human again.

"i'm sitting pretty and i don't know why. 

i found somebody, said he'd make me fly. 

wrapped me up in ribbons, then he left me to die. 

wrapped me up in ribbons, then he left me to die."

"i know a man who was afraid to love.

to lay his heart on the bathroom rug."

"we hate the rain when it fills up our shoes, 

but how we love when it washes our cars.

and we love to love when it fills up the room, 

but when it leaves, oh, we're cursing the stars."

mm.

the hours of sleep that i've already lost from breathing all of this in are not a big deal, and i couldn't care less that 9:00 will come in seven hours.

this album is the best thing to have happened to me since 2009, and that, alone, is big news.

she's a genius. and an angel, as it were.

"we go to movies... and we kiss..."

first things first:

i just pre-ordered my copy of human again which i am absolutely ecstatic about! january 24 will be the best day of my life. and i might cry.

 second:

holy adorable. i've got the fever for life, i'm afraid.

who is taylor swift?

i've heard that she sings the songs of life.

and i don't know about you...

but i've never loved a boy named stephen,

never dreamed of crashing a wedding,

and i'm just saying... if i had taylor lautner at my fingertips, you'd better believe that i'd keep him there.

plus, i'm completely disgusted by cliches.

overall, taylor and i are not the best of friends.

however.

there is one girl who has seen me through it all.

and basically, she writes everything that my brain has thought once before.

ingrid just gets me.

maybe you should just watch this... it blew my mind.

 

[and yes. i realize that this is a cover. but it doesn't change the fact that i'm in love with it.]

yet another ecard that relates to you... more than likely...

ahhhh, the curses of dead week:

campus gets absurdly quiet, the library is suddenly a place you wish you weren't spending your time,

and the neighbors want to hang out. all the time.

what a weird, weird week.

p.s. 

requiem on water.

imperial mammoth.

not only an ingenious intermingling of soft harmony,

but also made with words that roll through my mind like melted butter.

captivating words kind of weaken my knees.

i slept through my alarm.

i never do that, honest.

a little miss-higgs for your afternoon/my morning.

[hap, hap, happy thursday, ya'll.]

why had i not seen this before now...

feeling a little bit deprived...

i haven't lived until today.

the little courty that could.

this morning, menstral morning sickness came back to play with me.

but i put on my big girl pants, rolled out of bed, jumped into the shower, popped like twenty midol, and finished unpacking the rest of my boxes.

then, i decided to reward my adult-like behavior with a webster's dictionary and thesaurus. 

the satisfaction that comes with flipping through hundreds of pages when at a loss for words is a simple pleasure in life, and i refuse to give it up. call me old fashioned, i'll probably say thanks. 

 ...

the good news is, school starts on monday, and i couldn't be more excited. 

i purchased the usual pile of school supplies, and have somehow convinced myself that i can handle a french class every day, and two art history classes within a three hour time span. 

because like i said earlier. big girl pants.

it's a good thing i own a pair.

and because you've made it to thursday, you deserve this:

{happy thursday, people.}

never have words spelled my name so clear.

"i'm ready, ready to run free. i'd like to know what lies beyond the blue sea.

you live once, so drink the honey; i learn my lessons from the birds and the bees." 

lucy schwartz, i want the sky.

i'd sell my soul for brad paisley, jane, & emily. come to think of it, i think i already did.

miss gwen conover and i, 

well. 

we're good for each other. 

and sometimes we want to start a book discussion. 

which means we read the same book and discuss it periodically.

we will be reading the above lovelies.

feel free to join us.

p.s.

current obsessions include this and this.

i guess this means i'll always be a country girl.

oh. and it's freckle city over here.

things that sometimes happen.

sometimes i decide that going running for about the second time in my life will be a good idea.
and then it's not.
and my body hurts like a mother. all. day. long.
my shins, calves, and my thighs are on fire. and not in a good way.
in an i-have-been-hobbling-to-class-like-i-actually-worked-out-hard-but-really-didn't kind of way.
i only jog/walked down campus hill to seventh east, and seventh north. then back up.
so that's fine.

