Hello, Goodbye

I love the Beatles. I love my friends. I love my family. I love coffee. I love that random person on a run. I love.....Everything? That's just the kind of crazy cool mood I'm in. I appreciate getting loved in return as well. 

HENCE why I'm writing this in pink. 

Now I'm writing in greeen. :D

And this is not very deep. 

Although I was called Dr. Thorn and I believe that has a nice ring to it. Miss you all. 

Never free from it, can't hide from it

The epitome of a blah  day would be...Today. 

I'm never going to escape this feeling am I? No matter what happiness or who comes into my life there will always be a certain emptiness inside that only I can fill. Yet, my mind won't let me; What a Pity!

Do you believe in love? Do you believe one person can ignore all your flaws and accept you for who you are? I do. 

Just love comes in so many different forms like everything now a days. Choices are a part of our reality. The "What ifs' " rolling through my mind. Or his mind? Or that person down the street? Or that girl on the corner. Everyone wonders it. What if?

What if, you ask? Who cares, I reply. 

Any Dream Will Do.

Singing Joseph songs, dancing to Prince and Little Richard, falling in love with Beetle Juice all over again, ellipticaling til my legs fall off next to an amazing guy who I like more each time I get to know him more, enjoying the rain, eating some veggie pasta, and out with same amazing guy--All in a Sunday's work for Carolyn Thorn.

Just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl.

Today. Was an intensely epic day. :)

I climbed a mountain, only tripped once and managed to have an amazing day. 

 

I see said the blind man to his deaf dog.

Phrases connect people to their personality, quirks, and flaws. For example, if I was to curse in front of a priest, that's probably not a good impression, Therefore, I would say more polite terms. But what happens when two people meet and have the same sayings, and are then dumbfounded at how alike they are to each other. I believe that words (either written on paper or said aloud) have the power to change a person, or change life as they know it. Communication is key in this fast paced world we live in. 

From one of my favorite chick flicky type movies, a character describes how communication has branched to so many levels, therefore either accepting or rejecting us seven or so times. 

Mary: I had this guy leave me a voicemail at work, so I called him at home, and then he emailed me to my BlackBerry, and so I texted to his cell, and now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. 
Mary: It's exhausting. 

Now, I shall go check my cell for text messages, IM a cool person back, check my facebook, update my twitter, and confirm myspace friend requests. Then fall back asleep :p

Alone, solitary, unaccompanied, lonesome, single, solus

  By that title, you're probably thinking this is just another teenage sob story about how alone and bored one feels...However, knowing me, what I say that's not what I mean, that it is not my point at all. The unexpected, unpredictable mind of mine has just used the thesaurus to drag you in, grab your attention with hopes that someone will read this. 

Now that you are reading this, whoever the hell you are, I must confess something: I am lonely (sometimes.) What do I do to solve this conundrum? Well, I sure don't wallow in sadness anymore, I call or text someone. Or better yet, I go to someone's house. But today, when I was feeling lonely, down, and out of it, Miss Stephanie Grayson calls me and makes my entire day ten thousand gazillion times better. :) Anywho, so yes, one can get out of the lonely pickle jar just by communication. 

On another note, I've been recording some covers of songs. I'd post them if I felt they were post-ready so hopefully one day they will be. Countdown for my CAM loves: 2 days! I hope they're packing. Cause packing es necesario. 

This has been my bum day, hence the lonely feelings. I've basically watched so much TV and acted like a "normal" teenager that I've gotten bored of normalness and will return to my unpredictable insanity lifestyle.  

Moral of this post: Get out, let go, be free and grounded. Know that you are never alone and I'm only a phone call away (if you want to make my day better too :p)

Walk Away

I find people pretty hilarious. Especially the people who lie right to your face. I mean, there's no need. You're not protecting me in the end so just say it to my face so that I don't have to find out from someone else. :P

Anywho, I love Ingrid Michaelson's new song "Walk Away;" hence, the name of this post. Learning how to play the guitar is fun, as fun as any frustrating thing is. Well, I miss COP. A lot. But, I don't regret anything that happened on it, I am thankful for all the experiences as I feel stronger. I'm still reading Reading Lolita in Tehran. This is probably the longest time I've taken to read a book. 

On another note, Sarah Palin resigned the other day. Can I exclaim how truly happy I am? Nope, there isn't enough words to describe the utter happy feeling that I'm feeling haha. So many feelings in one sentence.

Right now, I shall call up Megan Johnson cause I have not talked to her in a gazillion years. And I hope she reads this just so she knows how much I love her, my twin. :)

I'm picking up what You're putting down

I walked into CYFM on Sunday, not afraid or intimidated but angry. Angry at the fact that I was leaving my friend's graduation party early, angry that I was not going on CAM, angry that I had to spend a week with some people but not others.BUT I was completely and totally wrong. 

  The week started with tons of hugs and love and joy at seeing people I knew already and meeting others who I hadn't, I still wasn't into the whole retreat, even though I usually feel the love when pulling into the CYFM parking lot. I don't exactly when I started feeling better about myself, others, and God. There wasn't one particular moment, but all of it. It ALL helped me to grow; throughout the week around those who did not have much time left helped me to love and appreciate every moment that I have. Life isn't about avoiding pain but learning how to deal with it. You have to get through all the bad times to know and appreciate the wonderful times in your life. COP was probably the best growing experience of my entire life and I will most definitely be writing more on it. I have learned acceptance of myself and others, genuine love, that peace speaks louder than force, and that I am a strong and beautiful individual. 

Love and peace. Love and peace. LOVE AND PEACE AND HAPPINESS. Just aim for that and you will be successful in life. I am so grateful that I had the chance to be near God and the amazing people I was with. I feel blessed and loved. Amen. :)

You can't stop the waves, but you can learn to surf them and enjoy the ride.