Do you think that if you were falling in space
That you would slow down after a while, or go faster and faster?
Faster and faster...
For a long time you wouldn't feel anything...
Then you would burst into into fire, for ever
And the angel's won't help you, 'cause they've all gone away...

one year in 40 seconds

i just got some very good songs

again! yay.

hard sun/ eddie vedder

about today (live)/ the national

golden skans/ klaxons

heartbeats/ the knife

singing to the earth (to thank her for you)/ apollo sunshine

untrust us/ crystal castles

safe travels/ peter and the wolf

truck (live at acl)/ the octopus project

three little birds/ bob mrley

tasmanian pian coaster/ El-P & Cedric Bixler-Zavala

Nighttiming/ coconut records

run to your grave/ the mae shi

sweet love for the planet earth/ fuck buttons

i believe in you/cat power

yay!

i hate sundays too

bryanna.

:[

new band name:

teen littering

aha!

i  knew it was a cover! it's too beautiful for her.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mxmvyBwev-s

cut copy =

current day depeche mode. excet with more....layers? danceability? bah! theyre still lovely.

i freaking hate

lykki li or whatever and that freaking hercules and the love affair band. they both need to just go away. oh and also "robyn" like what the hell, she's not cool enough where she can have her first name only. only madonna and sting can do that. she sings shitty brit pop anyways, and those are a dime a dozen right now. and anyone remember duffy? yeah fuck that noise.

i went

to trail of lights and everything on monday with daniela and holly and jordan and charlie. it was a good time, even though i was in a terrible mood. we went to those other lights on 37th and guadalupe or whatever.  that was cool but i thought it would be longer. uh yeah so anyways..we should all hang out again, cause that was fun. i dont really see my friends that much anymore. blahhh i am going to force everyone to see milk with me. and by everyone, i mean daniela.

ohmygod

i miss acl so much

valentine

is a greatt song. it fits the title, yes? it sounds somewhat melancholy, and it seems to be telling some sort of story.

overhwelmin

after going through an immense dry spell i am now overwhelmed with new music.

I CANNOT WAIT FOR SOUTH BY!!!!!!! there i said it, which makes me 41983572389572 times less cool. BUT I DONT CAREEEEEE

i love making outfits!

soo lame :P

christmas christmas christmas

merry merry merry

i got:

fashion inside out by daniel vosovic

national geographic photography book

fleet foxes (self titled)

cool hat

cross by justice

our ill wills by shout out louds

the birds by alfred hitchcock (movie)

some will ferrell snl thing

a slinky (tradition)

a hundred dollas

icons of fashion: the 20th century book

a giant orange tote bag

hanky pankies

another cool hat

a little duck that grows in water :D

earrings from francesca's

BUBBLES

enough stickers for everdy of the year

white sweater thing

urban decay eyeshadow palette

lesportsac thing

a button

and some other shit

:D

holy memories batman!!!

it was sooo beautiful out, and their music fit the weather perfectly :D!

i miss those lovely times where we would just randomly go downtown and see a show and just do whtever.

sad

i was reading the chronicle today and there was this ad or whatever for the volunteer call for sxsw. i almost volunteered last year, but my mom did not approve. she didnt like the idea of me "standing on a street corner at night in the middle of downtown austin". which is basically what i did six months later during acl but whatever. i tried to convince her that the crews i was signed up for worked primarily in the convention center. like the one that involved registering either bands and filmmakers who were given the holy platinum badge because of their talent, or those other people who courageously forked out the hundreds and sometimes over a thousand dollars for said badge. i remembered trying to recruit my fellow journalism peer ashley samuelson to join me in what probably would have been the most epic spring break ever. unfortunately, in the end she bailed on me, but whatever it's no biggie. i remember going to the hilton downtown for the open call and waiting in a looooong line before being herded into a small conference room. there we watched a short video of basically what being a south by volunteer entailed. they handed us many different colored papers. i mean many papers that were different colors that listed everything from a detailed description of what each crew did to the perks of volunteering (depending on how many hours you work).  i zoned in on the free t shirt and music wristband option that required 40 hours of work within less than a week. in my head i devised a plan in which i would work in the morning and afternoon and go see bands at night. we were told that everyone had to sign up for a minimum three shifts of registration crew since it involved the registration of every single one of the tens of thousands of attendees. with the images of interacting with extremely attractive band guys from faraway places fluttering through my mind, i made a mad dash to the adjacent conference room, which was lined with tables.  the long row of rickety folding tables for the reg crew was in the center of the room, like the eye of the storm. it was surrounded by a massive crowd of eager volunteer-to-be's swarming to get the good shifts in a room full of  papers and laptops and scribbled email adresses and those pesty "are you keeping track of how many hours you have"-s. it was very fast paced, and very nerve wracking. anyways after i signed my soul away to the reg crew, i decided to pursue a crew that was in charge of managing the auditorium shores stage. the guy behind this table looked quite grizzly, and very bored. he told me that basically it was riding around in a golf cart all day. hm. i told him i'd think about it and ventured out to find the "promotional materials" crew. my lovely purple paper described it as giving south by attendees their tote bag of freebies after they register. it sounded easy enough. i really wanted to join the one that gets to put up all of the sponsor's signs in all the different venues, but to my dismay it was full. after i rid myself of my remaining hours, i walked through the large doorway into the hall and found that the whole process had only taken about thirty minutes. to my right, and even longer line to get into the first, smaller conference room extended out and endlessly looped around itself. i breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately inhaled the next breath nervously. i was sixteen at the time, with the minimum age being, well, sixteen. i thought of what my mom said, being surrounded by these older, and sometimes much older, strangers. the age difference between me and those now behind me still in the conference room was kind of harrowing. but then i thought about how it was my dream to someday work in the music industry, specifically here in austin. it would give me a glimpse into the world i aspired to belong to. i thought of the new friends i would (probably) make, and the stories that would blossom from such a learning experience, and, obviously, the incredible music i would encounter. however, in the end, my mom did not approve, and i was and still am left with the the notion of what could have been.

