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Saturday, January 6th, 2007
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7:19 pm - Soundtrack
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1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc.)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...just type it in man!
OPENING CREDITS: Cannonball, Damien Rice
WAKING UP: Blue Mix, Five Iron Frenzy
FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL: Soldier in a Box, Hot Hot Heat
FALLING IN LOVE: Here is Our King, David Crowder Band
FIGHT SONG: All Apologies, Nirvana
BREAKING UP: Bawitdaba, Kid Rock
FORMAL: Kingdom Come, Coldplay
LIFE: Fortune Faded, Red Hot Chili Peppers
MENTAL BREAKDOWN: Send Your Love, Sting
DRIVING: Army, Ben Folds
FLASHBACK: Hard Day's Night, The Beatles
GETTING BACK TOGETHER: Sogno, Andrea Bocelli
WEDDING: Mama, You Got A Daughter, John Lee Hooker
BIRTH OF FIRST CHILD: 32 Flavors, Ani DiFranco
FINAL BATTLE: Look What You've Done, JET
DEATH SCENE: B-13, Jump, Little Children
FUNERAL SONG: Don't Forget to Remember Me, Carrie Underwood
CREDITS: Head Over Feet, Alanis Morissette
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| Tuesday, April 5th, 2005
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10:40 pm
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I don't want to write in my old journal.
I pretty much made this so I can keep up with all of my livejournal people.
I still use xanga.
when I remember/get around to it.
truth be told I'll most likely write every now and again here.
yeah.
yours,
ashley
current mood:  tired
current music: Jump, Little Children
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| Friday, February 11th, 2005
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9:05 pm - A taste of Xanga.. MmmMmm
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"The best thing though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was. Nobody'd move. You go go there a hundred thousand times.... Nobody'd be different. The only thing that'd be different would be you. Not that you'd be so much older or anything. It wouldn't be that, exactly. You'd just be different that's all. You'd have an overcoat on this time. Or the kid that was your partner in line last time got scarlet feaver and you'd have a new partner. Or you'd have a substitute taking the class, instead of Mrs. Aigletinger. Or you'd heard your mother and father having a terrific fight in the bathroom. Or you'd just passed by one of those puddles in the street with gasoline rainbows in them. I mean you'd be different in some way - I can't explain what I mean. And if I could I'm not sure I'd feel like it."
-The Catcher in the Rye
Have you ever thought about... how you'd never be the same as you were just the moment before? That you were somehow different? That it was something that no matter how much you wanted could never be again... because you'd seen too much? I'm not talking about "man, I wish I hadn't said that to him." But more of a realization that you are constantly changing, even the most bland, completely dull day you can remember having, has changed you completely. And is that necessarily a bad thing? I dunno, it's not that reading this book has opened my eyes, I've thought about that plently on my own before... it has just given a renaissance to the idea.
I completely enjoy my drive home from school every day. I hate it when I have to pull that sun visor thing down 'cause it blocks all of the tops of the trees so I cant see their brances cutting the sky into pieces. I love all of the bare trees, i find myself noticing more and more the goings on around me, the life that is all around; and not just the white walls of the classroom, or my watch depicting how much time I have to suffer -- but rather, the wonder of senses, loving every moment of life... making it all enjoyable. Reading good books. And seeing the "important" things on the big scale... and how insignificant they all really are. If I just enjoyed having a good conversation instead of doing my homework, which would be more memorable in the long run? I mean, sure, I thought about all of the big things that have changed me, how I believe God has put things in my life... people in my life, to make me the person I am today. Through all of the broken friendships and forgotten fights I have become the exact person I am, and no other person in this world will ever experience life the way I have. There's the little things too though, the little lessons I've learned that other people would maybe haven't done... one lesson for example: just because a nail polish is pretty on your nails, doesn't mean that it'll make pretty lipstick... in fact... it hurts. (hahaha)
"We may not be as happy as you always dreamed we would be, but, for the first time let's just allow ourselves to be whatever it is that we are."
-Garden State
Everyone sees life differently, everyone wakes up to their room. theirs. The room they decorate to their liking and recall when they are driving home after a long vacation from elsewhere. I love going to other people's houses, seeing what they call life. A persons house can tell so much, I love going to the kitchen and seeing the table, think of the family sitting there and discussing people that I'll never know, and problems I may never have -- and know that their life is significantly different from mine. All of the experieces leading up to that exact moment in time has made them different from me. Don't let anyone tell you you're not perfect, you are the most perfect you there could be right now... and two seconds later...you will be the most perfect you you could be then. end of story. That doesn't mean go out and follow your hearts desire, it doesn't mean all your bad habits are just you and shouldn't be fixed.... it just simply means you are where you are in your life, and nothing you could have done would make you be who you are right now.
"You don't know what a pear tastes like?"
-"I don't know what a pear tastes like to you."
-City of Angels
I do the same while driving sometimes... all the different cars... with all the different people, who all know a different home, family, memory. Who all wake up to a different room and are all on their way to a destination that they are thinking about at that moment; and at that point in their life that's what's important to them... maybe.
It's weird to think that everyone has not experienced the things I have, or think the same things. There are some people that will never watch Life is Beautiful, Big Fish, or My Life and have it really affect them. There are some people that will never wake up to all that is around them, the beauty of the perfect colors that their eyes have for their viewing pleasure at any given moment; hey the book may suck -- but look at the appeal of the cover, the scent may stink, but what an indescribable thing... smell. There are some people that will never find God. I'm not about to say my thoughts are original, and that no one has ever thought the same thing in all of history... I am saying that I am original and that there will never be another me.
"This is your one opportunity to do something that no one has ever done before and that no one will ever copy throughout human existance. And if nothing else, you will be remembered as the one guy that ever did this. This one thing."
-Garden State
I once read...or heard... I don't remember which - that people shouldn't read books. That it gives them a false idea of life, false expectations. But could it not just change how you view life? I think of the movie Big Fish (which is also a book... but I haven't read it) and how the father saw life, remembered his life, described his life...why not see the world from a different angle? Why does everything have to be so serious all the time? Does it make things any better in the end?
The most wasted day of all is that during which we have not laughed.
I was talking to a lady in my Spanish class the other day while waiting for a friend, she is an English major. She says she wants to write. I started asking her what kind of books she liked, and she told me some that she had read, but then went on to say that she isn't going to read any more books that she isn't required too, because she didn't want to be influenced by other writers...that if something she writes is compared to something of another author, she wants it to be completely by chance. I think that literature, that books, or movies or theatre, or whatever it all has an impact on people... it all makes them different, I mean yeah, you can't unsee things, it's going to change you. But that's just it... it's going to change you. It's going to become a part of you, and if you're writing is changed because of it, then it's only because you were, I'd hate to give up all good books, for the sake of my own few I could write. But then, this is from my perspective...
"It's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once and it's too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst, and then I remember to relax and stop trying to hold on to it and it flows through me like rain and I can feel nothing but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid, little life. You have no idea what I'm talking about I'm sure. But don't worry. You will someday."
-American Beauty
current mood:  pensive
current music: Rufus Wainwright - Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk
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