Scrapbook

I am not sure what happened; my last two posts were very difficult to read. I apologize for that. But I do hope you figured it out!

So, it was brought to my attention that I did not explain "In the Air" quite well enough. Which, I suppose is true. In my post entitled "Another Drop," I did explain the inspiration, but I'm now realizing that it probably made no sense to you. (:

In the Air is basically just about my confusion, I suppose. Well, the verses are. See, I didn't want to go too deep into it, because it's actually a very, very crazy song, if you knew what it was about. But, I suppose I can sort of vaguly explain (I love leaving a little mystery!).
The verses describe my room, my bedroom. It's a mess. And this room haunts me - literally - but I can't seem to get out of it. As much as it terrifies me and I have been terrified in/by it, I still sit in my room for hours on end and let myself wallow in the fear. It must be because I want to figure out why it's this room that has caused me so much pain for the past nine years, but it's dumb. I really am terrified most of the time, so it doesn't make sense that I'd enjoy locking myself in here for so long.
The chorus is about a relationship with someone... The relationship itself is "up in the air," in two different ways. First, in the sense of that figure of speech meaning everything's been thrown up and scattered and no one's really sure what's going on at the moment, where we stand. The second way is that, odd as this may sound - and I don't want to explain it in too much detail - the relationship is essentially a fantasy. It doesn't really exist in the real world. And so "up in the air" is meant there as, like, a "head in the clouds" type thing.

I know it doesn't make much sense, the meaning behind the song. But, what can I say, I'm crazy! Ha, it's basically just a mash-up of two different things, but in my head it all means the same... Try wrapping your head around that! :P



Speaking of rooms, I'm redoing my room! Or, well, I suppose finishing it. We had the loft (which is sort of like a built in bunk-bed, but a little bit bigger) built about a year ago, and even though it's awesome architecturally (sp?!), it's pretty plain. White walls, white furniture, pink accessories. Blehh. So, within the next couple of weeks, we're gonna redo it! The words I'm using for inspiration are "wishful," "earthy," and "lax." It's gonna be a totally laxed-out Wonderland (as in, Alice In) of sorts. Chocolate brown, mint green, lavender, teal... And earthy patterns! The stairs are gonna be transformed into a tree (just with paint), so it's as if I climb a tree to get to my bed. There will be clocks everywhere (like Alice), and I really want one of those chairs that hang from the ceiling! Or maybe just a swing! I want it to feel like a very chill park type thing, with an Alice twist! :D

(If you haven't already figured out, I'm kind of obsessed with AIW.)


Hmm..

I'm trying to convert "Honey, Honey" from Mamma Mia! into a really cool acoustic/pop song, for my audition (for that confidential TV project I mentioned). I think it'll actually be really cool!

Yesterday, my mom and I went to downtown Mesa and went to Milano Music (glorious.) and this fantastic used bookstore called The Book Gallery. I adore used bookstores. I love the dusty wooden charm they have! I purchased two poetry collection books (which I have been very into lately; interpreting poetry). One is from 1969 and it's called "Some Haystacks Don't Even Have Any Needle." The other, my personal favorite, from 1941, titled "Ted Malone's Scrapbook." It has some really, really awesome poems in it! I've been going through both of them and highlighting awesome lines and things that I've found different meaning for... I love it. Very relaxing.


This morning, I went to CrossRoads Chruch, just to check it out, and this lady sitting in front of me was AWESOME. She was doing some sign language during worship, and kept saying, "amen!" during the service... It made me so happy! Like, you could tell how passionate she was. It was freaking awesome. I love people like that... Reminds me of Kenya.

Also, I was just flipping through my Bible, and I landed on Psalm 77, and there was this amazing, incredible line. "When I put on a sad face, they treat me like a clown." I love that. LOVE. IT.



I'm pretty sure that's all I have for you.

Oh, wait, no. Definitely not.

So, I watched the movie Cold Souls last night. Fabulous movie. Fabulous. It was, like, sickly hilarious, but also really sad. And moving. And strange. Weirdest movie I've ever seen. But it's probably one of my favorites now, along with Uptown Girls, She's the Man, and Stranger Than Fiction.
It really was very thought provoking. And the ending was PERFECT.
(Although, no one else thought so.)


Also, be sure to check out all the stuff to your left right now.
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I've added some gadgets; trying to make this thing come to life a bit more.

I would also love it if you'd leave me some comments on my posts! Anything that stands out to you (good or bad), tell me! And expound on things if you have something to add, and tell me if you've seen a movie I mention or heard an awesome song I should listen to. Give me suggestions for song-of-the-days and things to post about! I want this to not only be me blabbing on. I want this blog to be more of a conversation - between me and all of you, and a place where everyone feels welcome and safe to share their thoughts and feelings! <3>

I love all of you!



SONG... No, poem.

POEM... "HOMELY GIRL," by Bonita Witty.

I'm giving you the whole thing today.


"I love you so,
Though you will never guess it.
You make me feel so plain
When you are near,
So awkward, tounge-tied, utterly unworthy,
So filled with childish, hopeless, helpless fear.

My hands are rough,
I toil from dawn to darkness,
My shoulders bent,
Untidy is my hair,
Yet, still, my heart beats warmly in my bosom
As any girl's whose skin is soft and fair.

Yes, I love you.
Today you spoke so friendly.
I know it was plain kindness
On your part.
But all the earth became akin to Heaven
As I held that kindly greeting to my heart."


You can make this mean to you whatever you want. I'm not going to explain today what it means to me, because I don't want to sway your interpretation. Like this poem? Comment and let me know what it means to you!