Habanera.

Life has decided to throw me a series of forks in the road...AGAIN. To be honest, I'm tired of having to rearrange my life constantly. As much as I like spontaneity, I find that I'm longing for something stable in my life. I plan time and time again and the plans never stay the same. It keeps life interesting, but sometimes it's a little discomforting not to know. Not that I want to know. I don't want to know...I don't wish to know my life planned down to a line or list or this blog.

Maybe the constant thrush of paths I can choose from is fate giving me chances to be happy. But I wish the paths I had to choose from weren't so complicated no matter which path I choose to take. I know, I KNOW - that's life. Answers aren't supposed to come easy. But is ONE stable thing too much to ask? I love how high school was perfect and planned and everything since then falls to pieces or completely throws a curve ball just when I start to get comfortable.

I love school, but I just want to get it over with so I can see the world. I'm sick of being in Texas.
I want to travel (on one condition...) around the US and establish my improv self and see Europe and start a part-time band and sleep in a Toys R US store and learn the glockenspiel.
I don't care anymore, I'm going to do it all and you can't stop me. School can. School does... but I'll be a better person for it. A year from now I'll have graduated and be on the brink of 23. I have to admit that being twenty-one has been the best thing that has ever happened to me and I wouldn't change one thing about this past year for the world besides a few months of blahness I don't wish to go into. But that's over and done with and I'm over it. I've met wonderful new people, lost some really close ones and had to try to re-establish myself all over again, which hasn't been easy, but I'm progressing I'd say.

There's no point to this blog. I felt like writing which turned into venting. I'm listening to the Ruby Suns. It's comforting. I slept 14 hours today thanks to my best friend, nyquil. My foot is healing and I can walk on it again. I have four days left of 'summer' vacation. I'm going to Round Rock tomorrow to see a giant donut. One of my best friends is coming sunday. I still feel like dancing. I never realized how much I missed huevos rancheros. I tippy-toe to get around. Life is content. But still...I want more. :)


I love when videos have this type of feel...
...it makes me so happy.

Hey Lloyd!

Happiness consumes me. Been taking classes at Coldtowne and that's going rather well. A bit intimidating, but you've been warned, because now I analyze EVERYTHING for an idea. More so then when I critique for my English classes. So....watch YO back.

Done with summer school and I need to get out of here, but I can't decide where I want to go. I just want to get in a car and drive my ass out of this city. I love it, but I need something new, even if it's for a little bit. I hate routine. I'm antsy just typing this blog. I'll probably turn on some RUFUS WAINWRIGHT in a bit to let out some inner energy.

In music searchiness and playlists, my newest lovelist artist is Ms. Casey Dienel.

She's like Regina, except more folksy-jazz instead of jazzy-folk like Ms. Spektor is known for.
Too bad she's decided to leave her solo act on permanent hiatus and become part of the group known as White Hinterland.
It's still a great little experimental group, but Casey's solo stuff is much more soulful and playfully painful. And me being a sucker for happy music with a dark undertone, I couldn't resist Casey's album. I suggest a listen because good piano-pop is hard to find these days.

I'm tired and feel like singing. I want to film something. I've had this one idea for a while, but I don't know if I want it to be more of a artsy project or a scripted one. Hmm...

All I know is, I feel like dancing.

Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true?

The girly in me emerges. I've been playing with vintage hair-do's recently(amounting to the numerous hair products I've invested into lately). What I accomplished today in Jen's little salon of antiquarian bliss? A reverse...um...bouffant? I could be entirely wrong about that name. Actually, I'm pretty sure that I gave it the wrong name.

Oh! The Reverse POMPADOUR! That's what it's called.

Mhm. I was just trying to search for a picture to use, so I could show you what it looks like and came across a picture of Grace Kelly. Isn't she just beautiful? Makes me want to watch Dial M for Murder. Anyway, I can't find a good picture online anywhere, so I'll have to update this later with some pictures I took of the finished result.

Another beautiful thing? Young love. One of my closest friends got engaged! I just got asked to stand in the wedding today. I'm soooo excited! I've known Miss Cel for over 16 years and it's just wonderful to see her happy. Really, I think she deserves it and I wish her ALL the best. Her and her future hubby are incredibly adorable. :)

Things coming up - photoshoot for my friend for the NOH8 campaign...the Equal Rights campaign and writing classes at Coldtowne.

I'm also signing up for Lindy Hop as soon as I find a good school in Austin. I miss dance classes - I'm getting itchy for some new dancing in my life. It's been too long.

Here's a video, darlings. Dedicated to Mr. Warhol for his birthday today.
Best Interview EVER. Happy Birthday, Andy!