Do you ever have those moments when you think to yourself "I can do anything right now. The world is full of possibilities, and I can have them all." The type of moments when every limb in your body starts tingling with anticipation of what is to come, because you know it is going to epic. That is exactly how I feel every single time Feels So Close by Calvin Harris reaches my ears: Epicness is on the horizon. To make matters even better, the music video perfectly sums up this feeling. The feeling of love, possibility, and accomplishment. Plus, the little dancing girl in the video eerily mirrors my own life at her age: barefoot, headphones, and all.
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Splendid Times with a Smuggled Santa
Before the Christmas break my friends, Paige and Travis, and I smuggled a light up Santa from a few of our friends' apartment. Although we were never caught red handed, it was clearly evident who took the coveted decoration. We never denied our guilt, but when Paige and I were questioned as to Santa's whereabouts, we played dumb. We claimed up and down that we didn't know where he was, and truthfully I didn't. It wasn't until just a few days ago that I discovered Santa's true hiding spot...behind Paige's Christmas Tree. We felt bad for Santa, making him spend the whole break alone and behind a Christmas Tree no less, that's just cruel. So naturally, we thought it only right to spend the night hanging out with Santa. These photo are the result of our splendid time together; just three friends hanging out and doing normal everyday activities.
New Year, New Nonsense
I brought in the new year by participating in one of my favorite activities...DANCING! In case you didn't know, I live for dressing up in heels and going out to get my boogie on; see above for a picture of my snazzy New Years outfit (can you believe I bought that dress from the DI for only 5 bucks!). Anyways, between Salt Lake, Orem, and Provo, my friends and I really had our pick of dance parties. So being the poor college students that we are, we made the logical choice and went to the cheapest of our choices. Fortunately for us, we were not disappointed! Turns out, the kids turning the tunes happen to be my favorite DJs in town, and I won't deny the fact that I totally have eyes for one of them (I'm a sucker for a boy who knows his music). Alas, as per usual, I again went without a New Years kiss. Truthfully, I've never even had a real New Years kiss, but that sort of thing does tend to happen when you break up with your boyfriend earlier that day. From that very same night, which took place roughly 5 years ago, all of mine have been from my guy friends who were just being silly. Which is okay I guess, since it made for some pretty epic times. In the end, I am pleased to say that this New Years Eve was a success. There was dancing, reacquainting, laughing, flirting, injuries(oops), and moments that should have been embarrassing. If those aren't the makings of a great and memorable time, then I really don't know what is.
Catch Up Smatch Up
This year has been one for the books, not because I did anything terribly exciting or I suffered some great hardship; sure I moved "Up North" meeting amazing new friends, and my higher education consists of dancing for hours on end, but more importantly I was happy. Not that I felt a great void in my life where happiness should be, rather I have realized I was just satisfied with life and going through the daily motions. Humm...perhaps happy ins't the right word, what I really should be saying in alive. I felt alive again! And currently feel so. Yippy!
My little twin brothers left on their missions, and as of Christmas Day when I got to speak with them, they are having an absolute blast. As usual they were full of entertaining stories. For example, Harbor bought a shirt of a guys back! He literally walked up to him, said something along the lines of "I want your shirt. How much do you want for it?" and settled on a price that translates to roughly 25 cents; what a steal! Duran is also have all kind of crazy things happen to him as well. In fact, just the other day when he was about to jump in the shower he notice the shower curtain looked grosser than usual and seemed to be moving, upon further inspection he spotted well over a hundred cockroaches scurrying about. Needless to say, that was the end of that shower curtain. After that he and his companion deep cleaned their entire apartment, which is now dubbed one of the nicest in the mission.
On the blog front: I got an iPhone for Christmas! I can not tell you how long I have waited for these little suckers to come to Sprint (hint: before the iPhone was even released). So what does that have to do with my blog? Well I shall tell you my friend. I have succumb to my hipster counterpart (read: I am in denial of reality that I may just be a hipster, but a much cool version of one), so I now have an Instagram feed. Woo! Be on the look out for wonderful randoms captured on film. Such as...
I Dream of Drive
Imagine waking a from a dream and not remembering any of the details. All you remember was that it was the coolest dream ever. Well it is less of a memory and more of a feeling. You get the feeling of greatness every time you try to think about the dream. Now imagine that dream is a movie...that move is Drive.
Drive is a brilliant neo-noir film (which I can now I deify thanks to my understanding movies class taught by my favorite college teacher to date: Professed Bywater). Drive really stands out from just about any movie I have seen as of late. At first the only reason I wanted to see it was Ryan Gosling and Carey Mulligan, but I kept hearing how mind blown people were by the film I know I had to witness it for myself. Thank goodness my wise friend Kody had the good sense to come to my apartment and suggest that he, my roommates, and I all go see it.
