This book is frighteningly relatable. And hilarious.
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
May 29, 2009: 2:47 AM
Nostalgic moment. I was just reading through Taylor Swift's old journal entries and stumbled across her May 29, 2009 post:
So.. This is not smart. This. Being awake at 2:47 AM. You know why? Because my wake up call is at 5:00 AM. I'm playing on the Today show tomorrow/in a few hours, and I'm very excited about it. So excited, in fact, that I haven't really gotten around to sleeping. I've found my attention being drawn to so many different things that I can't possibly sleep. For example: My hotel room has motion censor lighting. So when I stand up or anything moves on the floor, these little lights come on at your feet to show you where you're going. No light switches needed. In my delirious state, I've been making jokes with myself. Every time something triggers the censor lighting, I say "Witchcraft!" or "EVIL!". Then I laugh hysterically. Then I sit there for a few seconds absorbing how lame I sound/look/am at this very moment in time. At 2:47 AM. Talking to the motion censor lighting.My dad is along the ride for this trip, hanging out and talking to every person he comes in contact with. He's a social butterfly, and loves being on tour. He loves it so much, he thinks it's absolutely hilarious to mess with me and try to embarrass me as much as possible. For example: Liz and I are walking into the hotel lobby after returning from dinner. It's a quiet, serene, beautiful hotel lobby and we're walking in when..
Screaming voice from out of nowhere: HEY! THAT'S TAYLOR SWIFT!!
Me: Dad. Please stop doing that.
It's pretty priceless having my dad out here with me. Tonight I went shopping at Top Shop in New York with the band. I got purple shoes. I'm really excited about the purple shoes, and I just needed to tell someone. I got purple shoes. Ok. That's done. Tomorrow, after the performance on the Today show, I'll fly back to Nashville and record a lot of new songs I've written in the last few weeks. I'm really excited about that. I want to get back to the tour though. Bad. I miss it every time I'm gone for a day. I've never had more fun doing anything in my life than I have on the Fearless tour. Thank you so much to everyone who has come to see the show. I can't even tell you how unreal it is for me, being up there, looking at those crowds. I just never thought I'd luck out like this.I'm really excited because Dateline NBC has been following me around for the last three months, video taping me planning this tour. They've put together a one-hour special about my tour, and it's airing some time within the next two weeks. I'll keep you posted on the exact date. I'd love for you to see the months of work leading up to me getting to put on this show. Also, I learned how to make a smoothie. It's very ground-breaking footage, I'm telling you. Keep checking back here, and on twitter. By the way, again, I'm taylorswift13 on twitter. There are a bunch of fake twitters that are apparently mine, and while they are amusing and creative, they're not real. :)
Well, I have some more important nonsense to get to. I'm going to go play with the light switches or the air conditioning control panel in my hotel room. Then I'm going to play the Today Show!
I love you, thanks to everyone who's been voting for the CMT awards at CMT.com!
Stay excellent. I adore you.
lovelovelove
-T-
Funny, at 2:47AM on May 29, 2009, I was totally laying on the streets of NYC waiting for Taylor to perform on the Today Show. ;)
That's All You Want for Christmas?!
I asked my niece what she wanted for Christmas.
She answered, "Puzzles and sticker books."
Oh, to be 5.
To Write, Or Not to Write? To write.
One of my soon-to-be resolutions is to write more blogs. Not post things, but actually write. You know, unleash my inner Carrie Bradshaw (only a more Sylvia Plath-like version). It's funny, the one question I'm always asked after people find out I majored in English is "Oh, so you're a writer?" I usually cringe with a simple "No." I'm just damaged and neurotic. Let me assure you that their is a BIG difference between writers and people who can write. I will never consider myself a "writer." However, this after-graduation hiatus is driving me nuts and I need to put some energy into something productive. It seems whenever I have time off, my thoughts get the best of me; which usually off spins into an anxiety-driven depression (although I haven't had the urge to stick my head in an oven). Turns out I do my best when I have something to do. I need structure and deadlines, not an empty apartment with nothing to do but rewrite my resume 500 times a day - I'm not exaggerating. Have you tried finding a job lately? Starbucks won't even hire me! Thanks, recession. Therefore, since my days are beginning to blend together, it seems like I'll have plenty of time write.
My favorite bloggers are the ones who write about their life, not the daily-journal-of-uninteresting-things-you've-done-lately, but the ones who dig deep and share experiences that are relatable (whether good or bad). This is where my issue comes in. For some reason, I have the biggest issue with sharing information. I figure the best way to start is to follow in Ashley's footsteps and Blog Through My Years, from kindergarden through College. It should be fun. And therapeutic. I'll upload Kindergarden within the next few days; you know, in between my daily debates with deciding whether or not to add periods after my "Skills and Qualification" fragments.
It's Official!!
Just handed in my last paper!
Then, I went to get the mail and was greeted with a hefty student loan envelope.
Oy Vey!
Almost Graduated!
I'm one paper away from a degree. This is surreal.
BTW, I totally got re-hired for next semester. With a raise. ;)
Nostalgia
Tomorrow starts my last week of undergraduate classes. I'll probably cry everyday this week. I encourage you not to bet against this. I'm excited to start the Grad School app process, though. Even finding part times jobs feels exciting! And nerve-wracking. But, more exciting!
Believe it or not, that BA is a nice cushion.
