I heart the Weepies

If you haven't listened to the Weepies... do it.. do it now...

I've been listening to this song over and over... LOVE IT!!


"Take It From Me"

What can I compare you to, a favorite pair of shoes?
Maybe my bright red boots if they had wings
Funny how we animate colorful objects saved
Funny how it's hard to take a love with no sting.

But come on take it, come on take it, take it from me
But come on take it, come on take it, take it from me (we`ve got a good life).

What can I compare you to, a window the sun shines through?
Maybe the silver moon, a smile rising
The magic of the fading day, satellites on parade
A toast to the plans we've made to live like kings.

I lose my breath despite the air
When the rain falls down I give in to despair
Pink magnolia in winter she doesn't care
if you don't show up to have another cup.

What can I compare you to, when everything looks like you?
I get a bit confused with every Spring
Flowers that bloom your eyes, hummingbirds side by side
My heart won't stay entirely in this rib caging

I am proud of all my friends today...

My best friend Angie had one of her essays published online... read it... I know you'll love it.

Angie's Essay

This one is for the Moore's

Ok so I was told that I don't blog enough... so here's some interesting information.

After school I go and run on the treadmill in the gym at my apartment. Its small and there are only two treadmills. The space is kind of cramped. Its almost as if you are running on top of the person running next to you.

The past couple of times there has been a guy in there running... wearing the same red shirt every time. The first time he was in there I thought "wow I don't want to run right next to him I'll use the elliptical". So I get on the elliptical and turn it on. It asks me for my weight which I put in, then it asked for my age. Now... don't get me wrong, I love being 29, so far its been the best year ever. But, I knew this guy was watching what I'm putting in, there's a freaking mirror right in front of us. So I lied... I lied about my age on the elliptical machine. And it wasn't even a good one. I put that I was 28... whoa big difference.

So yesterday I go in to run again, and again, he's there in the SAME red shirt. So I decide to just run on the treadmill next to him. So I'm running, listening to music, running, running. I get finished, he's still running. I pick up my phone and start to walk and text at the same time and BAM I run smack into the door right in front of red-shirt guy. I hit the door so hard that my nose is actually bruised.

This leads to two questions, (1) how many people has he told about this incident? (2) does my nose stick out so far that it actually hit the door before I did?