Politics?

Democrats launched an ‘Anti-Limbaugh‘ petition today after conservative radio host Rush Limbaugh’s recent statements claiming he hoped president Obama would fail. Seriously government people, get to work already. No one cares about the statements of some flake on the radio. Do something about the mess we’re in already and stop f****ing around. What is this, preschool?

Read this on Changethethought.com and I'm not going to add anymore to that, whoever wrote this said it perfectly.

So this is what I've decided to do. I figured that most likely no one's even going to back and read the older posts, not even the self-obsessed me myself. So I simply deleted them. Also, I changed the background, just because I wanted to see what would happen if I kept all the decorative elements of this blog completely unimaginative and boring. And lastly, I think that I am going to from now on, only post about things that are actually interesting. Sharing with people my feelings and complaints and most uninteresting details about my life is just very silly and unproductive. So here we are, a brand new blog. And hey what's with me always giving each post two thousand tags anyway, what do I wish to possibly accomplish with that? So no more labeling my posts. Alright then.

Best Surprise Ever

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A Few Thoughts On New Year's Eve

Today is new year's eve, one of my favorite holidays. Hard to explain why but new year's is such an important day for me, even though it feels nothing like a holiday. For me, it is one of the only days that has some kind of meaning, though in a vague, impractical and nostalgic way. This is one of the only times that I would permit myself to use the expression "emotional roller-coaster" and I'm going to use it now. New year's is never about new beginnings or resolutions or endings. It is the summary of all the times treasured, misspent; all the emotional roller coasters and their quite aftermaths and disappearances. It's when you look back and look forward and feel for a moment the immensity of history and growth; progress and deterioration. It is the time when we decide to reinvent ourselves and wish for better things. The truly hard part is to look beyond phases and states in life and realize that life is forever continuous:even when tragedies strike, even when you finally experience the moment of absolute bliss, even when you think for certain that time is irrelevant. The truth is time is never forgetful and numbers that represent time are forever accurate and infinite. It is not moments of greatness that define who we are, it is not the difference in numbers that make any occasion special, it is the finite footsteps and fateful journeys, the series of decisions and consequences that leave impressions on the world. So in this sense, new year's is so insignificant that it's a wonder why people celebrate it. And this is exactly why I love new year's. It is the way we seriously and ridiculously mark a day on the calender as a day of hope and forgiveness. It is the day that we shout in unison that everything is possible, for no other reason than it is the new year's. I truly feel the optimism of human spirit on this day, however inexplicable or unrealistic, we decide to give ourselves second chances and believe in ourselves.

http://www.abandoned-places.com/ somebody should explore with me someday

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CerklfGdltQ perfect song for the new year's day

And lastly, I want to wish everyone a special new year's.

happy christmas, new year, birthday

Seeing that I'm officialy leaving in 12 hours, I decided finally here to do the responsible thing: finally updating my blog. I know that it's the Holidays season, and I'm expected to have a little Holiday spirit, even House did for heaven's sake, though for the wrong reasons. So however trite this may sound, I don't really care: I am going on a miserable trip, and I'm overpacked, not slightly surprising, of course. And I'm going to miss all of you terribly and Merry Christmas and I hope you have a happy new year. And thanks for all your gifts! So now that's done, I'm making a new cd, and it's being dominated by Muse Muse and more Muse. No one's home, or online. :(

AHHHHH, the CD is not blank, what's that supposed to mean, I just took it out of the box!!!

Here's a video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7X_PgBJFxSg

Well, Sunny's gone, and I'm frustrated. Happy birthday month (almost) to me.

Hold On

It's funny how much has changed in the past few years, it's all been so totally, completely and utterly extraordinary and yet, normal. In some sense, I guess I'm no different from my peers, but I can't help but feel a bit odd. What's the word? Surreal. Even the boredom and the repetition of everyday life. It's still really hard to comprehend the changes and uncertainties in the past, and the ones facing me, today.
Hold On.

Nothing's Wrong

I had a frightening dream this morning. In the dream, I saw myself asleep in bed, and deeply disturbed by a reoccurring nightmare, always lucid, but nevertheless horrifying. I woke up and found the sun had filled the entire room, and I found out that I was going to die alone. The moment this realization hit me, I forced myself to escape from this imagination that was nothing more than my own creation. Overwhelming panic paralyzed my body as I opened my eyes and regained my breath. However, my mind refused to let go of the vivid image of me, in different beds, many in the cold hotel rooms I once rested in, some belonged to the homes I grew up in,not long ago. Some of the times I was alone, curled up in a ball, eyes shut only to save myself from the darkness. (what I thought I feared the most) In the other rooms, I was with people I no longer had contact with, they floated gracefully and effortlessly in the air and simply, stared at me, and said nothing. And each time I woke up instantly, only when I heard someone calling my name, all those names, all me. As if there was one identical message hidden in the nightmare or spoken by all the people I knew in those rooms who were guarding me. Somehow, I thought I was going to die alone. I didn't accept this understanding , I couldn't. Now when I think about it, I'm no longer haunted by what I saw. I was at peace with myself, and open minded, as if there's no longer anything to hold me down. I am no longer afraid of the things that I'm unable to control, and I no longer felt the need to be protected and kept away from what I feared the most.