Eat. Pray. Love.

Sooo..
Saw that movie just a couple hours ago.

I liked it.
But it only made my desire to travel and "live" the way i would prefer, stronger.

But.. That is also ok in a way, because i know i can do anything i want with my life.

EAT.

Eating is quite important i realized.
Does it still make me feel uncomfortable once pounds and pounds of it has ingested into my stomach and intestines? Yes..
But that's still not an excuse not to eat.

Indulge.

I know i may have had eating problems in the past, but i have moved on.
I'm more about a curvy, HEALTHY image. (Thank God)
Food... You can express yourself through in a way. And be creative with it.
I don't blame people for choosing that kind of career.
I'd still love to go to Rome and buy a plate of spagetti or penne or pizza or just tomatos or olive juice.
That type of Yum.

PRAY.

I've been lacking in attending church lately.. And i miss it.
I miss feeling calm and rejuvenated. A Catholic church is definetly safe.

I would consider myself a pretty religious person though.
I still like to do my yoga once in a blue moon. Or sit and meditate to my African jungle CD.

Meditate.

Probably one of my top 5 things to do....
Or just sit and hynotize myself by staring in to spirals. Really does work, that hypnosis..

LOVE.

Love.. Hmmm..
I don't even know what to say.
It's definetly the worst, and best feeling to have. Is be in love.

I feel like i don't have much experience with this subject.
Almost hurts sometimes just to think about though..

Think i might stay away from that.. It almost confuses me.

I would type my entire life story about what i think of love, but my throat hurts.
It tends to get lumps in it when talking about this subject.

Just wait.
Patience.


Fini.

A kiss with a fist is better than none.

Still trying to figure out things in my brain.
If i can't discover myself fully right now, might as well discover some new music..

Go do.

It relates. This type relates. Relatable. Relative.
Thats what it is.

Been thinking though, i might get dreads. Pretty sure it suites my personality well, since im so damn lazy with my own hair. It will work in this industry im about to enter, but still can be seen as professional.

What if there were no such thing as music?
We would definetly all...be a universe of psychotic sufferers. Killing each other and ripping out each others souls more than we already do. More than we have done. No beats. Just BEATINGS.


Now, i'm possibly off to a "party." Don't know how this will go, but i'm up for an adventure at this point. Since my love is fading, my heart must go on a raging.
Rageing...? Not the best speller, but you understand what i'm saying.

It's getting old though.

Need something new to do with my life... Boo.

I once had a blog before, Time for a new one.

I miss watching all those strange animated shows..
Especially that one i would rent from my old private school's library- in like 3rd grade.

I need to learn to play the pijano again.
I miss the old secret talents i had. I let them disappear somehow. Damn..
Im close to almost talent-less.

I need my old class clown self back.
Developed back in the day.. Sweet 5th grade.
Still got a little of the personality though...thank god.

Still got that random speech.
Im going to get myself in deep shit one day.

My life was yellow. Bright..Neon..YELLOW.
Now its dark blue.
It needs to be red.
The color of confidence.
The color of independance.
The color of love.
The color of holly-jolly happiness.

I was there at one point though..
Just went a wee bit too far.

Low. Highhhhhhhhh. Then low.

Bah. Damn dark blue.