Crazy Socks & Writer's Block

Puking Positively Poptarts

Finals week sucks. The end. 

If you're lost and alone Or you're sinking like a stone Carry on May your past be the sound Of your feet upon the ground Carry on This song kept playing today and it really spoke to me. When bad things happen and the entire world changes in one moment, you can carry on. Not only can you, but it's OK to. It's ok to carry on. It's ok to laugh. Tell a joke. Do something for yourself. It's ok.  It's ok to feel. It's ok to cry whenever you need to. It's ok to let it hit you again. It's ok to keep repeating the same phrase over and over again to the same person. It's ok to reach out. It's ok to not. It's ok to want to hit the lady saying her day is ruined because she spilled her coffee. It's ok.  Friends are the best. They seriously are. Especially when you're all grown ups and help each other and listen and ahh. I seriously have the best friends, like, ever. Friends and family are important in the whole carryin...

If everyone could be a little bit kinder. A little bit softer. A little bit nicer today. And then do it all again tomorrow. That would mean everything.

I've finally written something! This is part of a short story I'm working on for class, here's what I have done so far. “Hey Julie. Could I go with you to the studio today, learn some tips?” the new guy Lance asked. I about told him that he'd be better off observing someone else, I'd only been here two years after all, but then that rather large place in the back of my head that loved to over think things started screaming, “Flirting! Flirting!” I made a mental note to relay this situation to Lorraine when I got home tonight to see if she thought so. Ever since she'd gotten engaged, she lived vicariously through my pitiful love life for what she called excitement. I called it shameful. “Yeah, sure. No problem. I was heading there now actually.” “Cool cool,” Lance said. He followed two steps behind me down the stairs to the basement where my studio was located. He probably thought I was going to trip in my heels or something. I wasn't...

Yesterday was full of brain farts. Like, a lot. I read the news that it was going to snow, saw it was sunny outside and said, ya know what, I'm only taking a little jacket with me. That wasn't very fun walking to the bus stop. I forgot to refill my medicine until the last minute, then realized it had no refills. When the doctor asked when my last menstrual cycle was, I told her a day in the future. Forgot what week it was. Zipped two different jackets together and didn't notice until I went to take a nap. I was giggling in my sleep. For a good ten minutes. I never would have known without Joice. I was so excited for the new episode of NCIS, that I arranged a way for myself to watch it in a friend's room. Seven o clock rolled around and I went over to their room. He wasn't there, and his roommate and girlfriend were watching tv. They very kindly said that I could watch it though and left. So I sat there and flipped through the channels, so confused w...

For my first 4/20 being in the capitol where all of the pot lovers gather to smoke their now semi legal pot in front of our state capitol, it went good. I was expecting a lot more weed and a haze of smoke to fill the air. That was probably in Boulder though. I only was overcome with the smell of weed at the bus stop, and on the highway when we entered Denver again. It was pretty funny, the smell just came right up outta nowhere and we all laughed. I did see a group of friends from 10th grade crossing the street though, blunts in hand. Small world huh?  I went to my first bridal shower on Saturday! It was so much fun! It was even funner to get to drive there with my girl friend and sing in the car the whole time there and back. It was for my friend Alex, we're the same age and getting married a few months apart. She was baptized in October and is my only other LDS friend in the building. It's really funny to hear her takes on everything for the first time, like how singles wa...