for those of you who are interested in this potentially life altering event,

the open calls for volunteers are on sunday january 25th from 2:00 P.M. to 5:00 P.M. and also january 26th from 6:00 P.M. to 9:00 P.M.

what a day

tonight is the first night in a little while where i will get to bed before 1 am and also not cry over that boy. im relieved, but kind of not really? whatever. i am still bracing myself for when he tells me he's over me. this morning i decided to create a memory, just in case he broke up with me. luckily that hasnt happened yet. 

yet..

jesus. about today is on my itunes. i am so afraid that it will become reality. 

iloveyou.

but you dont love me. sighhhhhhhh.

i havent

eaten since four thirty yesterday, and that was a bagel. i dont feel hungry

 rather, i feel a void in my stomach and i just dont feel like eating. i am so numb. i spent the night at holly's so i wouldnt go crazy. i wonder what will happen when i cross the threshold into my house later today. i am so confused and lost.

isn't this

supposed to make me happier? instead i'm miserable. rather, i'm numb.

sha sha shopping

i tried this dress on

but i didnt have any more money :[ it was very cute though. if someone wants to throw a new years party or a holiday party or any type of party, i would have an excuse to get/wear this dress!

i got one of these

but in black :]

oh geez

wowowowow

"Love me...I beg of you"

why

didnt you call me today?

am i needy? clingy? stupid?

i am so confused.

well today we went downtown and for once i had some christmas money to shop with and i got a bunch of c00l sh1t. we went to south congress which i havent been to since south by im pretty sure, which is a good nine months or so. so anyways we hit up st vincent de paul first because we always get there last and theyre always closed early! so i got this cool andy warhol shirt and a black dress for like 17 dollas! i also found this cool shirt of some band and the back was signed by that band but i didnt get it becuse what if they were a crappy band? also i went next door to that american apparel and i got a v neck haha but also some purple tights to go with the dress. i probably should have gotten those orangey-red looking ones instead. but there were too many options so whatever. and the people working there were actually nice for a change, like one actually asked how i was doing and i was like have the bad economic times called for the unfathomable niceties that were previously lacking or something? oh and also there was this sound team (i think) shirt there and it was all vintage-y looking cause if it wasnt it would burst into flames upon entering the store, either that or immediately disintegrated into a vintage=y state, like pouring water on the wicked witch of the west. and the back was signed by the band which was really awesome, cause i think they are from here. check out bill baird's side project sunset if you, my loyal nonexistent readers, get a chance.  anyways so then we walked around a bit (love that word) and went into the monkey wrench or whatever..that toy store, you know the cool legit one? anyways there is soo much cool shit in there its crazy. like i saw this obama magnet and it said "the president of the united states of america: now 20% more funky" yeah that was awesome. and there was this mixtape book and i was like ah cool! but it turned out to be quite disappointing because it was just pictures of mixtapes and things and all the handwriting was illegible. then we went into this antique store i think it is called uncommon objects and there was this tiny leather purse, just like the one i had that got run over and ruined, but tinier. but i didnt get it because it was so goddamn tiny. there were a bunch of old photographs of random people and i really wanted to get a few but they were like a dollar fifty for each one which was kind of ridiculous. eventually though i will start collecting them and framing them and telling people theyre my family. hmm then we went to sound on sound or friends of sound or whatever that record store is called, and it's always weird walking there because its behind soco and you have to go down this alley to get to it, and the whole time youre walking down the alley youre thinking what if it isnt there and i get raped haha but it was there and they had a bunch of cool old records and shit. there was an awesome Head On The Door LP there but i didnt get it because i no longer have a record player. when i was in there i kept thinking of how little i know about music and trying to think about about the most obscure bands i could (daedelus) because they always play obscure music in those sorts of places. anyways we finally get to parts and labour and it was super cool and i got a shirt that says "stop dallasing austin" which is very true. they need to stop building all those fucking condos. i dont like it when the skyline changes. then some lady stopped me on the street and started talking to me about the environment, which made me feel bad about myself. shame on me. we stopped by tesoros and i wanted to get one of those virgin mary bracelets that everyone has because theyre so fucking awesome, but it was 27 dollas and i had no mo dollas. also i forgot to mention, when we were driving through east austin we passed by ms bea's and i was like I WENT TO A SHOW THERE ONCE and my dad was like really?! cause its basically just a little shitty bar in sketchy ass east austin and i was like yes, for sxsw, so it's okay. anyways that was a cool bit of nostalgia. that night was like a dream, it was a little blurb in my memory and i never saw that place ever again until now and it was really strange like that. yeah so katie and micheaeaeal were driving through town in order to get to denton but their car overheated and they were stuck in some car repair place so we went and suprised them and talked for a little bit, and they had their doggy lucy and she looked very happy to see me. anyways after that we went home. and i typed this. cause i like doing that, and then reading it months later. i would really like to order a pizza from papa john's right now. i really would.

