Sunday, January 24, 2010

I Love....



I love starbucks
I love kisses
I love going to the movie theatre
I love musicals
I love sushi
I love dancing
I love listening to music
I love LOUD music
I love singing
I love standing in the middle of the stage and having the auditorium all to myself
I love walking around barefoot
I love daydreaming
I love flowing dresses
I love feeling pretty
I love sweatpants
I love wrestling
I love the forest and the beach
I love sunshine
I love lyrics
I love being warm
I love reading
I love writing on my blog
I love photographs and photo booths
I love SLR cameras
I love youtube
I love cuddling
I love fuzzy slippers
I love pleasant surprises
I love chocolate chip cookie dough
I love cooking
I love cooking with Rhett. Enchilada Cheese Dip. Yum.
I love ice cream
I love rain
I love photoshop
I love black and white photographs
I love calling pictures photographs and not photos
I love having a big vocabulary
I love mint oreos
I love colors
I love balloons
I love amusement parks
I love vanilla coke
I love Jones Soda
I love laughing with people
I love tickle fights
I love throwing fits about things when I'm not really upset
I love brushing my teeth
I love his eyes
I love quotes
I love doing silly things because I'm bored and I can
I love going on adventures
I love hiking
I love running and even better I love being chased
I love plotting with Hailey
I love messages
I love burning CD's
I love my ipod
I love creme cheese
I love Mexican food
I love yoga
I love clothes
I love spell check
I love getting phone calls
I love listening to my ringtones
I love letters
I love my plaid pj's
I love walking around in my panties and a t-shirt
I love sleeping in
I love staying up late
I love being at home with my friends
I love going to parties
I love strobe lights
I love people standing up for me
I love people just being there for me
I love listening
I love shopping
I love Hugh Jackman
I love The Lion King
I love discovering artists and bands
I love Adam Lambert, Trading Yesterday, Coldplay and VAST
I love to air guitar
I love feedback
I love options
I love deconstructing clothing
I love scarves
I love bubbles
I love taking hot baths
I love Vanilla
I love the lotion Hailey gave me
I love Barnes and Noble
I love Jane Austen
I love period films
I love Levi
I love Hailey
I love Rhett
I love Josh
I love Dev
I love Carter
I love my family
I love stupid nicknames
I love calling eden my gummy bear and laurel a munchikin
I love that I have a height complexity
I love that everyone else love's my butt
I love Kevin James
I love the "life is short, play naked" screen saver
I love Shiny Toy Guns
I love DJ headphones
I love days when I'm happy for no reason
I love having vivid amounts of energy
I love sarcasm
I love taking walks
I love dancing on the docks in the marina
I love my bicycle
I love the colors blue and green
I love food fights
Actually I just love food
I love sticky notes
I love blue raspberry popsicles
I love So You Think You Can Dance
I love The Notebook
I love birds
I love and miss Tucker
I love (and hate) having strange paranoias
I love brackets ()
I love writing in cursive
I love play fighting
I love sales
I love my giant black tu-tu
I love Desperate Housewives
I love reading the Cosmopolitan
I love making pirates out of models in magazines
I love collages
I love paint
I love going to the zoo
I love riding the city bus (take note-not school)
I love it when Adam calls me "his little strawberry"
I love driving around the neighborhood by myself
I love glass bottles
I love tennis balls
I love music videos
I love wedding dresses
I love colored pencils
I love horses
I love lions
I love playing with Truman
I love saying how much I don't like Twilight
I love that I have veins that stick out in my forearms
I love people telling me stories
I love Alice in Wonderland
I love the History Channel
I love texting

And chances are, I PROBABLY LOVE YOU!!!



Wednesday, January 20, 2010

wth???

Lady freakin Gaga did a cover of Viva La Vida?! Her of all people singing Coldplay's genius music and lyrics?! Sick and Wrong...SICK AND WRONG!!!!!!!!

My cat is amazing just fyi. Truly my best friend in life. She'll come to me, sleep with me, cuddle with me and kill icky mice for me anytime I want no matter how big of a jerk I am. And more importantly she doesn't shout back or take it personally when I get angry. Plus she is super warm, cute and soft. Perfect. I don't even know why I bother interacting with human beings anymore. I should just be a cat lady and go move into a cottage in the middle of Scotland all by myself. Just me and my hundreds of cats.

Ugh. Cramps. They stink. If this and crapping hurts this bad, I can't even imagine how child birth is going to feel. Yeah that was super blunt and gross. Get over it. I'm in pain darn it!

Don't take it personally. I only half mean it ;)

OMG Hawaii has a shakespeare festival!!! That is awesome! I am so happy now! I've been feeling some anxiety lately about going. I mean let's face it. First of all, I'm a bigot. Second of all, all those multi-cultural men like their subservient women and let's face it, I'm way too headstrong for my own good. Third, island fever. Fourth, I don't know anyone there. What if I get a roommate who is a psycho? Fifth, bugs. Ew. Gross. Disgusting. Sixth, I could get kidnapped and thrown onto some boat and never heard from ever again and probably sold into some Asian sex trade. And real life isn't like Taken. I don't have some ex FBI agent father to come save me. And finally, how the heck am I suppose to pay for all this? They are legitimate concerns, ok!?

But the Shakespeare Festival really does make me feel better. It will give a semblance of normality to the world I will shortly be throwing myself into and won't be leaving for two years. And I had never even thought about this but thanks to Levi pointing it out, I could learn how to surf! That would be awesome! I'm sure I'll suck at it but I totally could. And I'll practice. Then I could teach you all whenever you care to visit. YOU BETTER VISIT ME!

Oh and speaking of Levi, if you want to piss me off, involve him. I mean that pretty much goes for any of my friends and family but very specifically him. Yeah that's the best way to do and you will seriously have a bloomin' angry lion about ready to tear your head off. And yeah i'm talking to YOU CRAZY LADY!!!! I know you aren't reading this but if you will kindly step off it would probably be a good decision for you.

OOO imagine what would happen if you mixed Levi and my family together. I think I would basically kill something. Anyway...

Started working on a song. Finally. Of course I only have two lines right now...Pathetic...But that first line is pretty good so yeah. Whatever. I need some new artists. I mean sure I only have over 16GB on my ipod and I only listen to a very small fraction of that amount but that's not important. Irrelevant. So if you're out there, hit me up with some suggestions.

Peace out home slices.

-Bailey
Mood: Cranky
Song: Made For You by OneRepublic

then you start to wonder how you're gonna handle me when i'm under swimming in the dark sea



Tuesday, January 19, 2010

So I Should Probably Write On Here or Something

Sorry. I've developed a HUGE case of writer's block lately. It stinks because I have this relentless craving to start working on a new song or poem and I'm getting niente. Which is completely bogus in my opinion. It's just that lately I've been going through some legitimate phases of heightened emotions, both good and bad. You'd think it would be a source of inspiration right? I don't know about you but in my case, my best work comes from the heart and spurts of strong feelings, usually revolving around a person or event. So this should be perfect for creative output. BUT NO! MY BRAIN IS MELTING INSTEAD.

My definition for the day >>> Poetry: the spontaneous description of the soul

Yum. This color blue reminds me of cotton candy. I absolutely LOVE cotton candy. Just FYI, I'm freakin' possessive of my cotton candy. You touch my cotton candy and I will seriously bite your fingers off.

-Bailey
Mood: Crazy
Song: Fever by Adam Lambert

there he goes. my baby walks so slow. sexual! light's on but your mom's not home. i'm sick of layin' down alone with this fever