I have to say there were two aspects of the movie that really struck me. First, the whole soundtrack. I've seen character driven movies and plot driven movies, but I can not name another time where I felt a movie was music driven. The music really laid out the foundation and feeling of the movie, giving a humble nod to the 80's, but sequestering the film to stand alone. The second aspect that kept coming back to me was the elevator kiss. I am girl, of course I like kiss scenes. However, it is move than just my girly ways. I think it is a stunning example of the overall film: the music, the slow motion, the dimming lights, and the lack of dialog.
Drive is a brilliant neo-noir film (which I can now I deify thanks to my understanding movies class taught by my favorite college teacher to date: Professed Bywater). Drive really stands out from just about any movie I have seen as of late. At first the only reason I wanted to see it was Ryan Gosling and Carey Mulligan, but I kept hearing how mind blown people were by the film I know I had to witness it for myself. Thank goodness my wise friend Kody had the good sense to come to my apartment and suggest that he, my roommates, and I all go see it.
I have to say there were two aspects of the movie that really struck me. First, the whole soundtrack. I've seen character driven movies and plot driven movies, but I can not name another time where I felt a movie was music driven. The music really laid out the foundation and feeling of the movie, giving a humble nod to the 80's, but sequestering the film to stand alone. The second aspect that kept coming back to me was the elevator kiss. I am girl, of course I like kiss scenes. However, it is move than just my girly ways. I think it is a stunning example of the overall film: the music, the slow motion, the dimming lights, and the lack of dialog.
For all those who have yet to see the movie Drive: get you hind end to the nearest showing NOW! And for all those who have seen Drive: what did you think?
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Shirtless at The Sounds
Tonight I am going to see The Sounds for the second time. So in honor of the occupation I thought I would share with you my epic story of The Sounds concert circa 2009. Enjoy!
Okay, I know it sounds scandalous and really I guess it was, but it was not in the least bit intentional. It all started when I had to pick an outfit that I could seamlessly carry me from driving in the car for 5 hours to rocking out at The Sounds concert. It was an easy task, I just opted for a dark version of my 'go-to' fall outfit: black high waited spandex, grey boots, a longish black/cream button-up, a black headband, and a cream scarf. Sounds like the perfect concert outfit right...WRONG! Here is where I now advise you, if you are a female do NOT wear a button-up shirt to a rock concert. This was my unfortunate mistake, but luckily I also made some choices that would make my experience slightly less scandalous.
Stepping out of the car and feeling the bitter October air I decided to keep my scarf on so when I came out of the concert I wouldn’t be cold (this was a good choice). I walked inside and watched the first band, Foxy Shazam, from an open area on the stairs well away from the stage. This wasn’t because FS is bad at all, but rather I had not heard their music before, truth is they put on an amazingly entertaining show. I just knew not to approach the stage until the crowds anticipation of The Sounds had reached its peak. So as Semi Precious Weapons was wrapping up their set I started to make my way forward. Minutes later the anticipation boiled over and I was rocketed nearly to the front of the stage. Which was awesome, expect I was so smashed between bodies at times it was difficult to breath and movement was literally impossible.
Finally The Sounds took the stage, and as they began to play I was thrashed around wildly by the crowd surrounding me. I've been to enough concerts thus far in my life to know just going along with it is the best possible way to avoid being trampled. However, I did not think that “going along with it” would result in the unbuttoning of my shirt (thank goodness I decided to wear a black bra and not a tan one)! I am unsure at what point my shirt became unbuttoned, but as soon as I realized it was, I tried in vain to fix the problem. I was so smashed between bodies that it was impossible to lift my hands up enough to reach to buttons. Shortly after this realization, I became aware that my shirt was not so slowly slipping off of my shoulders (oh no!), and getting stuck on my elbows because of everybody’s sweat (yeah!). I never thought I would be grateful for other peoples sweat, but in that moment I was. My shirt eventually made its way to my wrists where (thankfully) it remained the rest of The Sounds concert. Good thing I am not a shy girl, or it would have been pretty awkward having my half naked upper body pressed against complete strangers. Anyway, The Sounds were amazing on stage and Maja (the lead singer) even touched my hand! So in the end being shirtless at The Sounds was totally worth it!
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Shaking with Anticipation of NaNoWriMo 2011
Well, check in to see how I am doing, and do feel free to offer any words of encouragement. Actually, I encourage you to do so. If everyone is super nice and very lucky I will probably post a snippet of two throughout the month so keep you eyes peeled. Plus, since you know how much I love music, you can almost be sure I will be provide a playlist or two (or three, or more) with songs that are reflecting the vibe of my novel. In short: Stay tuned folks!
Oh, and before I forget....check out the NaNoWriMo site to learn more about it
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