cool

i got a little more holiday money and i think im going to buy a 35mm lomo camera....the problem is which one? there are so manyyyyy!!! im thinking about getting a fisheye, but im not sure yet....

mitch clem

today

i woke up at 8, and kind of freaked out but with erfect timing my mom walked into my room and said i hada  doctor's appt at ten so i was like sweeeet and i went back to bed until 9. then we went to chick fil a for breakfast (always a bad choice) and went to the doctor plce which was like two minutes away, so i ate all of my chick fil a in like 3 minutes. anywayss so this receptionist lady gives me some wierd qestionrre thing to fill out and its like "have you tried ecstacy" and "do you have any friends" and blah blah blah. and i was like um no, and i have many friends. anyways so she does thw whole physical thing and decidedes she needs to check my hemoglobin which involved pricking my finger and the gardasil vaccine and a tetanus shot and im like bring it on bitches, cause i really have on problem with shots. anyways so the nurse comes in  pricks my finger, which is actually full of erves so it hurts quite a bit. actually it hurt a lot. and i think that was when my body went into some sort of shock, because right after she gave me the tetanus shot my ears started ringing and i was getting really weak and my vision was getting al splotchy and tunneling and whatnot and i was like...im going to lay down for a minute...and the nurse was like let me get you some water and crackerssss. eventully im okay, but it hppens again after the fucking gardasil shot and im like ughhh anyways i get dropped ff at school for an hour before i hve to get picked up again and it was prety pointless. i tried to find someone i knew so they could tell me what all to bring for senior project nd eventually i found someone and it's going to be very very lame. i am bringing cookies nd stuff to bribe the judges though. bah.

i made some art- outside of school!

it's really lame, but im going to add to it i think

"if you want music to just be, then this is it"

i wish

i knew more about classical music

jesus

dustin is watching transformers with surround sound.

haircutttttttt

BAD ASSSSSSSSS!!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cloud_forests

A cloud forest, also called a fog forest, is a generally tropical or subtropical evergreen montane moist forest characterized by a high incidence of low-level cloud cover, usually at the canopy level. Cloud forests often exhibit an abundance of mosses covering the ground and vegetation, in which case they are also referred to as mossy forests. Mossy forests usually develop on the saddles of mountains, where moisture introduced by settling clouds is more effectively retained.

watching the office

and thinking of you

good thing or bad thing?

when the acoustic version is better than the original??

h8 blog

i dont like digital photography. i hate it when someone just picks up a digital camera and takes a picture of a swing set, turns it black and white and calls it "lonelyness" like seriously, come on! that isnt photography, and you are not  photographer. i mean i dont consider myself a photographer by any means, its just a hobby/small passion of mine. i love manual photoraphy because it takes some competence to do. you have to know how to load the film onto the camera, set the iso, check the light meter settings, and set the aperture and shutter speed before you actually take the picture.  then you develop the film (which is an adventure all in itsself), go into the darkroom, make a contact sheet, make test strips, make enlargements, double exposures, whatever. i love being in the darkroom, it is a quiet and dim place filled with just the sounds of the constantly running water of the final water bath and sound of the electric current going through the enlarger. the movements are methodical and brainless, but the trial and error can be extremely frustrating. in the end, though, you can say "i made this, all of it". anyways, my original point was that basically, digital cameras diminish all of those steps previously mentioned and in turn diminish the personal connection one has with their art.

manual cameras are a dying breed.

i think digital is a good way to go if youre documenting something, like a concert or a ceremony.