Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Chasing The Sun
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Alone
I'm having the hardest time falling asleep tonight, even music isn't helping much. I pray, but tears keep coming. Brain won't shut up. That reoccuring nightmare! I'm scared.
I feel very much alone.
Sorry. Just had to let this out. I didn't know who to tell or if I should even tell someone, so I just wrote it here. I kinda feel better. Thanks. G'night.
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Summer Nights
The best part about summer are summer nights. I remember when I was little I used to hangout on my parents' balcony and camp in a box opened on both ends. I'd put a blanket over the box and crawl inside with a pillow. I would lay there in the dark and enjoy the night air. Sometimes my mom or dad would join me. :)
xo, J
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Spontaneous Moments
So I was thinking back to Kina's show at the park a few weeks ago. I remembered this one moment when I just really felt alive. The whole time I was there, it was a great time, but there was one particular moment when Kina was singing a "semi-new" song called "Little Worrior." It has become one of my favorites lately. Anyway, during the middle of the song, a flock of birds flew overhead. I looked up at the sky and that moment couldn't be anymore perfect while sitting out in the grass under the shade and enjoying the good music and being surrounded by happy people. It's one of those spontaneous moments when you realize you're alive and you say to yourself, "Wow! THIS is LIFE!!"
Those little spontaneous moments are what I live for.
xo, J
P.S. This also means animals really love Kina. She really is a real life Disney Princess. haha! :P
Friday, July 5, 2013
Bad Haircut
I know...INSANE. (O.O)
I remember feeling like I didn't like it, but I at the same time I didn't mind so much. I just kind of let it be. I accepted the fact that this lady ruined my hair. When she finished with my newly styled haircut, we went to the front of the salon to show my mom.....She HATED it. She immediately told my hairstylist to change it, saying, "Bring my baby back." My hairstylist was upset. I was just passive about it. lol Typical me in real life. I just kind of let others tell me what to do and I do it with no complaints (most of the time).
So we went back to our seat and my hairstylist started cutting my hair wildly. She even asked me to choose what color I wanted to keep just so we could "have a little freedom" from what my mom wanted. I chose to keep the blonde highlights because it didn't look too bad and it looked more "normal" than the other colors. When she finished, I had a pixie cut, like what I have now, except it had blonde highlights. Then when she styled it, she put way too much waxy hair product in my hair that it looked slicked back. But my mom liked it and I didn't think it looked too bad. I knew I could just wash it off. Anyway, my hairstylist came back with a brush in her hand and then.....I woke up.
That was my dream. It was so weird. Looking back at it now, it kind of shows a little bit of who I am: things I don't like about myself and things I'd like to change.
Plus, I searched what all of this means and I found this site. Thank you, internet. It's interesting...
http://www.dreambible.com/hair.html
peace, rawr, and lol
"You Have More Friends Than You Know"
CUPS!!
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Happy Birthday!!
Happy Birthday, Tito! I still can't believe you're gone. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the colorful fireworks across America today. It must have been prettier from your view. lol :)
Happy Birthday, America!!
xo
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
I hate being sick.
lol :)