A thought (or two)

Just like the title indicates, I've been toying with a few ideas.  First, I don't really get too personal (exact location, minute by minute account of my day, etc.) on here because
1) that's rather ridiculous
2) I don't want to be stalked
3) I think Jenni's the only one who reads this and she can call me if she really wants the whole story
4) I keep a journal.  You know, that book with the blank pages in it where you write stuff.
5) There's probably something else that I can think of later...

Basically, I'm fishing for ideas about stuff to write because I like the idea of expressing myself, but want to shy away from becoming stalker material.  What to do?  Here's my thought:  write about things that interest me.  I've established that I'm a music nerd and into indy car racing.  (Lost yet?  No?  Good.)  It occurred to me that I could blog about a bunch of indy car and/or music related crap.  Thing is, regarding indy car crap, I don't have much to say that isn't said by any other of the many fantastic indy car bloggers.  I suppose I have a unique perspective because I'm a female college student, but there are female bloggers out there.  Not so unique, I guess.  Would anybody actually read my ramblings?

Hmm...  musically, I could go crazy and come up with things to write about easily.  Music has always been my passion and I am versed in it to write about it well enough.

So, what do you think?  Yes?  No?  Maybe so?  Leave a comment and let me know.

Thanks!

MLIA

Some especially funny ones I read. 


A while ago, I went to see a play based on Monty Python. There was a very intense, suspenseful moment in it. I sneezed. One of the actors turned to me, said, "Bless you", and continued on as if nothing had happened. I now have tickets for their next show, too. MLIA


Today I couldn't remember a word but I knew the definition. I wish there was a backwards dictionary. MLIA


Today, My mom was making a breastplate for her sunday school class to show the "armour of God" She had been looking for about 5 minutes for her armour when she finally gets frustrated and yells: "Where's my breastplate." without hesitating, my brother answers: "I think you call that a bra mom." I love my brother. MLIA


Today, I was driving and I saw a sign that said "DON'T TURN LEFT!". Feeling like a rebel I decided to turn left. There were people dressed as ninja's on the road. I completely regretted disregarding that sign. MLIA


courtesy of mylifeisaverage.com

Nostalgia at its finest.

Nostalgia- noun, wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one's life, to one's home      or homeland, or to one's family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time.   

I have realized that I am prone to nostalgia and have embraced that fact many times over.  However, it is becoming more apparent to me as break continues.

Here's why:
1.  I love classic movies
2.  I'm swooning over dead attractive actors (Jimmy Stewart, Fred MacMurray, Guy Williams, etc)
3.  I found episodes of Disney's "Zorro" on youtube- which I watched reruns of as a child.
4.  I've hung out with friends I've known since preschool and we've had so much fun reminiscing about our sleepovers we had about 5-6 years ago.

I should be disturbed by this.  Really, it's almost as if I'm clinging to my past when life was simpler.  But, I'm not (disturbed by, that is).  Our past is so important because it has so much power over our lives.  I see this every day in my actions.

So, I'll close with this quote from "My Big Fat Greek Wedding"- "  Don't let your past dictate who you are, but let it be part of who you will become."  That is my prayer today and always.

Happy New Year

It's been awhile since I've had something blog-worthy to write (type) here.  I wrote in my journal to bring in the New Year.  An hour or so of soul-searching later, I was asleep.  So, not that I'm back...  did you miss me?  Ha.  :)

I miss being at school.  I miss the freedom of only needing to answer to myself.  I miss lots of things like that.

I might have more later.

My mood...

Iris- Goo Goo Dolls

And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight


And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am


And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
And you bleed just to know you're alive


And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am


(break and solo)


And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am


And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am


I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

Crying

I'm this close to crying... and all I want to do is play Bach and to be in "heaven on earth."

It's not happening...

And I'm fighting it again.  I'm holding back these stupid tears.  Sometimes, I'm an idiot...