I've created & kept this blog to compile the thoughts, dreams and wisdom that I've discovered from others or merely written myself. This blog is, in a sense, an expression of everything that is me.. Whether I wrote it or not. The most recent entries are a series of quotes, lyrics and videos.. But travel back through the archives and you'll delve deep into my heart, through my own words.

To those who I've quoted or borrowed from: Thank you for being beautiful.. for deeply inspiring me in one way or another. I hope you find that I've used your material in an appropriate fashion.. I try always to cite my sources. I take NO credit for that which is not my own.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

These words are my diary, screaming out loud.

But someday we'll all be old

And I'll be so damn beautiful
Meanwhile I'll hide my head
Here in this paper bag

I'm a girly-girl. I pretend that I'm not sometimes, and other times, I announce it proudly. Romance novels and glasses of wine are my ultimate weakness. I'm a sure addict of Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice. I'm pretty caught up in General Hospital, and I would absolutely love to be a soap actress. Laugh all you want... It's what I fantasize about. No joking around. Getting/giving myself pedicures puts me such a fantastic mood. I love getting dressed up, just as much as I love to don a pair of sweats and watch chick-flicks and silly romantic movies. Watching Extreme Makeover: Home Edition makes me bawl like a baby... No lie. I sob. I'm not ashamed to cry about things. I own too many shoes, clothes and jewelery, and I don't ever wear 2/3 of it... But I find excuses to keep them all. I'm a sucker for puppies, babies and bubble baths. McDreamy and Tom Brady top my list, and I named my GPS after a character on one of my shows. Bring me roses or chocolate and my heart is won over. Candles... Big fan.

I am a girly-girl in so many ways... and in so many ways, I'm not. I have many fronts and I have many attributes that stem from the different labels that compose my individual person. Some days, I love grunge and other days, I prefer the "rock'n'roll" idea/label/style/existence. Sometimes the only thing I need are a good pair of pajamas, a bowl of popcorn, a beer and the television. Other times, I like pretending I'm someone different.

Today, I'm a girly-girl.

Sunday, January 25, 2009


Straighten up your tie, take the microphone.
Forget about it, don't let it get you down.
Now is not the time, and you're not alone.
Shut up about it, no one can bring you down now.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

And it's cold, but it keeps you warm...

They just relax that way

I'm with that, I'm with them
You arent. You are alive, damn it
Crayon past the line, stay after school
Crossword filled in non-photo blue
So they'll never find you
I get the same result
We get the same effect

I hardly write in this anymore... Maybe things are too good, and I don't have anything mopey/depressing to inspire me to write anymore... Just kidding! Things really are going well these days, so that's not the issue. I'm just an extremely busy lady, and I like it a lot.

I get my associates in May, finally... So I'm cracking down on studying and attending classes this semester. That's a first... Procrastination is out of the question, and for me, that is a very tricky habit to break! So here's to being a good student...

Jack Russell puppies are like human babies... Very big personalities, very dependent and VERY time consuming. Between puppy training pads and flea/tapeworm issues, they are also very expensive! But despite the prices, the carpet messes, the chewed up rolls of toilet paper and towels and the limitless amounts of attention that are required, they are extremely rewarding. I love having Graceon... It's such a different experience from our family dog, Thunder, who is so much older and less needy.

The weather last night was in the 20's and 30's here in sunny Florida. I've been freezing my butt off, and everyone up north thinks it's hilarious! This morning, the lawn at my mother's house was white, and we had to scrape off our windshields. A little bit ridiculous, if you ask me..