Makeup:

Blending Yellowish Gold, with Green and Blues can make your eyes feel tropical :]

There is so much to do, to figure out, to say, to start, to finish, to succeed in. But how do I get all done?

I dont think I ever will.

Shower time!

Do you ever find it, that the shower is where a lot of amazing thoughts seem to be brought about. Why is it that the shower brings about questions, statements, and in depth thoughts? Is it the steam? Or is it the relaxing-ness of the shower? Is it the water beating down on you?

I wonder... why do we think so much in the shower... and spend less time getting clean?

People Are Going To...

WANT YOU.

NEED YOU.

EXCEED YOU.

TAKE YOU.

LOVE YOU.

HATE YOU.

PLAY YOU.

RATE YOU.

SAVE YOU.

BREAK YOU.

WHY

Why don't you believe that I have talents, passions, or beliefs. I can put my mind to it. And do anything. Anyone can do the same thing. Sometimes, doors are closed, and there are few or no opportunities. But you cannot give up hope. You must continue on. You must carry on. You must succeed. Failure is not an option. (:

TUMBLR

http://curleelocks.tumblr.com/

Settled or Satified?

I used to be that girl who had ambition,

I used to want to do all my homework.

I used to want all the certificates I could get.

I wanted everything from life, and I got it all.

I used to be driven, and I knew what I wanted.

Then, somewhere... I got lost.

Now, I am satisfied being a girl who doesn't know anything.

I'm satisfied with being that bumb girl.

Am I satisfied? Or am I settling?

Love Is The Movement.

We tell the story.

We will be the hopeful.

Our hearts are heavy and light,

We laugh and scream and sing.

TWLOHA

MISSION STATEMENT:

To Write Love on Her Arms is a non-profit movement dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide. TWLOHA exists to encourage, inform, inspire and also to invest directly into treatment and recovery.

VISION:

The vision is that we actually believe these things…

You were created to love and be loved. You were meant to live life in relationship with other people, to know and be known. You need to know that your story is important and that you're part of a bigger story. You need to know that your life matters.

We live in a difficult world, a broken world. My friend Byron is very smart - he says that life is hard for most people most of the time. We believe that everyone can relate to pain, that all of us live with questions, and all of us get stuck in moments. You need to know that you're not alone in the places you feel stuck.

We all wake to the human condition. We wake to mystery and beauty but also to tragedy and loss. Millions of people live with problems of pain. Millions of homes are filled with questions – moments and seasons and cycles that come as thieves and aim to stay. We know that pain is very real. It is our privilege to suggest that hope is real, and that help is real.

You need to know that rescue is possible, that freedom is possible, that God is still in the business of redemption. We're seeing it happen. We're seeing lives change as people get the help they need. People sitting across from a counselor for the first time. People stepping into treatment. In desperate moments, people calling a suicide hotline. We know that the first step to recovery is the hardest to take. We want to say here that it's worth it, that your life is worth fighting for, that it's possible to change.

Beyond treatment, we believe that community is essential, that people need other people, that we were never meant to do life alone.

The vision is that community and hope and help would replace secrets and silence.

The vision is people putting down guns and blades and bottles.

The vision is that we can reduce the suicide rate in America and around the world.

The vision is that we would learn what it means to love our friends, and that we would love ourselves enough to get the help we need.

The vision is better endings. The vision is the restoration of broken families and broken relationships. The vision is people finding life, finding freedom, finding love. The vision is graduation, a Super Bowl, a wedding, a child, a sunrise. The vision is people becoming incredible parents, people breaking cycles, making change.

The vision is the possibility that your best days are ahead.

The vision is the possibility that we're more loved than we'll ever know.

The vision is hope, and hope is real.

You are not alone, and this is not the end of your story.

Two Is Better Than One

I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life and I thought
"Hey, you know, this could be something"
'Cause everything you do and words you say
You know that it all takes my breath away
And now I'm left with nothing

So maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time
To figure out the best of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two is better than one

I remember every look upon your face
The way you roll your eyes
The way you taste
You make it hard for breathing
'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away
I think of you and everything's okay
I'm finally now believing

That maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time
To figure out the best of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two is better than one


I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life and I thought, "Hey,"

Maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
Maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time
To figure out the best of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking
I can't live without you
'Cause, baby, two is better than one
But there's so much time
To figure out the best of my life
But I'll figure it out
When all is said and done
Two is better than one

Two is better than one

Who I Am

I want someone to love me,
For who I am.
I want someone to need me,
Is that so bad?
I wanna break all the madness,
But it's all I have.
I want someone to love me,
For who I am.