however...
i have a brand new obsession that could be potentially fatal for my bank account.
i just dicovered that i can purchase any movie that i want online for five dollars.
my relationship with amazon.com has grown significantly over the course of seven days, and said relationship increased even more when this arrived in my mailbox yesterday:

i do believe i have found love.

and the following is just for your viewing pleasure.

sometimes our neighbor, jake, comes into our apartment and prohibits us from getting off the bed until he has intertwined kylee and me together with streamers. we think he's fun.

also, it might be morally corrupt, and against everything that i believe... in that i'm usually against all things her, but there is just something about this that has taken me over. sorry, self. it's just true.  

open my eyes, i see sky.

maybe last night was the absolute best night of my life.

disclaimer: this is a long one. and it's all things joshua.

we arrived at in the venue around 4:30 to be happily surprised that we were the first ones in line! just me and little miss. taking the trek down to the slc, blasting j-rad's folksy music allll the while.

we parked conveniently across the street, and sat against that old wall, the one that we've sat against so many times before, and waited for two hours. crazy things happened... involving old homeless women with lime green fake fingernails, locked bus station doors, and scary gang bangers huddled outside of said bus station. let's just say i kept my distance from those peeps.

we made friends with the two girls behind us in line, even though one of them claimed to know everything there was to know about concerts. we were able to see past her obnoxiousness, and ditch our original plan of being friendless.

getting in was fast, easy, and pain free. thanks to missy. who is absurdly assertive. bless her. otherwise, we would have never gotten to stand front and center. i'm sorry. maybe you didn't understand me.
i was front and center at a joshua radin concert.

so now let's get to the goods.

laura jansen opened. and let me just say. her voice is one of angels. if heaven has a choir, she will be leading it. also. quite wonderful in person. just a sweet heart. her first album, bells, debuts on itunes march 22. and i think everyone should buy it.

...and then cary brothers was up. let's not talk about him. because he's not very good. even the second time you see him.


the big moment happened around eight.

joshua, joshua, joshua. you are just so lovely.
he came out of the curtains. in. suspenders.
i know.
not to mention the cardigan and the hat that he sported oh so classily.
he began strumming on his guitar, the room began to be silent, and he could have had me right there.
his pretty voice filled the room, and i was in a trance.
i just love him!
since we were... you know... DEAD CENTER, in the middle of his singing, he would look down at us.
why yes, he did look at me with his puppy dog eyes and hit me with that cutest smile ever, as he sang {to me. only me.} no envy, no fear. he also sang my song. which i would have cried had he not. plus, he has the longest eyelashes ever. it's fine.

long story short--i wore a scarlet expression on my face the entire night.

ohhh aaaand...
we had magic bracelets. that allowed us to become best friends with him.
as much as i'd like to tell you that he just thought we were pretty so he invited us backstage, i can't.
we bought t-shirts. bracelets included.
after the show, we waited in a little line with the other privileged few.
my legs were shaking.
i came up with a list of things in my head that i'd say to him.
...all of which i forgot about when he looked at me and motioned for me to come forward.
he shook my hand, asked my name, said it was nice to meet me, and signed my ticket.
then, he put his arm around me, we snapped a photo, and he asked me to come back to his next salt lake concert.

oh joshua. that. will not be a problem. i will be there.

needless to say, we are the newest celebrity couple. and also, i am in love.


in other news,
i'm on spring break as of today! and i'll be spending the week in sunny california, indulging in all of my guilty pleasures: hollywood, disneyland, sea world, and the beach. i'm kardashian bound ya'll... later suckas!

