The Year in Pictures

Recap of the year, in pictures only:

Midnight thoughts on my iPod

Stream of consciousness, laying on my back in my bed, with an iPod touch, 12:30AM on Christmas day

I'm lying in bed currently, trying to type on an iPod and seriously fucking struggling to get a comfortable position to type and try to lull asleep for Christmas festivities tomorrow. I'm listening to Maybe by Kaskade, a song I picked up on YouTube that has somehow been playing nonstop in my ears sine I found it up. By the time I finish this sentence though, the music has changed to PNAU's Embrace (Remix). Every night before I fall for serious asleep, there's a good hour before I actually fall physically asleep. In this time, my mind wanders, and I'm hoping to capture some of the stupid shit that goes through my head in writing, for kicks and mostly because a have a real hard time calming my buzzing mind for sleep.

The music changes to So Far Away by Kaskade (I'm in a Kaskade heavy playlist and recently found I really like his stuff. Sue me). I pause, trying to gather my thoughts as the singer's voice starts. The lyric " everything I run from staring right back at me" sticks in my mind for some reason.

I shift to my side, the goddamn screen rotates so I get all sorts of messed up.

I stop and wonder WTF I'm doing this for. Reading this would bore the shit out of me, let alone my one lone reader Double D.

I'm just....so tired of feeling like I'm not moving forward with ANYTHING. All aspects of my life: school, health, future plans, friends, this thing we call love. It's all stagnant, just sitting still like a bowl of water that was left outside for far too long, just begging to be hit, knocked over, shot onto space, SOMETHING to break this monotony of school, rejection, application, rejection, test I don't care about, homework that teaches me nothing relevant, living like I'm waiting for someone to tell me that it's finally OK to take that step forward and start your fucking life.

Song changes to 4AM. I pause and contemplate actually posting this for the world to see. What if someone randomly finds my blog? Why do I care? This is really how I feel. Trapped in a cage, and an acceptance to medical school holds the key.

The music stops. End of the playlist. Now I feel empty without the comfort of familiar music distracting a large part of my mind.

1AM now. These 30 minutes have seemed like minute while a raged on my touchscreen about the angst I feel. Close my eyes, deep breath, clear my mind, think of what's happening today.

I start the music again with Wet Sand. Slowing down touchscreen rage. Surprised you would read this far. Even more surprised that I actually posted this.

Wide awake, hoping the night will reveal my future.

I hope I can sleep tonight....

Song ends, post ends, catharsis complete. I feel much better, ready for another day!

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Merry Christmas! Cheers to the future, which cannot come soon enough!!!!!

When X met Y, who both met Z

Interesting conversation today. For the sake of privacy, let's say two people, X and Y, are BFF's. X and Y both like the same person, Z, who is a mutual friend. Z's a one-of-a-kind babe, so both are considering pursuing her.

Lame love triangle right? But what if X is aware that Y is interested in Z, but Y is not aware? Here's a diagram to illustrate with Jessica Alba playing the part of Z:
The person I was talking to was X, and I had no idea what to tell him. That's an uber sticky situation, if you know what I'm saying. If X made a move on Z, KNOWING that Y is interested, isn't he knowingly hurting his BFF? What if X and Z go out? Doesn't X feel guilty? How does Y react if that happens?

The alternative would be for X to do nothing, and then watch if Y makes a move on Z. How shitty is that? How does X act when he has to hang out with Y and Z? Does he suck it up for the sake of his friend's happiness?

I couldn't help him. I would have no idea what to do in that situation. Have a board meeting with everyone involved and spell it out?

I think the Wizard of Oz said it best when he said: "As for you, my galvanized friend, you want a heart. You don't know how lucky you are not to have one. Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable."

Hope it works out for you X...

Sweet Vid

I love it, both as music and how it is made