Tuesday, September 15, 2009

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Saturday, September 5, 2009

blue moon saloon

We went to see the lost bayou ramblers last nite. I danced with a couple of people..i think im getting better...hopefully haha. I wore the prettiest dress. It was a bit elaborate and it was extremely long but it got me quite a few dance partners. Anyways, my mama got jealous cus no one asked her to dance and she whined about her age but she got over it. i heard about another place similar to the blue moon and im gonna check it out ina few weeks. omg though...the fiddler in the band worked his bow to the very last fukin string and then got a new one and did it all over again. the energy was intoxicating...people are all enveloped in a fit of wild, crazy, rite down fun mood. I came home at 2 in the morn after it finished and fell asleep within the first five minutes of layin down. My ass was exhausted man...but now im awake and sore cus ive been playing all day trying to be as good as the guys i saw last nite haha...so then when i start my band ill be castin a beat better than anybody!!!

sweet dreams

Okaayy...so you know when your having a great dream and you just want to stay dreaming all day and never wake up? but then your alarm clock starts ringing this absurdly loud ring and you nearly wake up just enough to throw it to the other side of the room and hear it smash against the wall as you re-enter your interrupted dream. Well thats what happened to me this morning, but no more!!!Im inventing the good dream dapricatorsator...it knows wheb youre having good dreams and shuts the fukkk up to let you sleep them away!! Now for a limited time only..22.99. To give you the sleep you need!! shipping and handling not included. Call now for the dreams youre entitled to!! 1 800 gimme$$

the globe

I ran across an image of the earth today in a book of mine. It was vivid and detailed and absolutely addictive to stare at. The radiance didnt come from the picture itself though, it came from the idea represented by the picture. The envisionment of how truly vast and diverse our world is and how many things and people and histories and cultures there are all rapped into this one immense planet. Its almost unfathomable...all the stories waiting to be told and read. And then someone mentioned the anniversary of katrina and i thought of what a tragedy that was to so many people. i remembered watching endless news shows dedicated to reporting the dire circumstance of new orleans and i looked back at the globe...and katrina suddenly seemed so small and insignificant and unnoticable. Something that seemed to be the end of the world moments before instantly became just a scratch on the window. Its amazing how we can invest ourselves into these different worlds where we change our entire perceptions of everything.

neighbors

So i just got back from my lesson not too long ago..already ran over the songs a couple times. I had a good chat with my teacher though, he talked all about talent and acknowledgement and about how we can live just two houses away from the most extraordinary people and be entirely oblivious to the fact. It's an upsetting thought for many reasons. If not for shame in the fact that you havent taken the incentive to really and truly understand those people who share you neighborhood, and more on...a piece of your life...then for the fact that you are missing out on what could be the most clarifying or memorable experiences you have. Or perhaps you wont like what you learn and youll shy away from the thought of returning...either way it would have been an adventure to not only you, but the people teaching and learning from you.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

ohh ma godddd...i really think i have a problem with communication. It seems every time i try to talk to new people, i get all giggyly and frantic or i just go squat and act dull...neither of those is really me. And then people think im crazy or disable or something. haha its kinda a shame though because i really like meeting new people after the awkwardness of the first meeting is over with. Those people who say be yourself can shove it cus i am being myself but a very off version. ohh and especially around boys, they make me crazzyyy...but everyone says that. Maybe im normal and think im crazy...hmm? Well...if youre reading this then next time i meet you and act stupid, you wont think im retard-dido

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Its hard to find someone who likes the cajun music i do. I have plenty of friends who would come along with me to keep me company when i go to see a band but none of them really enjoy it. I mean...there are many people here of course that love the music but they tend to be above my age group. I suppose the reason for my liking it so much is because it is something so unique and rich with culture, unlike any of the more popular music out today. I can not believe though that i ended up liking this genre of music so much. I remember being dragged to festival after grueling festival every summer when i was a kid and absolutely detesting the hot, sweaty, loud sway of the crowd. Now, i enjoy the chaos of festivals and the vibrance of their visitors. I guess Ive always been like that though, i often change my opinions and views quickly. Regimes, schedules, day after day, are the things i dislike most. Anyways, i began playing the violin again, it took such a while to find things here

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

It's so easy to read people sometimes that i fail to try to understand them even further...but other times...people can be mysterious and unreadable. That sparks my curiousity even further knowing that it will be of some challenge to understand this person. Today, i was talking to a friend of mine and i said something expecting a certain answer and instead, i was taken aback by the exact opposite answer. Thats the thing i guess...people will always be unpredictable no matter how much we try to examine each other. We always end up in amazment when someone reaches a level that another person declared impossible. I suppose that is very much our attribute as a race. We can not be absolute...we are constantly shifting...