1. 3 weeks ago 

    This has always been my favorite quote!

    It seems like this comes true once again!  And it is time for me to take my new path, i hope it leads me well.

    There is a tide in the affairs of men
    Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
    Omitted, all the voyage of their life
    Is bound in shallows and in miseries.

    —Julius Cæsar. Act iv. Sc. 3
  2. 9 months ago 
    Well I guess i can move on with my life now!
  3. Notes: 2 / 9 months ago 
    Science is always optimistic!

    Science is always optimistic!

     
  4. Notes: 2 / 9 months ago 
    OMG Cheesecake
  5. 9 months ago 

    Update

    Yay i remembered i have a Tumblr!

    P.S.

    There you go Mai

  6. 3 years ago 
    It is amazing to me how doing something completley random just for yourself and try to break the boredom can actually be a big change and a catalyst for what you have been wanting for weeks.  At least it was for me, it feels like pieces are clicking into place.  This day has been full of serendipity.

    It is amazing to me how doing something completley random just for yourself and try to break the boredom can actually be a big change and a catalyst for what you have been wanting for weeks.  At least it was for me, it feels like pieces are clicking into place.  This day has been full of serendipity.

     
  7. 3 years ago 

    Music!

    I can not help feeling inspired today, or anyday that i listen to music, for that matter.  The minute it starts to play and the second it hits my ear i want to sing to it, to dance to it, to live to it, and to play it myself.

    For as long as i can remember i have loved music, almost any kind. Music from all genres were introduced to me and helped alter my life. Growing up with my grandmother and her Dean Martin crush, in my grandfathers living room listening to canadian brass and big band.  Road trips with my father and his Pink Floyd, Steely Dan and genesis.  My high school days where for five straight years i lisented to nothing but the oldies station. The days of community college and my german teacher with her love of classical.  My first girlfriend and her taste in obscure alternative.  My stint in hawaii and reggae.  That one fateful easter in california where i first saw Rocky Horror, and thus began my fascination with musicals…as well as other things.

    I have all this time on my hands lately and i have been listening to music, watching movies with awesome soundtracks, musicals with dancing and singing.  I miss my keyboard, stuck in hawaii, when i actually have the time to learn to play it at last.  I want to learn music, i want to play every instrument available, i want to express all this stuff in my heart and mind that at times feels like it will consume me alive, if i dont explode first.

  8. 3 years ago 

    Organizing is Fun and memorable!

    So last weekend i got on a kick i organized my entire i tunes library, then it all went so very haywire.  I alphabetized my DVD’s and got chills of excitement down my spine, i then turned to the books…ooooo look at me go.  Then it hit me i have stuff in the attic.  Rummaging through boxes of old stuff, throwing aways things from my past, reconnecting with others.  It was all so enjoyable.

    I found the box of journals, half finished monuments of my past, literally 20 of them ranging from the time i was 10 to present each one representing my love of odd and quirky journal books.  Every time i found a new one i would buy it and start writing in it. I was enjoying myself immensely.

    as i made my way through the stuff i uncovered three totes of forgotten tomes.  Encased in these rubbermaid safes of the past were roughly two thousand peices of ink colored paper stories of wonderful, fascinating, and amazing people and things.  I popped open the first case and drew in a deep long breath, instantly images came coursing through my mind like an stampede.  Days spent in musty basement stores, warm sunny days where the morals, hopes and dreams i hold so dear were first forged.  My comic book collection called to me for the first time in well over five years of being parted from them.  Its amazing how something as simple as a smell can invoke such strong feelings and memories.  My mind snapped back to the present and i was appalled that these wonderful things were still up in the attic alone and neglected.  With great risk and a slightly pulled thigh and calf muscle i wrestled the bulky 100 plus pound boxes down the impossibly tiny ladder leading to the attic and placed them in my room.

    I spent the next few days taking them out and putting them back into alphabetic and chronologic order.  Occasionaly i was surprised with an issue i didnt know i had, or one i fondly remembered and couldnt help but pull it out from its plastic protection and flip through its colorful pages.  Like little books of my past as i flipped through memories i fell in love all over again. I look forward to being able to add new ones to my collection and to catch up on ones i missed over the years.

  9. Notes: 1 / 3 years ago 

    Why did i graduate?

    I feel as if i am rotting away… living back in WA is slowly eating me away.  I cant focus and i have no future plans, job or money.  Dad is back at work starting today and i am home alone with nothing to do.  I have no place of refuge to retreat to and i miss all of my friends who are thousands of miles away.  I need to get refocused but i have no idea how.

  10. 3 years ago 

    The more things change the more they stay the same

    So its not like anyone knows this site exists, but for some reason i need to talk to someone, so i guess myself and the internet are the two best things to talk to.

    I was in the attic the other day organizing my crap and i found the box of my old journals.  There were about 15 of them all in various states of completion dating back to 1992 the year i moved to washington.  SO of course i had to read them and it occured to me how different i am now with respect to back then but how some things never have changed.  I have never once filled a journal at most i made it three quarters of the way before stumbling upon a newer looking cooler design buying it and starting over.  NOt only have i not finished one but none are consistent with gaps ranging from days to months to years.  I guess i feel that i am summed up by my erratic journals.  A mind in a thousand different directions with no true course.

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