{happy early weekend!}

lisa lobe, glasses. i'd sure like to ask you to stay.

hi. this is my life tomorrow.
would you just look at him? darling.
he is just so gosh darn cute.
i think it's vital that you know that this song will be at my wedding.
and guess what. this one, too.
and that special guy in the featured picture is who i will be marrying that day.

ohhhh joshua. you are soooo handsome.
and your voice is the type to make me go all fluttery inside.

just the kind of information you needed to absorb for your wednesday, i'm sure.

i'm headed to salt lake, suckas!

and so i went and let you blow my mind.

there is a song that intoxicates you, forcing you into an allusive state that you just can't deny. i know there is. and it may not be this one for you, but yes... this train-blaring, overheard, top 5 on the charts, most downloaded song of 2010 does it to me. i can't listen, and refuse the memory of the first time i heard it. it's just not possible. i have tried many times to kick it out of my head, but at the end of the day i always end up surrendering, and am suddenly unwillingly {yet somehow always willing in the back of my mind} taken back one and a half novembers ago. my hair was in loose curls, and i had dressed myself in a beige sweater and cream pin striped vest; i wore off-white rosebud earrings that night. i can't remember a time that i laughed more. and even if i hate admitting it to myself, {and the w.w.w. for that matter} it is a guilty pleasure of mine--and i am in love with the way it takes me back. :)

{good night.}

but i am a good girl.

i didn't need it.
but i indulged in a little bit of retail therapy today.
because it was friday and i do what i want on fridays.

all for 30$ ya'll.

aaaand.
i set myself down on the carpet and pulled out the travel books in barnes & noble.
which just so happens to be my favorite store.
it was the loveliest of all afternoons.

tonight, i had a little movie date with my mom. and she fell in love with burlesque like i did. but she'd never tell you that. so don't tell her i told you so...

what a happy day.

this is why we love friday around here.

p.s. i'm obsessed with this. ohhhh and this song, too.
okay. carry on.

one more time with feeling.

weird.
here i am at the library doing this.

i am highly unpredictable.
just kidding.

it's almost like i like to torture myself. almost. it's not like that, but kind of.

okay. let me start over again.

lately, the only people that just understand me are regina and joshua r. they just do.
it would be perfect to go lie down in an empty field of cold, cold snow, look up at the bitter sky that somehow depresses the rest of the world, and just listen to my good friends regina and josh for forever.
and then once forever is over, austin will be home and we can make fun of each other again.

ohhh. is that why i'm writing?

no letters. no emails.
nothing.

they'll come, i know they will... but i feel like he's been gone for six months already. and that cannot be a good sign. it has been one day short of a week.

let's all pray for me to get a letter.
thank you for your support.

and hearts too big to fit our bed. (but except hearts too small to be friends with that kid that pulled the fire alarm.)

sometimes i think about how yesterday was perfect.
minus alien class.

...but that's not important. it's not like i was able to listen anyways.

i'm feeling quite under the weather since i endured the evening quite literally under the weather.
hail, rain, snow and all.
because i am not a fair weather fan!
i am an ingrid fan.
hard core.

i just want to brag and say that we were second row. and it was breathtaking.
i know how lame that sounds, and i don't care. because when ingrid sings, i get chills all over.
it's almost like breathing again.
oh wait, no. that's sara b.
aka where i'll be november 17. :)

but back to my point.

last night was one of those nights where i thought of how happy life can be.
when it's snowing outside, and i mean slc snowing. the best kind!
and ingrid is singing six feet in front of my face.
i basked in this happiness all night. intoxicated by it you could say.
...until the fire alarm went off. at 2 a.m. and i had to zombie walk to the outside (how appropriate for the season...) with squinty night time eyes and all.
and six million people with the same face expressions did it too.
that's when the happiness ended.

i hated it so much. it's a good thing i got this picture. it wouldn't be worth it otherwise.

so maybe i played hookie today from school.
i'm sorry, mom.

and then i was sitting at my kitchen table freaking out over a bunch of music.

so i discovered something that took my breath away...

ingrid. in the venue.

sara. the avalon.


there aren't words for how i feel about this coming fall.
except for

happy music hunting. :)