Friday, March 28, 2008

please don't stop the music

(this post is inspired by Emily's 21 Days to Happiness)

Sometimes we indulge in things that aren't exactly "good" for us. For some people it's food, others might enjoy celebrity gossip.


I love reality tv. And I love super cheesy pop music.

Therefore, I love Danity Kane. Danity Kane is the cast of a reality tv show (Making the Band) fabricated into modern Spice Girls.

Reality tv and cheesy music. A combo of my two favorite things. A deep-fried, chocolate covered Paris Hilton wedding.

I can't help it. I'm damaged.
So damaged.
Can you fix my h-e-a-r-t?
Cause it's D-a-m-a-g-e-d.

Please don't judge me too harshly.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

oh happy day

My Saturday:

Woo hoo! Seafood Festival today! Can't wait to devour a fried sea creature of some sort.

Wait. The only crowd I see is a pack of homeless guys. Where is the festival? Maybe I should walk down to 3rd Street and find one of the street-light banners.

Ah. Right. Good thing this festival is actually scheduled for next weekend.

Alright. Day not ruined. No need to panic. What's that I see in the distance? Why, it's the Jacksonville Beach pier! People are fishing and watching the surfers. Awesum. I shall join them. (And, coincidentally, stop using the word 'shall'.)

Ok. There's a gate. A cashier. Looks like you have to pay a dollar to walk on the pier. And I don't carry cash.

This is grrrreat, only, not in the Frosted Flakes manner I would much rather prefer in this moment.

Screw you, beaches! I am going downtown!

Where to? Who knows. Over the Matthews and through the ghetto, to...something...we go. What's this street? Duval Street? As in (say it with me) Doooooooooooo-vaallllll, the county in which I so proudly reside? Make that turn.

Ah! The Downtown Public Library. Find parking garage. Get parking validated, feel so urban. Wander aimlessly. Fall haphazardly into nonfiction section. Sit cross-legged on the floor and read Hunter S. Thompson for an hour.

Regain feeling in legs (pins and needles!) and take elevator the first floor. Who knew my favorite beaches coffee shop can also be found in the public library? Order delicious Irie Sandwich (heavenly combination or turkey, swiss, green apples and Dijon mayo) and eat in library's adorable courtyard. Read Skirt. Watch people.

Drive home happy.

Yay for having more time to spend in Jacksonville.

Friday, March 7, 2008

and the award for most dramatic performance goes to...


And this is my acceptance speech.

Why is it when something EXCITING happens (births, celebrations, wedding, promotions, falling in love, home-buying, puppy-adopting, etc.) no one calls is drama? I'm not an expert, but I've studied enough minimal Shakespeare to know that not everything that people nowadays classify as drama is NEGATIVE.

No relationship is perfect. It takes work from everyone involved. This applies to the people you work with all the way up to the people you sleep with. There is no perfect situation. When the good stuff happens, it's still dramatic, right? Disagreements, discussions, misunderstandings, miscommunication, poor decisions ... it's all a part of life. You can't avoid these things. Can you work them out? Yes. Can you have a life without them? No.

I'm so sick of people saying "I don't want any drama." It's so unrealistic. Yes, people can control the way they handle things. However, we all have different ways of communication. We all have different ways of loving. We all have different paths and stories and goals. We are all different.

Drama is going to happen. The good and the bad. I say, embrace all of it. Keep on living. And quit crying to me about it.

P.S. I want to thank the academy, your mom, Jesus, and my 2nd grade teacher. I couldn't of done this without them.