I finished the last episode of my latest fix, brit drama/comedy Misfits. Now, I don't know what to do with my life. I guess I'll just watch American Idol, but nothing compares to Robert Sheehan's sexy face. Just look at him and tell me he isn't beautiful?
When I go back to school, I am going to be missing out on so many reality shows I've been watching like Bad Girls Club, The Real World Washington D.C, and Millionaire Matchmaker! I can't believe I've gotten so obsessed! I am seriously considering getting a t.v, but then I'll never be seen again by my friends and I'll skip class.
I don't remember what life was like without television. Help?
It’s a strange feeling running with an axe. I don’t much care for, especially going down hill. I wasn’t sure how it started, I think I tried to jump over a log and suddenly I was running. I tried to stop but the decline and my own momentum wouldn’t allow me. The only thing I could really think of was, “if I fall throw the axe one way and the clippers another.” I kept repeating it to myself, “throw the axe one way. Throw the axe away. Throw it.” At one point I almost convinced myself to throw it then and come back for it later. But I didn’t and eventually I was able to slow down. Still I wonder if I had tripped would I have reacted in time.
I'm PMSing. Do I have a song to express how I feel? Not really. Unless you have a song about an emotionally ravaged girl, jumping from extremes of every emotion you can imagine almost every hour. I wish there was someone who could write a song that clearly depicts exactly how I feel at my lowest, most depressed moment. Oh wait.
Really Sarah? Goodness. Cheer up.
Anyways. To be honest I really haven't been feeling the best emotionally and that is actually due to PMS. But seriously guys, I haven't been feeling as bad as our friend Sarah here.
I'm back in San Francisco studying spanish. Funny thing is, when I have a nice person willing to explain things to me very slowly, it's not so bad. I wish I picked up languages faster but I really have to work. I'll make it, I promise.
I've also been running almost every day. Just one mile. I enjoy this. I really enjoy not going out to run and either 1) feeling guilty for not running ten bajillion miles or 2) dreading the run alll day.
However being up here early, with such little time with my family, has in one way or another led to missing them. Weird. They're a bunch of goons... but then I look in the mirror and realize... I am one of them. It's scary.
I guess that's a short update. "Finding inner peace" is a long road but I am well on my way.
Goodnight. [I'm not really sleeping. I'm going to go pack for Humboldt tomorrow. WOO!]
Grizzly Bear. What can I say? I've tried to put them into words, but I can't. Actually, I don't want to because whatever I write wouldn't even begin to scratch the surface of how amazing they have been to me and this world. My biggest regret is not finding out about them sooner. My favorite band of this year, Grizzly Bear, has consumed me with their musical genius-ness.
I have mentioned them before in passing, but this song, "Ready, Able" is definitely one of my favorites on their most recent album "Veckatimest". Edward Droste's voice puts me in this sleep like stupor that has me swaying side to side with my hands in the air. I absolutely love the way it makes me feel. Backed by his three bandmates who harmonize in the best melodic fashion I have yet to witness, this four piece band is everything I ever wanted and more.
I planned on showing the music video, but I felt that it didn't give the song any justice. I found the live version they did on Letterman, which is by far the best performance I've seen of this song. It made me cry the first time I saw it.
One of my dreams is to see Grizzly Bear live. If I am ever in a coma, I am telling you now that only Edward Droste will bring me back to consciousness. I am serious.
