b o o k S

Reading IS cool. It really is. Yesterday. Wednesday, that is. I read a book. And I finished it too. Happiness. Reading is my favorite. When I grow up and I own a home, I want a room just filled with books. Books of every kind. The book I read was The Hunger Games. I finally understand what the hype is all about. It was wonderful.  Though, It made me quite hungery and thirsty as a read. Whenever I finish a book I feel like I've lost a friend. Booksbooksbooksbooks. Do you know what else I like about reading? Is talking about it. Especially if the person has read the same book. Last night, I had a very lovely conversation about The Hunger Games with a doopherful human. And it was almost as good as reading the book itself.

REBLES

My computer has been broken for a while. So, I have some major catching up to do...  Tuesday. Tuesday was wild. The school is a lot cooler at night then it is during the day. Not that school was ever cool. Yeah. I like driving around in a car with Ryan and Jacob and Kiera. I wish I could do it everynight. "I'm a loner Dotty, a rebel!" - Pee Wee

TAKE ME. please.

Someone. Take me away from my room. I want to do stuff. I want to go somewhere. I want to play in an imaginary world.

 

 Kiera Klemm. I'm coming over. I can't stand it. And I will act like a fairy on the way there. I want to go to Neverland.

Today is Tuesday. Let's make it a good one.

forgive me

I liked him better the old way.

I've been a blogaholic today, haven't I? Sorry about that. Actually, I'm not sorry. Wait,  yes I am. I promise to try to not crowd up your brain with all my nonsense. So. I was thinking. This week. When I need to open my computer to work on things. I am going to open it- and work on those things. and when I am done working on those things, I am going to close my computer. When I do not need to open my computer for any reason, but I just kind of feel like opening it... I am going to open a book instead...
GOODNIGHT.

if all the walls in my room could talk, i wonder to myself would they laugh? 

I have been to two wedding deals this week. I love weddings. Everything about them. They are just so magical and they make me oh, so very happy. Anyways, I have a new and very embarrassing hobby. I have discovered this lovey lovely thing on the internet. (I can't believe I'm sharing this...) On vimeo.com, there is this group called, stillmotion. They produce amazing videos. And part of their business is that they, well, um, oh gosh, video weddings. They capture the whole story for the people. On vimeo, of course they don't show the whole thing, wedding that is, but just little bits. Little bits so wonderful that I get super warm and fuzzy. There are a lot of them and it's pretty darn hard to explain. So, you can check it out if you would like. Only, if you would like. Only. Click here. yup. here. do. it. I'm nuts and I just. love. weddings. Stillmotion makes other videos for people and they are great too. I believe they are photographers as well... Anyways. Yeah. I spend too much of my twinkling time watching the little films. And it's goonish. I should stop. Yeah. Okay. Uh-huh. Go ahead and laugh at me. I dare. you. Please do.

Come away with me

I want to jump into the sea, in my Sunday clothes. Can we? Let's do it. 

Also, I have found that sometimes the confusion, stress, and overwhelming pressure can be solved by only one thing: jump into a pool with all of your clothes on and just drift.

I'm going to bed now. And I'm excited. My dreams are gonna be great. I can just taste it.

The sound of the unlocking and the lift away...

I noticed that I haven't written much about my feelings in a while. It hasn't been intentional; I guess I just haven't had too much going on, or that I felt the need to blog about at least. I usually go pretty long periods feeling the same way. when I'm stressed out, or worried about something, it tends to last for a while, until I find the wherewithal to bring myself out of it. and sometimes, unfortunately, I just can't. I'm still feeling motivated and inspired, If not slightly confused. I feel trustful.  I feel really passionate about the things I want to do next. I feel tiny, and I feel huge. I feel just how I need to feel in this moment. There is something about listening to some music and climbing into a bed with just-washed sheets, in a clean room that feels like ((home)). Cozy, is the word? Content is the word? Happy is the word. I feel happy.

Mood music: feist- I feel it all

You've got the spirit, don't loose that feeling.

 I'm going to travel. Everywhere my heart desires. Okay?

"one of the saddest lines in the world is 'oh, come now - be realistic.' the best parts of this world were not fashioned by those who were realistic. they were fashioned by those who dared to look hard at their wishes and gave them horses to ride."

- richard nelson bolles 

sometimes i just feel like her

Babies

Today, I have to babysit my siblings. Actually, it's more like a play date with Mallory for many hours. She's fun-fun-funny.We cooked a delightful pasta covered in a rich creamy sauce with just the right blend of herbs, spices, and cheese. Or Kraft mac and cheese if you wanna be a nerd head about it. Then we went up stairs and danced our buns off in my bedroom. To these songs over and over and over again:

I feel the need to throw myself around in an articulate way. I am a trapeze artist. A trapeze artist dancer, that is.Then we decided to go outside and blow bubbles and lay in the grass. I asked her what SHE thought clouds tasted like. And she replied back with, "Mac and cheese, DUH!" After agreeing, we decided to pretend to eat all the clouds in the sky. She wanted to eat some mountains too. So we ate some. Then I gave her a bath. "Rubber ducky... you're the one... you make bath time so much fun!" Now we're drinking Sprite. Yumz.

sorry mother...

Today. Today is a great day.

Today is Ryan day. Ryan Tingey day. It's the best day out of all the best days. Out of all the better than best days. It's better than all of them. Ryan day. It's just. It's just ...that. The best. He is the best. If you don't believe me, click  right here. Ryan is fun. Ryan is the sweetest. Ryan makes awesome farting noises with his arm pit. Ryan has perfect glasses. Ryan takes perfect pictures. Ryan is perfect. Ryan is dreamy. Ryan is a good dreamer. Ryan likes the good kind of music. Ryan is a whole bunch of pretty things. Ryan is Ryan. I like Ryan. I like Ryan day. I also, like Ryan's smile. It sure makes me melt. And smile. I smile at his smiles. Okay. Goodnight.

Happy Birthday