Nothing makes sense, nothing makes sense anymore.
Nothing is right, nothing is right when you're gone.
I'm losing my breath, I'm losing my right to be wrong.
I'm frightened to death, I'm frightened that I won't be strong.

I want someone to love me,
For who I am.
I want someone to need me,
Is that so bad?
I wanna break all the madness,
But it's all I have.
I want someone to love me,
For who I am.

I'm shaking it off, I'm shaking off all of the pain.
Breaking my heart, breaking my heart once again.

I want someone to love me,
For who I am.
I want someone to need me,
Is that so bad?
I wanna break all the madness,
But it's all I have.
I want someone to love me,
For who I am.

I want someone to love me,
For who I am.
I want someone to need me,
Is that so bad?
I wanna break all the madness,
But it's all I have.
I want someone to love me,
For who I am.

Trevi Fountain

A tradition legend holds that if visitors throw a coin into the Trevi Fountain, they are ensure to return to Rome.

I remember throwing my coin into the fountain, and an old Italian man sitting to the left of me, to me that I would return to Rome, and if I threw more then one coin... My wish would come true.

I remember my wish. Word for word.

Do you remember, when you were younger and people would tell you "be careful what you wish for..." I heard them, but I didn't listen.

I didn't make my wish clear enough. I did wish for something. And it did come true. But it didn't work out how I wanted it to. I love the Trevi Fountain, and I will return. But I don't know if I will wish for anything again. And if I do, I will be careful for what I wish for.

What If Believing Was Reality

What if everyday was treated like a new beginning, where grudges, bitterness, unforgiveness and worries died the moment your head hit the pillow.

And by the time you had awaken to a new morning, your mind would be renewed. Not lacking knowledge or wisdom from the past, but building on what has been made from prior situations and circumstances.

Each person you would come into contact with, you would treat like it had been the first time you met them. And you first impression and persona would be on the top of its game.

Being kind, loving, unconditional in terms of your friendship, and how things are done to show thanks.

What if we did things without having presumtuous intentions of wanted to be thanked for what had been done.

What if we shared our gifts, just out of love and never had the expectations of wanting to be loved in return, because we had the reassurance of knowing we are already loved, regardless of what we do.

What if our confidence was placed in something bigger then ourselves, so that our dreams weren't limited to our own fears and securities.

What if, believing was reality.

Take A Breath

I walked across the crowded street.
A sea of eyes, they cut through me.
And I saw you in the middle.
Your upset face, you wear it well.
You camouflage the way you feel,
When everything's the matter.

We've all been down that road before.
Searching for that something more.
World's spinning 'round.
There's no sign of slowing down.
So won't you take a breath?
Just take a breath.

People change and promises are broken.
Clouds can move and skies will be wide open.
Don't forget to take a breath.

Blink our eyes, life's rearranged.
To our suprise, it's still OK.
It's the way things happen.
Summer comes and then it goes.
Hold on tight, and brace for cold.
And it's only for a moment.

We've all been down that road before.
Searching for that something more.
World's spinning 'round.
There's no sign of slowing down.
So won't you take a breath?
Just take a breath.

People change and promises are broken.
Clouds can move and skies will be wide open.
Don't forget to take a breath.

Life isn't suffocating.
Air isn't over rated.

World's spinning 'round.
There's no sign of slowing down.
So won't you take a breath?
Just take a breath.

World's spinning 'round.
There's no sign of slowing down.
So won't you take a breath?
Just take a breath.
Take a breath.

People change and promises are broken.
Clouds can move and skies will be wide open.
Don't forget to take a breath.

World's spinning 'round.
There's no sign of slowing down.
So won't you take a breath?
Don't forget to take a breath.
Don't forget to take a breath.

TATTOOS

i got 'em.

written down.

booked.

read to be inked!

TATTOOS

i got 'em.

written down.

booked.

read to be inked!

