About Me
- Sharlovely
- El Segundo
- Make art not war. I drink copious amounts of tea. Slaughterhouses make me cry. I am obsessed with food, and as such, I eat constantly. Music makes me loose control.
MUZICK
So, usually I don't bother with New Year's resolutions, with the exception of the usual get in shape/be a better person bullshit, but approximately four whole minutes again, the flickering light bulb up there actually went off.
Are you ready for this?
I am going to pursue a musical endeavor! Now, I don't exactly know what (as this idea only came to me approximately six minutes ago; no, I don't type that slow...I just got slightly distracted...), but it makes sense, right? I love music. The sweet melodies of music flood my ears more than any other sound, maybe with the exception of my thoughts...but that's a whole other blog. Additionally, I painfully just realized that I have never even attempted any musical endeavors; what the flip is wrong with me?!?! (Proverbial) God knows I've tried just about everything else!
Twice, I have almost crept into the musical arena. The first was in third grade; we had to learn how to read music, but alas I left halfway through the year and my new school was not as dedicated to the arts (cheap Manhattan Beach school district...)
The second brush with musica came in the third grade during one of those trial classes. (You know, you take the class for like three weeks to see if you enjoy it enough to go further...) Well, it was an instrumental class and everyone was given a flimsy little recorder and promised that by the end of the three weeks they would be able to play it.
Yeah, I never got to make a liar of my teacher as inexplicably my parents decided that that year the annual family trip to New Zealand would be taken mid-school year. And of course the trip was three weeks long... I'm sure it is unnecessary to explain any further.
But it will all change this year. I will no longer just look in awe in to the lost world that is making melodies.; I will take part.
Or at least try.
And actually, I think I don't want to take up an instrument per say... I want to DJ.
Play with vinyl.
Put those fingers to good use.
And fucking dance out the soles of my shoes while doing it.
(But with dainty, brown arms)
Are you ready for this?
I am going to pursue a musical endeavor! Now, I don't exactly know what (as this idea only came to me approximately six minutes ago; no, I don't type that slow...I just got slightly distracted...), but it makes sense, right? I love music. The sweet melodies of music flood my ears more than any other sound, maybe with the exception of my thoughts...but that's a whole other blog. Additionally, I painfully just realized that I have never even attempted any musical endeavors; what the flip is wrong with me?!?! (Proverbial) God knows I've tried just about everything else!
Twice, I have almost crept into the musical arena. The first was in third grade; we had to learn how to read music, but alas I left halfway through the year and my new school was not as dedicated to the arts (cheap Manhattan Beach school district...)
The second brush with musica came in the third grade during one of those trial classes. (You know, you take the class for like three weeks to see if you enjoy it enough to go further...) Well, it was an instrumental class and everyone was given a flimsy little recorder and promised that by the end of the three weeks they would be able to play it.
Yeah, I never got to make a liar of my teacher as inexplicably my parents decided that that year the annual family trip to New Zealand would be taken mid-school year. And of course the trip was three weeks long... I'm sure it is unnecessary to explain any further.
But it will all change this year. I will no longer just look in awe in to the lost world that is making melodies.; I will take part.
Or at least try.
And actually, I think I don't want to take up an instrument per say... I want to DJ.
Play with vinyl.
Put those fingers to good use.
And fucking dance out the soles of my shoes while doing it.
(But with dainty, brown arms)
I <3 Ellen D.
"I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her."
XD
And she has mad dancing skillz too; Portia better watch it...
XD
And she has mad dancing skillz too; Portia better watch it...
MI NOMBRE EN URBANDICTIONARY.COM
1. sharlene
A girl who probably sits next to you in some class and your first impression of her is that shes probably too nice or well behaved to do anything freaky like let loose a rumbling rumplestiltskin or shout "streaking windwardly scuzzbucket!!!!"
But then you go to a party and she happens to be the only sober one there and shes still crazier than Stephanie dry humping the ladder that you brought into the living room.
Alex - Hey Sharlene ... How's life?
Sharlene - ... STREAKING WINDWARDLY SCUZZBUCKETS LOLOLOLOOLOL!!!! *Straddles ladder violently*
Alex - 0.o ( . Y . )
Stephanie - I CAN DO IT
ROFL
A girl who probably sits next to you in some class and your first impression of her is that shes probably too nice or well behaved to do anything freaky like let loose a rumbling rumplestiltskin or shout "streaking windwardly scuzzbucket!!!!"
But then you go to a party and she happens to be the only sober one there and shes still crazier than Stephanie dry humping the ladder that you brought into the living room.
