needed

A co-captain for my uhaul excursion next week.
Must be a good companion and be able to sing and dance on command.
Must be able to provide riveting conversation and remind me that the uhaul will not fit through a drive thru.

No references needed, but if you can provide a disco ball for the uhaul then you've pretty much got it made.

Apply now to be considered.

Incentive: snacks will be provided. and i'm pretty much the coolest thing this side of the US. besides the new ketchup packets.

"so if you care to find me, look to the western sky"

Sometimes, you gotta throw caution to the wind and just do spontaneous things. It keeps life exciting, fresh, and new. The smallest journey can provide a much needed escape from the everyday schedule and set routine. It's good to shake it up a little, you know? Sometimes the blur of highway dotted lines and uncharted streets are just what the heart needs.

somethin wants to grab my hand and take off runnin

i've got a line stuck on repeat in my head, and there's nothing left to do but sing it out and sing it loud, this is here, this is now, from the rooftops i've gotta shout

i have love affairs with sharpie pens

when i close my eyes

i wish the world were a safer place, cuz if it were i'd explore every corner and every street. acquaint myself with both the sunrise and the creatures of the night, stare up at the stars from open fields and from rooftops. i'd snap every new expression in black and white. i'd taste the rain as it fell. why, i'd wander to my heart's content till something drew me home.

im not quite sure what possessed me to do this but i reread what i just wrote and decided to pick up the gee-tah. if i were to make this a song id have so much fun making the music video =] def cityscapes, open fields, and chucks involved.

i swear book shelves are closing in on me

oh you know, im not a good student...so forcing myself to study as of late has been nothing short of brutal.

but now that i've made a youtube video, read ALL of Dianna Agron's tumblr (LOVE) i guess it's time to hit the books, figuratively. i specify only because i would literally like to hit my book. repeatedly. with a chain saw.

the only thing that will get me through the night of study induced delirium is the fact that Katie Law is coming into town soon! yay friends! with little ellie gone i have only 4 blank walls to talk to. they're great listeners and all but it would be nice to rediscover human interactions. =]

so clemson, if you see me try to wander out of cooper tonight, kindly throw me back into the dungeon. disregard whatever incoherent babble that will undoubtedly escape my lips. i don't take too kindly to science books.

and yes, i am a biological science major.

cheerio

when will my reflection show who i am inside?

Short and Simple.

it's about time to pursue what i personally love and not let who i am supposed to be in other people's eyes stifle who i really am. for the longest time i have struggled between entertaining the thought of going after my own passions and respecting my parent's wishes, academically that is. it's been so hard for me to break the mold and stray from the path they had set down for me because i respect and love them so much.

but one's life is not meant to be lived for other people, and it is far more than simply breathing in and out. rather, it is the discovery of what makes your own heart happy. i can no longer deny the throbbing desire to simply let me be me, and in doing so i embrace the challenges of allowing the realization of my own dreams.

i recently watched mulan again and the song reflection really speaks to me, well, more than a disney hit ordinarily does. stole some chords from darren criss to try it out myself. basically wrote em down, clicked record, and saw what happened. but here it is:


not sure why i look orange like an oompa loompa....