Music Monday: Lord Huron

If Monday always seems to come and go for you, wheather it's the "dreaded" mornings or the idea that you have to keep going to work/school for the rest of the week ( I might be mocking you a little bit), it's okay!

Monday's for me are like little mini new years each week. It allows a fresh start! Maybe you failed a test last week or your boss had to "talk to you" either way no one remembers and you shouldn't harp on it either. This is a brand new day! A brand new week! And you should give it some significance, break a habit, start a new habit, or find some new music just to get you through it.

   Lord Huron

This LA based band has luckily found my way onto my Spotify, due to the lovely Jac Vanek and her incredible playlists. 

They're kind of a mix of Mumford & Sons and The Lumineers but they have their own little twist, of course. They picked up this whole South West vibe that makes them so interesting to listen to. With like Johnny Cash guitar cords and drums that resemble something of the Native Americans it's just all too perfect. 

I honestly was a little disappointed when they weren't from Arizona or New Mexico, but hey they had me fooled! 

Here's a few songs I'd suggest: Ends of the Earth, The Man Who Lives Forever, Lonesome Dreams

Hope this could brighten up your Monday! Remember to cheer up a little bit c:

Job Snob Bob

This topic isn't really all that fun to write about but in the spirit of posting on here more regularly I'll just give it a shot. 

 I have been searching for a job since about April, like seriously searching. I have been sending in applications right and left for weeks now. Following up on probably 75% of them and not even receiving an interview. Recently I took about a month long break and realized I'm broke and it sucks to be broke.

 My work experience is limited. The only "real job" I've ever had was working for my parents last summer as a receptionist. God I hate typing that word. The job was okay. I just wanted something with more human interaction, the most I got was over the phone and half the time the people were crying or yelling (it's a collection agency). 

 I want to be around people and actually be progressing a company. I don't know I just felt so unfulfilled. 

 Anyways on a happier note I'm back on that job searching grind which will hopefully land me a job soon. 

 Thanks for reading 

"WE WEREN'T MEANT TO BE CALM, COOL, AND COLLECTED"

screamed at me in the latest TC article I read (O' Connell,49-51). My building epiphany had finally come full circle. 

 I could be as honest as I wanted to be, it's okay. It's unusual, but okay.

 Lately I've had it up to here with the "elaborate dance" of social expectations and what not (19). I'm tired of pretending I don't understand or pretending I do understand. I just want to be raw with the world because I think everyone knows deep down inside that's how you can get the most out of life. 

 I know this will not be easy. Even in O'Connell's article his own experience did not pay off. And most won't, most will result in weird states, uncomfortable conversations and maybe even an unpleasant comment or two. But it's okay! Because someone is going to recognize that honesty in me and maybe find it "refreshing" or maybe even "new age" (they're just going to appreciate my bad-assness,okay?). Then there will be another person and another and sooner (or later) I'll be surrounded be all these lovely individuals who actually love me. And I won't have to nod my head and smile every time they tell me they had a weight limit when it comes to the men they date, or when they say that they're excited to try their fourth religion of the year. I can simply shake my head in disapproval and they'll be okay with that, because they have their life and I have mine.

 So I'm gonna wear my Leia buns for my Senior ID photo because fuck it, I've got less than a year left at that school and I don't really care who stares anymore. I'm not going to give half ass suggestions and then just give up when my mom is feeling down. I'm certainly not going to keep lying to myself when I say that "I'm gonna write today", if I'm not feeling it I'm not feeling.

 But damn this is therapeutic.  

San Fran

Maybe I'm expecting too much, maybe I'm going to be literally tearing my hair out because I'm so broke and so tired of being broke.

All I know is that my heart needs something bigger. I need this city.

And maybe just maybe this city needs me. 

Yoga.....oga....ga.....a

Doing lots of yoga makes me a happy girl c: I always feel a little kooki doing it but I think I'll be a life long yogi c: 

Ugh Ugh Ugh

 Like how could today get any worse. It was just pointless and that's what pisses me off more than anything. It didn't have to be miserable it could have been really great or at least okay. But because I left my wallet at home I couldn't buy The Maine's new cd or something to eat after school.  Because I wanted to be a cute fan girl when I bought The Maine's album that I wore a shirt that I didn't feel likw wearing automatically making my day bad. Because our teachers don't know how/too lazy to plan an extra 3 days of school I sat there doing nothing. Because my mom thinks that she knows best when it comes to ACT prep and signed me up for an hour long class on ACT essay prep, which I scored practically perfect on the first time I took. Yeah, the first, time which means I have to take this test again even though it probably won't affect anything. Because some fuck ups cheated on the CST's this year and now I can't use those scores to help me get into English 101 this summer. Because UPS found someone else to fill their open position. Because my counselor didn't call me back and wasted my whole day yesterday by not telling me to drive down to Palomar. Because I thought I was so energized last night because I took a half hour nap that I thought I could stay up an extra thirty minutes talking to my boyfriend when he got home for work. And I'm so tired, so so tired.

17 questions a 17 year old wonders

When do I graduate?
Am I suppose to be having sex right now?
Should I study or go hang out?
Are we really going to Denny's again?
What is an acceptable time to start dating after a break up?
Is he staring at me?
Am I getting fat?
Should I stare back at her?
I'm I going pass Algebra 2?
What am I going to do with my life after this?
Should I have joined volleyball last year?
Is 11:30 too late to go to bed?
Is my phone sending my texts?
Should I have been working by now?
Aren't I suppose to be at a party?
Why won't my parents stop yelling at me?
Am I suppose to know who I am?