Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Whats a B L O G ? @ 6:52 PM


I was talking with two friends today about how the world of technology and everything has finally caught up with us. One girl, Pacheco, finds no interest in anything to do with the internet, however me and my other friend Abbey have recently found ourselves signing up for all sorts of internet "websites". As of recently we've entered the world of "twitter" and "youtube". They have joined the on going list of things we have signed up for "myspace, facebook,blogspot...ect". Now when we told Pacheco about our "craze", she laughed. Saying something along the lines of "oh god, why twitter and blogspot?". Then Abbey goes "Okay, but blogspot isn't that bad". Then a little stupid thinking on my part what makes blogspot any better than any other thing i've signed up for?. Then the obvious answer came to me as I was downing a cheeseburger:

definition of a blog:
"A website on which an individual or group of users produces an ongoing narrative"

On twitter.. I cant really have a "free flow of just writing". (eww, that was badly worded). Our thoughts are just mini updates cut down to 160 words. Facebook and Myspace, well putting my thoughts on there...doesn't seem right. Blogspot however, I don't really know who reads my b l o g s. Frankly, I don't really care if no one reads them.. HAHAH, I just need something to write on..Since I dont have a diary, and my entries aren't that personal "blogging" seems best. My blogs are basically just broken thoughts, random things, that I want to remember, or just want to write about. Blogging also, surprisingly, keeps me reelaxedd. Recently, I've been catching myself swearing more, being constantly angry, and constantly being disappointed, both in other people, and myself...for being angry and swearing haha. And as cliche, or lame, or corny as it sounds...actually this whole blog is probably corny as hell... but, once I start writing, doesn't matter about what, I chiillll out.
...metacognition look it up, good word:)


"I will always care about things I shouldn’t, but that’s a good way of making sure I don’t miss caring about something important."
- John Mayer, your a deeep maan

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Thursday, April 23, 2009

oh lord, grant that I may not so much seek.. @ 7:00 PM




where there is hatred let me show love
where there is injury p a r d o n
where there is doubt faith
wherever theres dispair hope
where theres darkness light
where there is sadness j o y .


take me back to CC'07 ...
please

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Sunday, April 12, 2009

Cali, take me away... @ 4:38 PM

I haven't blogged for awhile, but nothings really been going on so its all good..
BIIG NEWS:) It's a secret though, so I cant blaab about it. I hope this summer I can go on a trip to caaliiiforniaa with some friends. My brothers gone for 3 weeks some time this summer, so it seems like the perfect time for me to leave. Of course our group will be incomplete because Amandas gone for the whole summer, and Pacheco, iuno if she'll be down for my fantasy trip, but whoever wants to tag along leets goo!

I've been looking at schools in Cali for a long time too. Im pretty dependent on my family, and iuno if I can leave all my friends here but everyday my interest in UCI is growing stronger. Obviously I wont be leaving right away, Im too brooke to leave yet; And my parents wont let me go right after high school, haha. If I don't go to school there, I wanna live there, or at least own a home there:) oh dreeaamss

OH, I bought my grad dress in the states yesterday! I like it, but its really plain, and its oliiiive I wish it had some
kinda pattern or something on it. I still need approval from the friends to see if they like it:) I also got my "Grad mass" dress.
Its just a plain black and ivory dress.

I watched twilight again today, my dad called it a new version of titanic. WOWOW, I guess since he never read the book, didn't really have any expectations:) AHAH. oh ALSO, I need a clever way to end these blogs.
yeah, I dont end them well. I need something like "with everlasting sincerity" or "I hope your day half as beautiful as you are" help please?

haha, but im going to end this useless, unorganized rant, sorry for boring you.
p.s someone teach me to dance please:$:$

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Tuesday, April 7, 2009

I hope you have a day half as beautiful as you are.. @ 3:36 PM

As I sit at home eating my menthol flavored Ricola I've "stumbled" upon 2 xanga blogs, and a myspace that... I wouldn't say changed my life, but gave me something to think about. 

" every morning is a beautiful new beginning. a new beginning where we are given the power and ability to completely change everything. that anything is possible"

"I hope you have a day half as beautiful as you are"

"Why not chase your dreams? why not go for what everyone else is too "logical" to pursue?
Live is too short to not be in love
the kind of love that gives you butterflies.
the kind of love that keeps you up at night.
this is the love we should have for life"

"Dancing simply implies moving to music. and like all things, there are dichotomies and subcategories which lead to different styles and disciplines. but if you really think about it, any kind of self expression to music.. is dance"

"To me.. dance IS life. Not in the sense that my life revolves around dance, but rather.. my life IS a dance. Music is all around us. There is rhythm and harmony in everything if you think about it. Each day can be seen as a new song, and I intended to make my life a greatest hit record"

"Take my hand and take a step
And let's enjoy this ride.
We'll take a road that's wide enough
For walking side by side"

"You're going to change what I believe in life and love.
And what I believe I love about life.
Regardless of how I prepare, I don't think I'll ever truly be ready
For that first moment your eyes strike me frozen.
Truly, that will be both the defeat and victory of my spirit"

" Dear Yesterday,
Please don't let me forget about you. I need my mistake and my memories of failure. In order to succeed for Today and Tomorrow. Show me what I've done so I can do more. And teach me was I can visit you, without staying for too long.
Dear Today,
Refuse to be taken for granted, And encourage my choice to love you. Help me to make you beautiful. So that when you become Yesterday I will remember you Tomorrow.
Dear Tomorrow,
Be nothing like Today, And be everything more than Yesterday. Teach me the value of time, As I appreciate your arrival. Because Yesterday and Today both know, you can never promise to arrive"

"It's Kids like me that didn't learn how to appreciate, until I learned how to struggle. and that's the main reason why I moved. I want to go broke, to starve, to strive, to live each day with uncertainty, to climb a mountain every morning only to leap with faith every night. and after all of that, I want to succeed. I don't want to make it in life.. without failing at it first"



kuuudosss.

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Sunday, April 5, 2009

:) @ 10:58 PM

Just got home from our (last) first concert of the year. If that makes any sense. It was so much fun! We got to meet this choir from minnesota and they're SOOO good. I was pretty intimidated because they were amazing. We had dinner with them and I sat with a few and they were soo nice! Im pretty sad that we wont see them again, but I did get their names so we can keep in contact through facebook. We only chilled for like a few hours, but our two choirs bonded a lot. I cant wait for our tour!!!

Haha, but yeah. I cant think at the moment, I'm to tired to, soo i'll end it here.

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