risky business

this one is inspired by a certain friend.
one that wears her heart on her sleeve, like the saying says.
when she falls, she falls hard.

i envy that ability,
to trust people enough to let them in completely.
because although her heart has been broken,
i’ve seen that the risk can be worth it.

she may be dramatic and impulsive.
but she’s also courageous and bold.

there are major ups and downs,
but it’s better than living tediously in the middle.

and although she doesn’t need a guy to be happy,
this is my reminder to her that, yes, it’s worth it in the end.

don’t stop believing in the fairy tale.

money honey

parodies are some of life's little treasures. perhaps i love them because my friends and i mock each other constantly.
...it's how we show love. really.

i couldn't figure out how to place the actual video in the post, so in the meantime:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lfak76uERs4

mimicry gold. (watch the original below first.)
http://perezhilton.com/2009-06-22-my-statement

in all fairness, i would probably be traumatized if someone punched me, but perez is overly dramatic. it's not like his face resembled rihanna's picture post beat-down.
and i check his website more often than i would like to admit. but with all the shit he writes, i'm relatively surprised he's never been clocked until now. some would say he had it coming.

staple it together

i like making connections. between people, movies, ideas, whatever.
i blurt out random things. it's just how my thought processes are.
people eventually learn to follow when i unexpectedly change the subject.

but back to the point.
this has been bugging me.

kenny baumann, meet your future.
[insert suspenseful music here]

twenty years down the line... hello, bob saget.

ps. please do a father and son tv show. it would be brilliant casting.
thank you.

the sound of silence

i like silence.
yep. i admit it.

not the awkward, uncomfortable kind.
and yes, different kinds exist.
there are people out there that don’t understand that concept.
it can be peaceful, calming, and a place for my thoughts to wander where they may.

i don’t like speaking just for the hell of it, to avoid the quiet.
i watch and listen more than participate. and sometimes it’s a bad thing.
but i notice a whole lot about the world and the people in it.
eye contact, body language, and the power of the situation can speak volumes.

maybe it’s just an easier way to live. and i’m just more comfortable there.
but as i’ve gotten older, i’ve tried to make it my vacation place rather than a permanent stay.

but if you want, you’re always free to join me : ]

stop this train

starting out on a somber note. but circumstances are always changing.

sometimes, there are situations in which i feel as if i can do nothing.
say nothing. my actions and words won’t change the outcome.
yet all i want is to make it better.
witnessing heartache is something i will never get used to.
it makes me anxious. nauseous. scared.
and yearn for relief to come for those who need it.

support is the only thing i have to offer. and it will always be there.

it isn’t fair when people are taken from us too soon.
and although we're never ready to experience a loss,
the only way to get through it is to lean on those who are left behind.