Scarlett O'Hara
In fourth grade, I was Scarlett O'Hara for Halloween. No one except my teacher knew who I was. She took a picture of me and said I had the best costume. Here's to being an individual!
Christmas Time
I'm totally in the mood for Christmas this year. I can't wait until the weekend so I can decorate and put lights up!
[image via: flickr]
Scorpio
Don't blame me, blame the month I was born.
Scorpios are often mysterious people because their true feelings run so deep and they keep their emotions hidden. They also like to uncover things under the surface of others and are very intuitive. Their intense desire to uncover things combined with their determination and loyalty make them great spiritual leaders, scientist, and doctors. They are very adaptable, often changing careers and going down new paths.
They can be strong willed and determined, almost to the point of being stubborn. This makes them great competitors, even if they are able to hide this desire to win from you. This also makes Scorpios very dominant, controlling and passionate. When they do not have a positive outlet for self-expression, they often turn inwards and become destructive.
When wronged, they do not easily forgive. It is almost as if the Scorpio sign invented the word "revenge." However, they just as easily never forget an act of kindness and are always ready to repay it. Scorpios are very loyal friends, but can be possessive. Scorpios are also conservative when it comes to money but when they do spend it; they know the right investments to make.
Brilliant Minds
Scorpios have a native understanding of humans and often show psychic tendencies. They are often interested in the mind and its potential powers. Scorpio is the sign of many of life's mysteries: birth, sex, death, and regeneration. They are willing to explore things others are afraid to look into such as different religions and the occult.Intense
Scorpios are often a force to be reckoned with. They are passionate, committed and in the same turn, if you are an enemy, they can be just as intensely ruthless. Scorpios are so intense, there are few challenges they are not willing to meet. They will use any information at hand to beat competitors and do not hesitate to move in for the kill.Weaknesses
Because of their intensity, Scorpios can be jealous, possessive, and controlling. When mistreated, they will make it their objective to get revenge, even if it takes years. They like to keep their true emotions hidden from others, which causes people to perceive them as cold and uncaring.Scorpios can be your best friend or worst enemy. They are loving and passionate, even if they seem cold on the surface. They are often driven by their intensity and are determined to do whatever they set their mind to.
24 Hours? How Stingy.
Usually, I attend 15 classes a week. Minus Traveling. This week, I'll be attending 21 classes. Minus (extensive) traveling. There are not enough hours in the day. Where do I even fit my Birthday in all of that!?
The Secret to the Success of Life
Tim Travis: What am I going to do for the rest of my life? All of a sudden it matters.
Penny Travis: Well, Tim, the secret to the success of life is to find something you love. Is there something that you love?
Tim Travis: Yes.
Penny Travis: Good. And you have to do that for the rest of your life. And you'd better hope to hell that you're good at it, because if you're not you'll probably fail.
Tim Travis: How do you know if you're good at it?
Penny Travis: How do you know if you're good at it...
Tim Travis: Yes.
Penny Travis: People tell you.
- Imaginary Heroes
The Simple Things
Tomorrow is my first day off since September and I'm so excited! Eeeek! - Too bad I don't know what to do with myself, though! Maybe I'll finish my book and clean. Yes, that sounds quite perfect!
"Lay beside this mess and call it consequence."
Although I've never counted success in dollar signs, I've come to the realization that I need to make a decent amount of money when I grow up.
I hear therapy's expensive.
Crash
"It's the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. [In this city], nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something."
Douche Bag Cops
Sooo, I think I might need an anger management class or two. Either that, or I just have a really bad issue with authority. There's just something so arrogant about most police officers that piss me off. Especially since it's an easy out for anyone who doesn't actually go to school. Someone needs to inform them that a badge does not give you the right to treat people sub-humanly. I say "most" police officers, because I know there are some good ones out there who actually do their job because they believe they can make a difference. I've even ran into a few. For the most part though, they're condescending tools!
Since my mom can't drive anymore, I picked her up from work yesterday. On our way home, a streetlight blew out due to that earth-shattering monsoon out there. Since there was no one directing traffic, I assumed it was okay to continue straight on our route until a douche bag cop on the side of the road aggressively comes up to our car screaming "What makes you think you can just pass a cop car?!" He was at the passenger window and yelling at my mom who was calm and apologizing. So when his aggression failed to simmer down, I lost it.
I guess he wasn't use to people not afraid of the big bad badge because he stood there in utter shock when I yelled the ish outta him. Trying to find a reason to give me a ticket, he even yelled "Well you almost hit me!" I kindda laughed at him and was like "I didn't almost hit you." Dramaqueen. And jeez, my poor mom trying to alleviate the situation kept apologizing to the semi-retarded "officer" saying "She's just really protective of me." Which I am. Don't come up to my car yelling when the misunderstanding wouldn't have even occurred had you been directing traffic like you were suppose to.
I didn't get a ticket. Or arrested. And the car ride home was really quiet until I said, "Mom, sorry for yelling at the cop." She laughed and said "It's okay, I got the same subordinate feeling you did but you need to learn to be more calm and be polite." Polite my ass. I know two wrongs don't make a right, but I am a firm believer in that you have to give respect to get it. Therefore, I will never respect anyone who approaches me with hostility.
Lesson Learned!
Never let a 7 year old run on a treadmill.
Especially on full speed.
Because then the 4 year old will want to hop on.
So when you turn your head for .5 seconds and this happens..
..their tiny bodies will collide and they'll both go flying.
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