Alex - Hey Sharlene ... How's life?
Sharlene - ... STREAKING WINDWARDLY SCUZZBUCKETS LOLOLOLOOLOL!!!! *Straddles ladder violently*
Alex - 0.o ( . Y . )
Stephanie - I CAN DO IT
ROFL
Mutiple-Personality Disorder?
So I was going through a journal from when I was 15 and I came across this most amusing, random, and perplexing entry:
"I am Bob. I am George. I am Gina. I am the very fat cat on the corner. I am you."
Followed by:
"Someday those five sentences will be known by every educated person on this planet. Bon Nuit."
Good to know that the illusions of grandeur have been with me from an early age. Lulz.
"I am Bob. I am George. I am Gina. I am the very fat cat on the corner. I am you."
Followed by:
"Someday those five sentences will be known by every educated person on this planet. Bon Nuit."
Good to know that the illusions of grandeur have been with me from an early age. Lulz.
LA DE DA DE FUCKING DA
Oh Verona! Is it foolish to fantasize about the future? Yes? Then I am a fool...
I imagine that once I am on my own, I will be able to fashion my life in a manner which pleases me above all. I won't have restrictions placed upon my by those parental units, whose rules are so plenty that I am forever in a state of suffocation and constantly seeking permission to just be.
It blows.
All I want is to leave the house at three in the morn to get a veggie burger. Is that so heinous a crime?
I imagine that once I am on my own, I will be able to fashion my life in a manner which pleases me above all. I won't have restrictions placed upon my by those parental units, whose rules are so plenty that I am forever in a state of suffocation and constantly seeking permission to just be.
It blows.
All I want is to leave the house at three in the morn to get a veggie burger. Is that so heinous a crime?
Image
How important is image to you? I've always thought that I was relatively untouched by the disease of being image-conscious, but tonight I found myself questioning...well, myself. I have realized that there are moments when I feel like I must project a certain image...these days I've been sporting a hipster look, but after browsing pictures of the swingin' sixties mod look, I have made up my mind to hop over to MAC Cosmetics after work and pick up maquillage to make this endeavor all the more successful.
Damn that was a long sentence.
Damn that was a long sentence.
I found this amusing and very relevent to my day as today I spent hours sitting at my local Borders reading the unappreciated and very informative account that is Skinny Bitch. Don't be fooled by the title; the book under discussion is not a piece of propaganda for just body image, but for a healthy and animal cruelty-free lifestyle.
hmmm
Ever have so much on your mind but can't seem to distinguish between the different things floating up there? Well, my friend, if your anwser to that was yes, then we have something in common.
**insert sigh here**
Moving on...
I had mock duck salad today for the first time! And surprisingly it was quite tasty. And duckish, I think anyway. I can't exactly remember what duck tastes like but the taste of my muck (hehehe) did trigger some memories...less salty memories, but memories nonetheless.
**insert sigh here**
Moving on...
I had mock duck salad today for the first time! And surprisingly it was quite tasty. And duckish, I think anyway. I can't exactly remember what duck tastes like but the taste of my muck (hehehe) did trigger some memories...less salty memories, but memories nonetheless.
Not my lyrics, and not my video, but its a really good song
"Somehow we survive, we don't even try,We don't like who we are, but we pretend anyway
Because we're human and such, we long for someone to touch
A little death to escape, a shallow grave with a face
Because we're ANYONE, is there anybody out thereis there anybody, ANYONE
is there anybody out there, ANYONE
is there anybody, oh oh oh oh, calling anybody repeat x5
Somehow we collide, we don't even know why
We can't quite comprehend, what makes us crawl in our skin
Because we're empty inside, we get no thrilled from this life
Consumed by pillars of fire, convicted by our desire
To just find ANYONEis there anybody out thereis there anybody, ANYONE
is there anybody out there (ANYONE)is there anybody (ANYONE) till fade"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N4GHZANVO9Q
Because we're human and such, we long for someone to touch
A little death to escape, a shallow grave with a face
Because we're ANYONE, is there anybody out thereis there anybody, ANYONE
is there anybody out there, ANYONE
is there anybody, oh oh oh oh, calling anybody repeat x5
Somehow we collide, we don't even know why
We can't quite comprehend, what makes us crawl in our skin
Because we're empty inside, we get no thrilled from this life
Consumed by pillars of fire, convicted by our desire
To just find ANYONEis there anybody out thereis there anybody, ANYONE
is there anybody out there (ANYONE)is there anybody (ANYONE) till fade"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N4GHZANVO9Q
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