I don't know if I can do this anymore.

Maybe sometime I'll get around to posting something besides songs, but for now, I'm on a huge Amos Lee kick. I am in love with this mans voice.

Waiting for something beautiful.

Kiss me goodbye, I am defying gravity...

"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together."--Marilyn Monroe

I hear the ticking of the clock. I'm lying here the room's pitch dark...

New favorite obsession: Stumble Upon which I'm sure you've heard of, unless you're living under a rock. If that is the case, sorryboutyerbadluck. I have spent countless hours on this website. I rarely find myself quickly "stumbling" through any page. I always give each page a chance, and find out that this website is a genius and knows exactly what I like. "Oh, a person spray painting a piece of paper and then two seconds later it's the solar system. Sure, I'd love to watch that." "Oh, a Wikipedia page dedicated to the world's most common misconceptions? Yep, I read the whole thing." Seriously..I was almost late to work last week because of this.

Anyway, my all-time favorite "stumble" that I've had so far lead me to this website. I dare you to find an activity that you could not listen to this mix while doing. Well besides like butchering a nice slab of meat or maybe stealing other people's dogs. But you shouldn't do either of those things anyway.

'Cause maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me...

For some reason last night, no matter what I did, I kept finding myself totally, absolutely, completely...wide awake. I'd say I tried to fall asleep for a good 2 1/2-3 hrs. but instead I stared at my ceiling/closet/Kenny Chesney poster (not a joke). This wouldn't be much of an issue except for the fact that I have been sleeping like crap lately due to the fact that I've been obnoxiously addicted to Veronica Mars and it's been effing with my dreams, therefore, keeping me awake at night. I don't know if it's the fact that my head currently feels as if it weighs 19867 lbs. (not a joke) or maybe it's the whole terrible roommate situation I currently am trying to deal with...but whatever it is, it needs to get over itself and let me do one of my favorite things, sleep. A few months ago, I had a conversation with Josh about random things that I really like. So while I was laying there last night, I started making a list of my favorite/not so favorite things at the moment. I am the queen of lists.

Favorites::
--Pandora
--Warm sheets
--This blogger
--Beards
--My Boys (tv show)
--Vitamin String Quartet...especially their version of "Smells like Teen Spirit" here or "Wonderwall" found here
--Apples (all crunchy foods for that matter)
--Wearing new socks
--Netflix

Not my favorites:
--Not being able to sleep
--Dreaming that I'm falling
--Disrespectful people
--Dirty fingernails
--Going to put Burts Bees on and the chapstick part falls out and on to the floor..ruining it
--Dry hands
--Alarm clock noises
--Walking in the rain/snow and the bottoms of my pants getting wet and then when my wet pants stick to my legs...


I'm sure there's probably a million more, and I have no idea why I decided to make these in a list form..buuut I'm bored. And freezing. And annoyed.

Say it ain't so.

I have Weezer and a million thoughts flying through my head right now...making it impossible for me to fall asleep. This is driving me insane because I have to be to work at 10:30 tomorrow and I'm going to be there all day.





Ugh.

We're just like you, only prettier.

How come every time I decide to take a nap, the apartment complex people decide to mow the lawn? I think I have a Batman radar that goes off every time I lay my head down during the middle of the day. I need to figure out how to break the shit out of that light...

There are things in my life I can't control.

This is my soundtrack to my life right now.
Seriously.

They'll name a city after us, and later say it's all our fault.

I finally watched 500 Days of Summer today, and was reminded of why I love Zooey Deschanel so much. I'll have to watch the movie over again to get a feel for whether I like the movie or not because I had several distractions..but from the second the names started rolling (what's that called..not credits...but..) and "Us" by Regina Spektor came on, I instantly knew I'd probably like it. Oh, but there's one thing I have decided...Summer wears some pretty terrible pants..like, very unflattering. Ugh.

I'm a new soul I came to this strange world hoping I could learn a bit about how to give and take.

It's official:

I will be moving to East Lansing August 15th.
**Edit--August 16th or 17th...**

And I'm nervous//excited all at the same time.

Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar.

While I was driving home from Holland this morning..I passed this (or close to) gem. At what point do you decide that regular window tint just won't cut it. You need to make sure that your love of wolves, or dolphins, or maybe even the New York Jets is displayed for the entire highway to see. Also, is there a reason that these are always proudly displayed by those who drive trucks? I don't have any answers to this, but I'm just saying...

Finally, I love America as much as the next guy, but seriously...

When you ain't got nothin', you've got nothin' to lose.

Today started out awesome. Lindsey, Ryan, Evan, Brooke and Nick were all up at my parents house. It was a beautiful day, and I even got to watch most of the Grey's season finale. Then I overheated myself and almost puked. I showered and went to work.

That's when my day turned from pretty awesome, to horrible. For some reason, they will not turn on the air there. Ugh. Seriously. Every single table was complaining about how hot it was..like I wanted to be working in the heat..also, I have no voice. Zero. I try and talk and all that comes out is 13 yr. old pubescent boy sounds. Seriously.

But then, I came home, and this was on.

