Friday

Sounds of my Day 2...

Help me move this gargantuam piece of furniture will ya?...
"Quiero ir a la playa todos los dias..." "YOU SPEAK SOUTH AMERICAN?!"..."um..."
I'm going to remember you as a time of day catface...
This is a Rockaway Bound A train, next stop Euclid Avenue...
How can one not regret yet severely miss simultaneously?...
"I WANNA SMOKE MARIJUANA!"...
"Small iced coffee with skim and 2 splendas"..."sure"... :::adds whole milk:::
" I SAID SKIM!!!!!" :::dies:::
"Spare some change?..."
My body is the earth you are my gravity...
"Elvis go to sleep it's 3fuckingAM."... "I NEVER SLEEP!" :::flies:::
Happiness runs in the shape of colors...
DO I LOOK LIKE FOOD TO YOU SEAGULL?!?...
The problem is I eat 90,000 calories a day...
Joanie biffle i miss you...
How does it know i know Pashaaaa!!%^$?...
Are those real?...
This is Halsey street...
100 foot faces, God's good ocean gone wrong...
:::stomach rumbles:::
COPS!...
"If you were the wood I'd be the fire. If you were the love I'd be the desire"...
Hey Lady Bug...oh wait I'm Banana Peel right?...
Does Ronald McDonald live up there?...
You ate my pasta stupid child...
"Where's my Vanilla faced woman?"...
Harmonica...
At 21, I can legally do everything I've been doing since the age of 15...
Stuck in Houstatlantavegas...
No worries...YES WORRIES...
Mother can you see me?...
Munchie and PandaBee...
Part time lover and a full time friend...
The storn is coming...

Saturday

It's a universal language

I wish I wasn't too old to go to tennis camp at Arthur Ashe. I loved being the best at the beginner's level.


Once you love, you are incapable of feeling anything lesser. People of who speak of love promiscously have never fallen into it. So let me be real here...

I am about the now and the potential, doing what you please because there are no obligations...being a bird really calls for freedom to fly and still be close...
I'm about going in my best friend's fridge and eating her ice cream because we're that comfortable with eachother...
I'm about getting to be best friends at some point with my whomever my boyfriend may be because I refuse to settle for less.

I learn as I go...patience is important. Conversely, good judgement is also quite dire.

A lot of awful things happen to wonderful people...however, misfortunes make the world revolve. Without sadness, we'd never know what it feels like to heal, scars would never mark us and life stays stagnant. Progression would be non-existent. There is no learning without mistakes and regret. The person behind these blue eyes sees things from a wider spectrum, my peripheral vision is expanded...

I never want to be the girl that gets flowers daily, i'm not the one youre going to see in only dresses and heels over Filet Minot & caviar. I'm the person you could call when youre crying hysterically because I'll never fail to create a smile or give you solicited advice, I'll share everything since there's a reason why there's more than one person on this planet. You could watch King of Queens with me, eat a whole pizza pie, see transformers, get drunk, fly to Germany on a whim, shop for socks, run on the treadmill, play chess and dive into the ball pit thingy in McDonald's at the age of 30. I'm your friend before anything.

Just so the this world filled with 6 billion people doesn't forget... The universal language is love.
Love doesn't fill a void, it complements another existence. It's provides support in absolutely anything. In every sense of the word...it's sharing everything and still keeping who you are. It creates space for itself and is there when its needed and even when it's not.

WORLD...don't forget that when everything is going wrong...I assure you there's some love out there to put a smile on your face.

Tuesday

cofusion in who?

I’ve always said that I know who I am, that I’m comfortable in my own skin – but do you ever find yourself in a setting that you’re not accustomed to yet somehow identify yourself with it? For example, there’s a type of girl that lives my neighborhood, not at all a bad type, but definitely one I can categorize. Even though I don’t resemble them, I feel like I’m a little bit of what they are just because I live there. Though, I don’t have any of their mannerisms or speech annunciations. It’s hard to explain…in some way, I’m a Ridgewood girl born and raised.

Whenever I listen to something other than rock, I feel both exhilarated and afraid that my rock side will find out I’m cheating on it.

Whenever I swear my sweater Ugg resembling boots, I feel like I belong in Long Island.

Whenever I find myself in a bar, I feel like I should’ve gone to NYU.

All these conflicting interests confuse me yet I embrace it because otherwise I’d be a damned boring girl.