Wednesday, April 21, 2010

:: butterfly effect ::

i'm not a huge fan of photoshop. i like my images raw. but i had to 'expand my portfolio'. and butterfly collections are awesome. so is stef. 

Friday, April 16, 2010

. you do something to me that i can't explain .

1770, "severe homesickness" (considered as a disease), Mod.L. (cf. Fr. nostalgie, 1802), coined 1668 by Johannes Hofer as a rendering of Ger. heimweh, from Gk. nostos "homecoming" +algos "pain, grief, distress" (see -algia). Transferred sense (the main modern one) of "wistful yearning for the past" first recorded 1920.

at age eight i was a tom boy. at age eight i asked for a football for christmas. at age eight i cut my hair to my ears. at age eight my mom was my hero, and my best friend. at age eight my mom would be cleaning the kitchen, grab me and dance around the island, the table, in and out of the pantry. at age eight my mom would kiss my face and dip me to the comforting voice of kenny rogers accompanied by dolly parton. at age eight, my favorite song was islands in the stream.

at age eighteen i'm almost graduated. at age eighteen i'm going to college on the opposite coast of my family. at age eighteen my mom is my hero, and my best friend. at age eighteen my sister sent me a cover of a song she knew i loved when i was eight. at age eighteen i listened to this song while cleaning the kitchen. at age eighteen my mom came in the kitchen and kissed my face and danced with me while singing the words we both love so much. islands in the stream. that is what we are. 

some things never change.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

. ten things you don't need to know about me .

today i baked cookies. if i was a good blogger i would have taken artistic photos of each step in the cookie making process. 
i'm not. 
but i will give you the recipe. 

ridiculously good, life changing, friend attracting, house warming chocolate chip cookies

1 lb butter
2 c brown sugar packed tight
1.5 c sugar

3 eggs 
1.5 tbs vanilla

beat 3 minutes

6 c flour
1.5 tsp salt
1.5 tsp baking soda

fold in 24 oz of milk chocolate chip cookies

bake at 350 degrees for 10-12 minutes

whilst baking i put on a soothing sunday genius playlist (love those things) on my itouch  that turned out like this:

i don't feel it anymore  -  william fitzsimmons
her morning elegance  -  oren lavie
wait it out -  imogen heap
window bird  -  stars
you are goodbye  -  holly conlan
grow old with me  -  the postal service
the cure  -  tegan and sara
home  -  edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros
i've got friends  -  manchester orchestra
silver lining  -  rilo kiley
roslyn  -  bon iver & st. vincent
nineteen (acoustic)  -  tegan and sara
first train home  -  imogen heap
celebration guns  -  stars
letters from the sky  -  civil twilight 
dance, dance, dance  -  lykke li
dear vienna  -  owl city
don't lose yourself  -  laura veirs
february air  -  lights
the ocean  -  tegan and sara
close call  -  rilo kiley 
satellite heart  -  anya marina 
merry happy  -  kate nash

look up any of those songs and you'll be a happy human. so relaxing. i love genius playlists.

{sorry it's twilight . . but the song is so good. come on.}

sometimes i think i don't tell enough about me on here. not that i care. here's some things that don't matter.
:: i hate cleaning. something about it makes me sad. like i'm erasing history.
:: i clench my teeth so hard at night, the next day it takes me hours to be able to open my mouth fully.
:: i love the smell of a forest fire.
:: sometimes in the middle of the night i'll get out of bed and go for a walk, just to see what the town is like quiet.
:: i stick my tongue out when i'm thinking really hard and writing at the same time. i think i get it from my dad.
:: frogs scare me a little because they weren't always frogs.
:: when i'm nervous my heart shakes. 
:: i have a widow's peak.
:: if i'm specifically told not to do something. more times than not. i do it. 
:: sometimes i get paralyzed and just can't move. i think it's my body telling me to stop.

. tegan and sara (the concert edition) .

words cannot express the pure joy of the bass beating through my chest during back in your head and alligator.
it was crowded. it was invasive. it was at times life threatening. but you better believe. 
it was worth it. 
love my besties for all coming. it was a blast. 
tegan and sara are even better live. if you can believe that. 
we got an acoustic encore with just the girls. it was incredible. 
i would highly recommend this adventure to one and all.
we may or may not have almost lost our lives several times due to kylie's inability to drive. and deer. 


(so good when they played this)

Friday, April 2, 2010

. avril lavigne .

i saw that look on your face when you read the title. don't get all weirdy. 
just because avril lavigne represents your awkward adolescence doesn't mean ya gotta hate on her for the rest of your life (stefani).

and i'm not here to take you back in time and make you relive sk8er boi. no.
she's come back from the dead.
and it's incredible. 
she made an incredible song for the new alice in wonderland movie. 
so put aside your past experiences, and give avril one more chance. she deserves it. 

alice by avril lavigne

Thursday, April 1, 2010

. for reasons i cannot explain, i sing with an australian accent .

since the merger of my two blogs, i've been stressing that my previous music posts will have gone unnoticed by my readers (hey pabo). so to destress myself. i am creating a flashback post, including a link to every artist i've featured in a post. 
    • here are some fave videos i've posted through the ages:

:: she had a guitar, she taught him some chords ::

for my 6th birthday i got a purple camera with blue squares on it. my dad took me on a road trip across the USA and i took pictures of everything imaginable. i was hooked. time passed and i grew older and i forgot about my little obsession.
two years ago i picked up my little digital camera and realized how much i missed photography. so i got a summer job, saved up all my money, and bought a Nikon D60 SLR.
i haven't put it down since.

:: rummaging for answers ::

:: lovers ::