musical melodies

I'm glad to hear the news that Caroline's iPod is found, but I'm even glad-er (not a word but more glad sounds stupid) that I've finally gotten around to adding music to my mp3 player. Wanna know why that makes me happier??? Do ya? doya doya doya?

It's because I get to borrow Natasha's CDs and she has about a thousand and it's all guarunteed to be awesome. For instance, I shall list some of the ones I've added already and I've only gone through a third of her music.

Jack Johnson (3 CDs, including one song from Curious George soundtrack--Upside Down. The only one I felt like adding from thatCD)
Cartel (new obsession with them)
Journey Greatest Hits (yes, that includes Don't Stop Believin')
Jon McLaughlin (new discovery)
James Blunt
Hinder
HelloGoodbye
Goo Goo Dolls
Evanescence (I don't know what the Sher-Pas were talking about when they wrote in the lines "If it's Evanescence you will be severely mocked." I personally love Evanescence)
Carrie Underwood (Some Hearts)
Boys Like Girls (since you don't seem to remember to let me borrow it ever)
Avril Lavigne
Aerosmith

And there are many more that will be added. The Beatles especially.

That's a lot of music. I'm curious as to how many songs I'll have now after I finish this. I had 277 before. I'll let you guys know in the next post.

That's all my news.

Heather

trouble travels fast...

theivery

In which Caroline is ripped off, Heather realizes her boredom, and music resounds in the background, playing it's melodic tune that she's fallen very deeply in love with.

I shall blog. Every day. Except for those two VERY fine weeks in which I will be away from my family (yay! You have no idea how much I love that after last night...*sigh*)

Honestly I'm Instability

Show me how to let you in

I'm making mistakes

I'm falling, I'm falling again

I have built all the walls

For no one to use at all

This is overjoyed

Tracing lines in summer skies at night

And with or without a reason why

We'll always be wondering if we're ever right

I'm convinced that if we turned the lights off the world might surrender

I insist, by breaking the rhythms, love will fall into step again

This sound is lacking direction

These empty rooms are a prison

Your words ring hollow and aimless

And you are here denying what?

Oh, this seems out of reach

Taking every breath we'll ever need

With no assurance I can see

We'll unlatch the gate and set them free

I confess I did not even once believe the air would surround me

I can see, by breaking the rhythms, love has found me again and again

This sound is lacking direction

(These empty rooms are a prison)

Your words ring hollow and aimless

And you are here denying what you see

(This heavy breath is a prism)

This time we're all gonna listen

The stage is coming to life now

When you start to sing, "Hallelujah!"

We shut our eyes

And smile to ourselves

~Stairwell Collapse~

And so it begins... The summer of change, of music, of poetry, dancing, memories, and friends.

What do you know? It could actually be fun doing this everyday...

Lila calls,

heather

Sitting alone thinking about it all over coffee

There are so many thoughts racing through my mind right now. Jumbled up together in a giant mess of words and images.

So many things on my mind worrying me, exciting me. So many different responses to them all.

I need something to do to help me concentrate. Something to help me sort out all my thoughts into a steady streamline of sensicle babble instead of nonsensicle babble.

I wish I had a horse to groom or ride. Good music would help if it weren't for the fact I'd get so caught up in it that I would stop thinking about what I needed to.


I can't wait for the Taylor Swift concert on the 15th. I haven't gotten the tickets yet, I can't get ahold of Courtney, you're still gone, Caroline, and I can't get them on my own right now.

I hope Danielle and Chloe can go. I hope that I don't have anything to do for track on that day. That thought hadn't actually occured to me until just now. It's joining the others scrambling around in my head.


TWO WEEKS!! god, that's an awful thought. I know I said I was almost done, but since then, I haven't done anything. I haven't finished my portfolio. I'm completely stressing about getting in. I've been staring at the chapter I'm sending in for the last few days and I keep changing my mind about it. I don't want to change it. I do. I don't. I don't know. I probably shouldn't. It was my first instinct and you should always go with your first instinct...Ok, whatever. I'll put that aside and worry about something else.


I also keep drifting through the sea paper otherwise known as my bookshelf. I cleaned it out yesterday and I still don't have enough room for all my books. And I'm getting more. That's one of the things I've been thinking about. The Sweet Far Thing and how much I want it and how Walmart didn't have it and I haven't been able to go to Books-A-Million or Barnes and Noble to get it. Also thinking about Chosen, the third in the series I just read that's not coming out until March. Thinking about how I need it right now because the last one was just so devastatingly good and left the end open with something awfully and amazing and heart-wrenching and pure magic.

I need more books, but I don't have room for anymore.

This is fitting to be talking about because I am currently listening to Plenty of Paper by Eisley. It's an amazing song about a bookworm. I love it.


I think writing this helped me sort some things out.

♥Heather

((I don't like being seperated from the world like this))