tips for a better life.

found this in surf magazine this morning.

written by a homeless man. 

feelin' rich

my anniversary was this week and my boyfriend surprised me by taking me to the new york yacht club for dinner. his friend chris is the chef there, so we got to dress fancy and use a lot of silverware. john gave chris all of the ingredients i love, and he made the most amazing 7 course meal I've ever had in my entire life. it was such a cool experience and i loved every minute of it. i've always been more of a casual girl, but it's fun to experience things like this! many thanks to chris for the wonderful meal and the time he put in, and to my amazing love for being so thoughtful!

return to normalcy?

whatever bego. awesome surf teacher & human

my tips became purple

first friend in bali. his burger joint was inspired from his time spent in california. if you're ever in bali, check out "five monkeys." DELICIOUS!

temple on a cliff.

i'm back from my 3 week long excursion to south east asia. it was such an unbelievable trip. i saw & learnt so many things about myself, other cultures and other people. i met people i will probably never run into again in my entire life, but the things they taught me will never leave. my phone (and camera source) got stolen in bali, so i do not have a lot of photos to post. once my friends get theirs up i will share more. 

souls.

i don't have the adele album (i know), so this morning i was youtubing some of her songs and i saw this comment that someone made about soul mates. i'm guessing it was in return to someone else's comment that perhaps adele and whoever "someone like you," is about will get back together because they are soul mates. the idea of soul mates always interested me, so i decided to do a little research on the origins of the concept. it seems to be an idea that originated in the times of ancient greece. the greeks said that zeus created humans with four arms and legs and two faces, but feared what they could do, so he split them in half. this led to the two people continuously searching for their other half.

other comments about soul mates is that they are much too precious and delicate to ever be with in real life. it has been said that being with a soul mate is too emotionally over-powering and painful to actually be in a relationship with.

most of us see soul mates as a non-platonic relationship, yet soul mates can be with the same gender even if you are heterosexual. it can even be a friend or a parent. society and the media gives us this idea that we must go out and search for our soul mate and that we can never find true happiness without them. isn't that the ultimate goal that you always hear people speak of; marrying their soul mate?

i personally like the idea that a soul mate does not have to be a non-platonic partner, but the idea of marrying your soul mate, that person you are destined to be with forever, does have a sort of exciting air to it. i don't think that you necessarily know if someone is your soul mate until after they're gone. while you're in the moment, you just live and get to experience that beautiful co-existence with another. if you spend too much time thinking about the soul mate thing or if this person is really the "one," you're going to get trapped in those thoughts, and no one will ever match up to your expectations. my advice, just love and appreciate the ones around you for who they are and what they do for you.

(above images of a few souls in my life)

i love the way you lie.

You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe
When you're with 'em
You meet and neither one of you even know what hit 'em

"don't think or judge, just listen."

i actually love rainy summer days, especially when there's a twilight zone marathon on television. but i'm finding myself not being able to sit in one place for too long. i made delicious penne alla vodka before with greek yogurt! who knew?! that's really more of a side note though. i'm wondering how long it is going to take before my dad comes in here screaming about my incense burning. when i was in sag last week i picked up ten different scents for a buck! one of the main reasons i want to move out is so that i can spray and burn whatever i want without my dad freaking out that the world is going to end because of a stick of incense.

in other news, i haven't really been this happy in awhile. being in love is one of those rare things in life that is completely terrifying but nothing else really seems to matter when you're with that person. it's something that you just have to dive into with both eyes...well maybe one and a half eyes...closed. you can't really think too much about it, and you honestly don't really want to because feeling is sometimes better than thinking.

now onto bonnaroo. another successful year! i went a bit of a different route this year, and decided to go dancing. (another side note, but i'm listening to the new brett dennen album and everytime i type a word he sings it. weird.) anyway, i just decided to really do my own thing at roo. i realized that it was important to do what i wanted to do and see who i wanted to see. i got the chance to experience so many new people and artists that i wouldn't have normally gotten to. i saw things in a totally different light. i love bonnaroo because everyone loves everyone. even though my wallet got stolen the first year, a neighbor still returned it to me by mail a few weeks later. things like that don't usually happen around these parts. it's the best type of reality because it is what the world should be like. people helping people. people sharing and loving in music. people dancing without caring who is watching, and knowing that the person next to you is doing the same exact thing. what a wonderful world where you can just surf from tent to tent, experiencing a totally different genre of music and vibe within just a few feet from one another. i just did my bonnaroo laundry, and my white shirts have more of a brownish hue to them now, and all i want to do is go back to it. in bonnaroo reality, we're all dirty, and it's ok to be dirty sometimes.

so these are my random, rambling musings of the day. time to put my wash in the dryer, clean the basement, and read the middle of the electric koolaid acid test. happy trails loved ones.

we must live until we die.

I read this poem today and it struck a cord. I believe that it is talking about how you must live for today because you could die at any moment. Marvell is saying how much he loves this girl, and would love her for thousands of years if he could, but the end will come and we have no idea when that will be. If you love someone let them know. Express what you feel or else you may not have another chance to say it.

To his Coy Mistress
by Andrew Marvell

Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love's day;
Thou by the Indian Ganges' side
Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood;
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow.
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.

But at my back I always hear
Time's winged chariot hurrying near;
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found,
Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound
My echoing song; then worms shall try
That long preserv'd virginity,
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust.
The grave's a fine and private place,
But none I think do there embrace.

Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may;
And now, like am'rous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour,
Than languish in his slow-chapp'd power.
Let us roll all our strength, and all
Our sweetness, up into one ball;
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Thorough the iron gates of life.
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.