So I said I wanted to take pictures, this is what came of that.

Tell me what you think.

This is how I feel at this exact moment.

Main Entry: worthless
Part of Speech: adjective
Definition: of no use; without value
Synonyms:
abandoned, abject, barren, base, bogus, cheap, contemptible, counterproductive, despicable, empty, futile, good-for-nothing, ignoble, inconsequential, ineffective, ineffectual, inferior, insignificant, inutile, meaningless, mediocre, miserable, no-account, no-good, nothing, nugatory, paltry, pointless, poor, profitless, sterile, trashy, trifling, trivial, unavailing, unessential, unimportant, unproductive, unprofitable, unusable, useless, valueless, waste, wretched

Antonyms:
valuable, worthwhile, worthy

I like birds

I've been looking at lots of pictures lately and the ones of birds seem to stick out to me for some reason. I Love that they can fly, I've always wanted to be able to. I think that would be the coolest thing in the world. I think I'm going to get my pilots license one day. As for now, enjoy the sky and watch the birds.




(I took this one)

I need to stop

but I can't.

Colin H.

You have inspired me, I am dedicating this blog post to you. You're kind of great. I have been looking at your flick account for hours. In the slightest chance you see this I just want to say thank you, from a blogger to a blogger.

There is only one cure.

I have been itching to do something unconventional. Something crazy, run away for a couple days, sleep outside, I have been itching to take photographs. I want to do something fun, and I don't mean the fair, which I have yet to go to this year. I'm talking about taking a hike, going to the lake. Something exciting, in-the moment..

Spontaneous.

Off topic.

So I usually post some crap title and ramble on and on about useless things. Sometimes I'll post a picture or a few and sometimes juuuuuust sometimes, I actually write something meaningful. Worthwhile. It's like going to some discount store and searching the racks or horribly worn clothes and then you come across a beautiful little number that has your name on it, it's your size and everything. (This happened to me recently and I think I'm going to tell you about it.) So here is the story, (I know I'm getting side tracked but it's what I do best so I might as well embrace it) I was going to Annie's Attic With my mother, it's a store for used clothes, mostly for older folks but I decided to go anyway. I was scanning the racks when a little white tag caught my eye. Diane Von Furstenberg. It was a beautiful little crop jacket, Black with gold embroidery. Absolutely stunning. It was a size 2, Perfect. The thing retails for I'd say, two hundred, if not more. I wanted this thing bad. So I showed my mom how great it was and she liked it as well. The price: seventy. A tiny bit steep for a jacket but well worth it. I decided I would wait, save up the money by mowing the lawn. At twenty dollars a week I'd have enough in four short weeks. So I waited for the grass to grow, cut it, and waited again. Finally when I finally had eighty dollars in my pocket, I told my mom to take me to annies half expecting the jacket to be gone, but after a quick search, there it was. The thing is everything in life isn't that easy. I of course, had to get cold feet. I had eighty dollars in my pocket ready to go to this itty bitty jacket that I fell in love with but, hey, the money could go to my car or something right? So I decided I would wait it out again. Bad Idea. My mom went in just one week later, and guess what was missing? Yeahp. It was gone. I really wish I would have gotten it the first time. Well this was longer than intended and I'm fairly certain no one has read this far. If you have comment so I can reward you for being so persistent.

What I wanttt.

I really wish more people would comment, even if you hate what I write.
It would be nice to know at least someone is reading what I write. I mean, I do it mostly for myself, but every now and then it's good to get an opinion. Anyway, say what you want, I'd love to hear it.
Going to post something new very shortly quite possibly.

Oh, and remember to love!
:D

Ready

The inspiration is pouring out of me. It's like a dam with a large leak, and it's about to burst. I have to write in my journal or I'm going to forget everything I need so much to remember. Here are a few pictures I've picked up here and there. Enjoy.





If you want to sing out, sing out and if you want to be free, be free.

I heard these lyrics and I changed them up a little..

There's a hole in my heart and it's just your size, I guess everything is just going to have to be alright.


I took this picture a while ago, but I really love it, I hope you do too.

I have this crazy Idea.

I watched Grease again the other day, which I might point out, is the best musical ever. I don't necessarily like musicals but I absolutely love this movie. I think John Travolta was my first actor crush. It's so cheesy and everything, but I think that's what makes it so great. Grease 2 on the other hand, kind of disappointing. I love a good British accent here and there but it wasn't enough to fall in love with the movie.

Here's a little Travolta for you(: