and loosing sense of time, it's so All My Children.
P.S. Grandma is still in ICU but she's doing better. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| I'm exhausted. Yesterday, when I wasn't waiting in the Emergency Room to see about my Grandmother, I was working my fingers to the bone over an English poster project. I woke up in a sweat this morning around 3 because I remembered that I didn't do my government homework. I managed to sleep for three more hours, took a shower, got dressed and then did four journal assignments for government. Around 9, I thought my stomach was going to cave in on itself if I didn't eat. I ate half a hamburger before loading the car, stopping by the hospital to see my mom and grandma and then ride to Tuscaloosa with my daddy.
These last few days have been horrible. My grandmother, who never complains about anything, called my Uncle Harold and told him to take her to the ER. So for my Grandmother to even mention it, you know it has to be bad. The night before, three jackasses stole her riding lawnmower and her neighbor lost track of three men on foot, while she was in her car!
Back to Monday, my mom and I waited by the phone while we worked on this damn English project. Once we heard they had gotten her a room, we left for the hospital. When I walked in there...my grandmother looked so sick and I almost cried right in front of her, it was horrible. They have her on morphine, but she's still in a lot of pain. Do you know how much pain you have to be on to even require morphine, now imagine still being in pain with it. I asked her if she was sleepy, she said she wasn't but she couldn't keep her eyes open. She's has a blocked intestine and they are trying to figure out what they can do besides operate. They won't let her eat. She's just a little over 100 lbs, if that.
After waiting there for about three or four more hours we had to go back home, cause I still had to finish this damn English project. We worked until 11, then took my mom to the hospital to relieve my Uncle Cecil so he could go home. My mom is a real trooper, I might add.
This morning when we stopped by before leaving for Tuscaloosa, grandma looked worse. I can't believe this is the same woman who was cutting down hedges just a day before. Now I'm stuck in Tuscaloosa, when I should be at the hospital with my mom and grandma. I officially hate this whole situation and I better get an A on this damn project. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Current Playlist: That's Life ~ James Brown
Jann Arden ~ Insensitive
Bend and Break ~ Keane
Have I Told You Lately ~ Rod Stewart
Forever Young ~ Rod Stewart
Hips Dont Lie ~ Shakira
I think I'm coming out of my funk! I'm going to stop this thing I have about being disappointed and not telling people. (No, I'm not going to say anything, that'd be too much like right!) I'm just going to stop being disappointed. See, I am a hopeless hopeful. (Quite like being a hopeless romantic, but with hope.)
I have this thing where if I think something great or good is going to happen, I'll have hope in that till the very end. No matter how much I try to tell myself it won't happen, I can't stop this hope inside me that thinks people or life will surprise me. Even if I know full well that this is impossible I'll still hold out hope that miracles happen.
One Christmas I hinted like crazy to my parents what it is I wanted. I was as blatantly obvious as I could get but I still wanted to give them the chance to surprise me. It would go well every year until my dad or mom would call from the store trying to figure out what color it is that I wanted. It got so bad that my mom used to take us to the toy store and say "OK, now get what you want for Christmas!" Where the hell was the surprise?
For my sixteenth birthday, I had this dream that my parents were going to buy me the car of my dreams wrapped in a big bow. Though every time I mentioned it they told me they thought I was too young for a car and needed to think of something else I wanted. But something inside me just knew they were trying to be sneaky and surprise me. Instead I got a kick ass tv that I couldnt even enjoy because I was so disappointed. (and you guys know how much I love tv!)
I need to discard this relentless optimism cause it's not good for the soul. I keep waiting on someone or something to pleasantly surprise me. Maybe I dream too big, maybe I just see things through some really fucked up rosy colored glasses. I don't know. I just need to reserve my overpowering hope until I see a glimmer somewhere. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
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