So, okay, I'm not all that cool. I was watching an episode of the Simpsons and Homer's life flashed by as snapshots of sorts, a very cool scene indeed for the Simpson's. A song was playing, I just knew I had heard it before, but I couldn't place from where.

Long story shorter, it's from the Every Day video- of which I have not seen. Strange, because I could swear I have seen a scene much like that with that exact music before. Perhaps the sunshine has faded from my spotless mind, I don't know.

After some searching I found the artist who composed the song. I don't know what else she has done, though I would love to hear it.

Point being, sometimes I obsess. Well, okay, I obsess a lot. I wish I could live in the song, forever. If I never heard another song again, I might just be okay with that. If Carly's song could just play over and over, the bass from the piano strings and the flux of the notes crawling over my skin and into my ears until they bleed... well that would suck, but I think you get my drift.

It makes me see so many things in my head, the song works if you are happy, if you're sad, I think even if you are angry or feeling a might vengeful, if you're lonely or bored, uninspired, lost, content or just.. you.

Check it blee... [link]

There are so many talented people on DeviantArt. I am so not one of them! I love to look at everyone's galleries and to fav my little heart out. Sometimes I get a little sad that I don't have any considerable talent. My mom paints, my dad builds, my brother writes, my grandfather is crazy and all I do is dream dreams no one else can even imagine- yet.. I never seem to be able translate them into something tangible others can experience. I have all these pictures and ideas and words and sounds and feelings trapped in me but no way to get them all out! Gaah. I'm even trying to learn Spanish, something I thought I would be good at, and I suck at that too! The three Mexican's I meet with every Wednesday speak better English without paying for school than I do with three semesters of school! And I never shut up! I should so be good at that!

Okay. No one's reading this anyway! Heh. I am done with my pity party. ¡Fiesta de Piedad! ¡Cada uno es invitado!

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Read the article in the link above. Simply amazing. I know I won't own one anytime soon, but damn. I can't think of a leap in the electronic world that has me as excited as this. Imagine NEVER taking a bad picture ever again. Ever.

I just discovered this emoticon.. I don't know how I never saw it before, but I love it! muhuhaha. Plus, I needed something to get rid of the other journal entry. Not that anyone reads my crap.

Tagged. Yes. And not by one of those sexy guys with the body spray.
So EIGHT random facts. Geeze.

1.) I haven't lived at home since I was 16.
2.) I like to write Sci-Fi stories and incidentally enjoy email, message board and chat based RP. (anyone want to play?)
3.) I drink way to much water.
4.) I am, in fact, addicted to chap-stick.
5.) I like to collect paper. Not pretty cardstock or stationary, just random scraps of paper. Including notebooks (not even the pretty ones just the cheap Wal-Mart ones) and journals and I collect pens too. (I want your interesting scraps of paper!)
6.) I suck at math.
7.) I only like to take pictures of myself with my camera phone because it has the built in "sexy" filter and I can't seem to find one to fit my regular camera.
8.) I name my cars.



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Okay.. so I barely know the four people I tagged. Bite me, I am not tagging eight people. I only got four watchers!