I am now going to bed happy, although roasting hot because my parents refuse to turn the air on because they believe we "get a good breeze off the lake." I am not talking tomorrow...until I go back to work tomorrow night.

Your best intentions may not be enough.

I think Wednesday is my favorite day of the week. Because of this, I'm going to try and post a favorite song of mine every Wednesday. Today= When It Don't Come Easy by Patty Griffin.

No pain is forever..yup, you know this.

It's been a pretty regular thing lately for me to have pseudo arguments with myself over how bad it would hurt to cut my right ovary out so that I wouldn't be in constant pain for...oh...4 hours now. If I was dead set on not having kids I'd go to the hospital and have them fix me. I'm still at a toss up over that whole thing so I can't make such a rash decision right now (I'm only 23). I can pretend all night long that I'm gutsy enough to hold a knife to my belly and cut it, when in all actuality, I can't even dig into my skin with a needle to get a sliver out. This girl = huge wimp.

My old doctor (who basically did nothing but perform 2 surgeries and prescribe me 7 different meds that didn't work) just moved so I'm in the market for a new one. Let's hope that the next one can pinpoint what's wrong a little faster/easier than she could. One person can only pee in a cup so many times and still keep their dignity.

Welcome home Evan. We're so excited to see you!

Here's my final version of this...I need like a whole box of Kleenex every time I watch it!! Tomorrow's the big day..one we've been waiting for technically since we found out Lindsey was pregnant for 9 months..however, since we first saw Evan for 117 days. 117 days. Wow.



As if I didn't think Evan was the cutest thing ever..Owen and Aubrey try and steal the show. I am so blessed.

Life is good today.

I'm leaving for Florida tomorrow and I won't be back until at least the 30th...yessssss.

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens...

I'm stuck in a strange spot between undergrad and grad school. I'm hopefully going to start working at the BB again soon, but in my downtime I've been watching a whole lot of Bravo and searching the Internet for some new found loves.

1) http://www.supercook.com/
This website has introduced me to some of my new favorite meals. Instead of a typical recipe website where you find the perfect recipe and go to the grocery store and buy the ingredients that you need. However, on this website, you type in the ingredients that you already have in your kitchen, and it brings up recipes with only those ingredients in them. Seriously, genius.

2) http://www.organicgurus.net/catalog/traditional-medicinals-peppermint.jpg
My stomach has decided to hate me lately and I've been taking entirely too much pain medicine. I can't exactly afford to drive down to Grand Rapids for acupuncture, so I've been trying to deal with the pain on my own. Enter: Traditional Medicinals Peppermint Tea. While I've never been a huge tea drinker, for some reason this is my nightly bff lately. (This has nothing to do with Bravo or the Internet, obv.)

3) http://www.flickr.com/photos/9610377@N04/
I finally got a chance to upload more photos from the best vacation of my life. I'd pretty much give anything to be back there right about now. I'm hopefully meeting up with Alyssa soon to get her photos from the trip.

4) http://gethighnow.com/troxlers-fading/
If you spend too much time on this site, you'll get a headache. But seriously...this is crazy. The sound clips mess with your mind...it hurts.

5) http://www.textsfromlastnight.com
The only problem that I have with this site is that I can't decide if the best or worst texts are my favorite.

Let's hope I get a job soon so that I don't spend all my free time online anymore..ugh.

Dun dun dunnnnnnnnnnnnn...

Why couldn't the GRE have been over 90's Nickelodeon shows, or names of Rihanna songs, or even types of dogs. No, the GRE is much harder than any of those. Much, much harder. If I were given an analogy such as :Ren::Stimpy, I would've obviously known :Keenan::Kel, or the antonym of Whomps is nothing because it's made up. No, I was given stupid words. Stupid words and long passages. Ugh...but one good thing...it's over.

I wanna be sedated..for real.

Dear GRE,

I hate your stinking guts. You make me vomit. You're scum between my toes!

Love,
Whitney

(Looking forward to having my life back after the GRE on Monday...assuming I survive.)

I'm entirely too tired to come up with a song.

Brooke and I went out to Mojo's last night to celebrate me graduating. Anyway, we came back to Renucci around 2..talked to Lindsey for like 45 minutes and then passed out. Well at about 6:00 a.m. the fire alarm started blarin'. Lindsey and I both woke up and discussed if we should get up or not, and then decided that we probably should. Brooke, oblivious to the world, kept sleeping. She then started telling us, "Lindsey, get back in bed, it's just the air bag going off." After laughing for a bit Lindsey put on her coat and headed downstairs, saying she'd come back if it was real. During all this I was trying to grab a sweatshirt in the dark and wake Brooke up at the same time. She finally rolled out of bed, grabbed a towel and started wafting (?) it at the fire alarm to try and get it to stop. I was telling her to hurry up, when her response to me only having a sweatshirt on was "Whitney, grab a coat, this is the Jersey Shore."

Honestly.

I didn't think twice and put my coat on and then was like..wait a second... Once I woke up a little bit, I about peed my pants because I was laughing so hard. Turns out it was a false alarm. Now it's almost 7:00 a.m. and we're all still up laughing. I love this.