What I Think Of You

I think it's so stupid that people try and fit a look. A look that they either think will get them in with their friends more, or that suits them... at that particular moment. I hate that if you dress a certain way you must have tattoo's, piercings, and play a guitar or drums. I hate that if I don't wear super tight jeans, and if I don't have every plaid shirt ever made, or if my hair isn't dyed jet black, and is completely straight then I must not listen to punk music, or rock music, or play the guitar. If I dress in Gap clothes, american apparel, and forever 21 or whatever looks cute at a boutique, I shouldn't have piercings or walk around with a pick in my wallet. I hate that just because I own more then one Juicy Couture purse I must automatically not be a gamer, and don't know what boys are talking about when they say "Call of Duty," or "Gears of War," or "Bioshock 2 Multiplayer is probably going to be better then the first, other then the fact that there is no Sprint Mode (BULLCRAP BTW) and it's awesome that the big daddy (yeahhh.. thats his name) comes up in every level and lasts longer." I hate that when I talk to people, and they are shocked about what I know.. they have to look me up and down and make me do a little dance before they believe that I'm not bullshitting them. I hate I have talents and passions and because I am a girl, that dresses a certain way... I don't meet up to your standards. But to me, I don't care, because that just shows that you can't judge a book... or girl... by the cover or her fake tan. And that just goes to show that you dress that way to fit in with your "boys." Sorry to tell you dear, you don't even fit your own profile. You're missing a few things.

Officially Done.

So I applied for a total of 11 programs.

A total of 419.00.

And I still don't know what I want to do.

Nerve Wrecking.

Do you ever get those panic attacks when you see people? I get two kinds. One when I run into someone from the past, whether it be an ex-anything, or just someone who you haven't seen in a while. It's nerve wrecking, and I can actually feel my body freeze up and my heart drop. It drops just a little. But it feels like I've thrown it over the CN Tower. The second kind is when you see someone you know well, or currently talk to. And you just don't know what to say, cause you're passing by them. It's just a build up of inevitable fail and voice cracking. Why I get so worked up over something that others can do in a breeze, I'll never know.

Resolution

I have so many resolutions.

I also have a list of 100 things I want to do this year.

Correction,

Must do.

The Ting Tings

They have a really good c.d.

No matter HOW commercialized they have become.

I'm just sayin'

Comes Love

Comes a rain storm, put your rubbers on your feet.

Comes a snow storm, you can get a little heat.

Comes love, nothing can be done.

Comes a fire, then you know just what to do.

Blow a tire, you can buy another shoe.

Comes love, nothing can be done.

Don't try hidin', 'cause there isn't any use,

You'll start, slidin', when you're heart turns on the juice.

Comes a headache, you can lose it in a day

Comes a toothache, see you dentist right away

Comes love, nothing can be done.

Comes a heat wave, you can hurry to the shore

Comes the summer, you can hide behind the door

Comes love, nothing can be done.

Comes the measels, you can quarantine a room.

Comes a mousey, you can chase it with a broom

Comes love, nothing can be done

That's all, brother, if you've ever been in love.

That's all, brother, you know what i'm speaking of.

Comes a nightmare, you can always stay awake.

Comes depression, you may get another break.

Comes love, nothing can be done.

Nothing can be done.

2010

I don't know how to start this year off with a bang. Until the end of January, that is how you are going to make you're impression, or mark/stance on 2010. I know this year will definitely be more serious, I just don't know how to direct my efforts, other then school. Partying with friends? Or relationships? Does it make me a bad person if I don't know if I want to be tied down? It is bad that I want the best of both worlds, but sometimes... You just can't have that. I'm happy now. For now. That's all I can say about that. But every DAY! It's not that it's doubts, its confusion. Not to worry, only time will tell and reveal what I'm going to do about 2010.

beautiful people.com

"i think looks matter to most people to some degree. granted, you can be and most likely will eventually be attracted to someone's personality. but the truth of the matter is, looks is what originally attracts you to people, more often then not. and for most people, you need to be physically attractive to be with someone."

3 Please!

So during my adventure Downtown Toronto today, my sister and I went to multiple book stores. Of course! So I got three books. 1. A novel. 2. An enriched classic. 3. Instrumental assistance. I'm excited about all three. I'll start reading/using all three, then let you know if they're any good or not.

Sound good?

Updates!!

I've got it all written out,

Tomorrow!

POSTS! :]

Cort L900C 6 Metal String Spruce

Music is a beautiful thing,

Especially when you have a guitar.

Sister Dates

Sometimes, you just need them.

To talk,

To vent,

To laugh,

To be normal.

You need sibling dates to bring you back down to earth.

To keep you grounded.