4.02.2009
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1.28.2009
Who Couldn't Love these Places?
Well, there are so few who don't have something good to say about this city, and those people probably just have bad memories of the stock-market crashing, and those people are probably dead. To be Honest. But, this place is just amazing. God, I would say more about it, but I've already talked about it so much in prior posts; I don't want to sound like a broken record.
There are so many memories, walking to the Charles Theatre: either freezing your ash off, or lightly scampering out of the rain. Either seeing "Revolutionary Road," "Milk" and "There Will Be Blood". All the best, honestly I love them all.1.27.2009
Dressing Up to Walk Out of Your Bedroom
11,500 jobs lost today
I know we have elected Barack Obama who has promised change to come obviously that change including more jobs or just jobs in general for those whose lost them. But, within a week of his welcomed arrival this has happened, and I can only feel sorry and pity those without a job. It's no one's fault except those who have their presidential or vice presidential powers, but every day is a struggle for these people. Just living with my dad, who did quit, but everyday with a rejection of his unpublished book, everyday there's a disappointing question starting with what if? What if I never get published? What if I don't find something else to do? What if my kids can't pay for college? same for these people. They can only get up a certain amount of days without giving up because the feeling of rejection when trying your best is too hard deal with. And the ones before them, I can't even imagine.
I know we have elected Barack Obama who has promised change to come obviously that change including more jobs or just jobs in general for those whose lost them. But, within a week of his welcomed arrival this has happened, and I can only feel sorry and pity those without a job. It's no one's fault except those who have their presidential or vice presidential powers, but every day is a struggle for these people. Just living with my dad, who did quit, but everyday with a rejection of his unpublished book, everyday there's a disappointing question starting with what if? What if I never get published? What if I don't find something else to do? What if my kids can't pay for college? same for these people. They can only get up a certain amount of days without giving up because the feeling of rejection when trying your best is too hard deal with. And the ones before them, I can't even imagine.
1.23.2009
["Are we human or are we dancer?"]
Apparently you can tell a lot about someone through their music. So, right now, according to my selection of "No One" by Alicia Keys, I am black and enduring a very passionate love. Hmmm. . . Not true in any sense. Unless you think that No One is saying something else, or at least reflects something else. Eh?
Now, I'm listening to what the shuffle option on my iTunes has delivered to my ears: "Lovers in Japan/ Reign of Love" by Coldplay. This song is very visual and powerful. It sooths me, while it inspires me in doing an interpretive dance. [my dad just told me that he taught Chris Martin, like he was his interpretive dance instructor] I may need a palm reader or a soothsayer because I really want to know if after college I'll become an interpretive dancer.
Now, I'm listening to what the shuffle option on my iTunes has delivered to my ears: "Lovers in Japan/ Reign of Love" by Coldplay. This song is very visual and powerful. It sooths me, while it inspires me in doing an interpretive dance. [my dad just told me that he taught Chris Martin, like he was his interpretive dance instructor] I may need a palm reader or a soothsayer because I really want to know if after college I'll become an interpretive dancer.
1.22.2009
Abonohu te:
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