Acoustics

So while attacking my list of books to read this summer, I stumbled across a quote from the book North of Beautiful (Such a good read). Anyways, it goes like this,

"for a guy to know me so deeply and truly, that we were only really complete when we were together. That I could talk to, go on wild tangents with, make obtuse references, and he would divine my every meaning before I knew what I was trying to say myself."

Sappy, right? Possibly. (But I like it). I don't know, it just fits with the hazy thoughts I've had in the back of my head. The memo pad on my cellphone is probably the most used app. I feel like I'm always writing stuff down! Whether it's my words, someone else's words, things to look up, ect., ect.

On another note, summer has been fantastic so far. Busy with work mainly, but a few weekend trips.Mainly I just love the warmth, the sunshine, the open windows, the coffee on the porch, and all the smells and summer foods! So wondrous. This week has been crazy busy, and I'm pretty wiped out, but I will leave you all with a song. Talking about Relient K a few days ago, I've been listening to their whole discography. So many memories! I then rediscovered their acoustic stuff. Ahhh man. That is my favorite. Something about acoustic songs, I don't know, they're almost dreamy. If that makes sense. So here it is (:



Also, this one:

Writing, Reading, and Listening

Fact: I stay up late listening to Jack's Mannequin, looking up good books to read, working on finishing the twelve different stories I've started, and, well, blogging.

It's an exciting life I lead, isn't it? Honestly I enjoy it. I think I enjoy staying up late way too much, which might be border-lining into insomnia. Maybe. I'll keep you posted. For real though, guys, I want like ALL the Jack's Mannequin piano books. The fact that piano is a key part of his music makes him all the more of a favorite. Heads up though, not all his songs are clean, so be careful. That being said, here's a good one!




Also, as far as good books go. Any recommendations? Right now I'm looking to read Howl's Moving Castle, The Little Prince, and The Damascus Countdown. I forgot how much I loved reading. Another summer perk (;

Oddly enough, the Memo app on my phone is by far my favorite. I write down everything. From favorite verses from the Bible, lyrics that catch my ear, songs to look up, books to read, quotes to inspire, lists of all kinds, and some of my random writings. Here's one for tonight:

The me in my head is basically a hippie/art chick. With a dash of emo maybe? Not the dark part, but the troubled writer/skinny jean wearer part. The me in my head is eloquent and witty, with an uncommon knowledge of random facts. She's sure of herself, with a slight tinge of fear that keeps her from being totally stupid. She chugs coffee like nobody's business, and is actually a bit of a coffee snob. She has a secret. A secret that drives her and gives her that air of mystery. She stays up way too late painting and making a mess, trying to hash out her tangled feelings. The me in me is quiet, but fierce. Fiercely loving and protecting the ones I love. 

I write more honestly when I pretend I'm writing about someone else (referring to "she" instead of "I"). This all concludes my random Sunday night/Monday morning post. Goodnight, all you lovely people!

More Tennis

I love finishing a really really good book. Yet at the same time I always feel sad like, "Oh, its over...... I don't want it to end! But I also can't stop reading it. *Sigh* Such is the problem of avid book readers everywhere. As I've mentioned, I am thoroughly enjoying the Prince of Tennis series. It's just so good! The sad thing is that I've come to the end.....not the end entirely but like the rest of the series hasn't been published yet. I want to read more!!! So I've resigned myself to watching the entire series all over again while I wait. And I must say it's raised my already high hopes of tennis, but has completely dashed my interest in American tennis. In the series they can all jump insanely high, the courts seem to be miles wide (because of the constant running), not only that but they actually have time to think about what to do next before the ball even hits their side of the court. Like I mentioned, I now have very unrealistic ideas about how tennis should be played. Not gonna lie though, I think I need to fly over to Japan and learn how they play tennis. Hmmmm....now if only flights weren't so expensive......