ipod
i've just discovered my ipod. i mean i've had it since last september but just last week i've really discovered it. just that in new york city everywhere you go you see people walking around with their ipods and mp3 players and stuff. on the subway, the street, the grocery store, starbucks, the park, jogging, biking, roller blading... anywhere! and i thought well if they can why can't i? why not? i mean i have it... so i did. everyday this week i've brought it with me to cfs camp and listened to it during odd moments. walking to the computer lab in the morning when i first get here, during snack, lunch, and waiting for my mom to pick me up in the sweaty afternoons. in fact i've got it on right now. dixie chicks but a second ago it was yellowcard and before that blink-182 because it's on shuffle. 223 songs and i've been listening for 30 minutes and have only made it through 7 of them. oh it's changed... dave matthews band. my dad likes to listen to them. i have kind of weird taste in music. i don't think i have anything new new on here... mostly songs and hits from 2002-2004. whatever. not like it matters. i do want to get the new simple plan album though. and the black eyed peas. maybe dad will take me to barnes and nobles today after camp.
last night there was a really violent storm while i was trying to sleep. it seemed to go on forever. the lightning was so bright it lit up my whole room every few minutes and the thunder was like BOOM BOOM BOOM. it stayed over my house for a looong time. i love thunderstorms in the summer. i just love feeling safe inside while the storm rages outside. i felt so cozy last night in my bed. i hugged the pillow and the sheet and listened to the thunder and was just like enjoyinh it i guess. in my old house we had a screened-in porch outside connected to the deck and i liked to go out there during the thunderstorms. especially when it was raining really hard and just like pouring buckets down from the sky. the water torrent down the roof in like a sheet off of the gutter and it would form this veil thing around the room. our backyard was sort of a hill so the porch and deck were like way high off the ground. there was a flight of stairs that lead from the deck to the ground and so when you were on the porch you were way high up. level with the middle part of the trees and the birds. the trees would sway in the wind and the lightning would crack and it was so pretty. i have a screened-in porch in my new house too but it's not way high off the ground like the other one, and it leaks so the effect is just not the same. i think that's the only thing i miss about my old house. the screened-in porch thunderstorm experience.
admist all this thundering last night a had 2 really really weird dreams. first i dreamed that i was in the car with mom and we were in a parking garage waiting to pull into a spot and rachel bilson and adam brody from the o.c. were driving by in this beat up old blue car and i was looking at them. this creepy guy was chasing them and trying to get their autogrpahs or something. then we were waiting at the elevator and suddenly mom and i were all alone and we were stuck in this parking garage place but with rachel bilson and adam brody. and i got their autograph which was weird because i would probably not ask if i saw them on a street and it was really weird. then my second dream was equally as strange. i dreamed that it was marit's birthday and i went to her house to deliver her birthday present from last year that i never ended up giving her (on moms suggestion) and it was in a brown harris teeter bag and i just wanted to put it in the mailbaox but we got to her house and they were having a party and so mom wanted to go in and i was like fine but only for a second. there was this big cake with a 4 on it outside in the front yard and the theme of the party was like fourth of july/america/USA pride. which was weird because her birthday is not july 4 it is july 29(though i think her brothers birthday is... don't ask my why i even know her birthday i just remember everybody's birthday) and we went inside and her house had been replaced by like this store thing and you could pick out little trinkets and make a hat. and mom wanted to make one and i was like no lets leave im not even friends with her anymore! and then my mom was like well ok but be sure to tell her mom thank you for having this nice party and i was like "well i kind of wasn't invited int he first place" but she made me do it and then we left or i woke up. all in all it was a strange night for dreams. weird lightning induced dreams...
i feel really bad that i'm at this camp with all the equipment to make flash movies and i'm writing emails to norah and updating my blog. i'd love to make another movie but it's kind of frustrating when you can't get it to look totally perfect or exactly the way i want it to. also i have no more ideas. something about meatballs maybe? i don't even know. it's so boring and slow absolutely nothing is happening. bored. bored. bored. lets see what i can come up with and be productive...
last night there was a really violent storm while i was trying to sleep. it seemed to go on forever. the lightning was so bright it lit up my whole room every few minutes and the thunder was like BOOM BOOM BOOM. it stayed over my house for a looong time. i love thunderstorms in the summer. i just love feeling safe inside while the storm rages outside. i felt so cozy last night in my bed. i hugged the pillow and the sheet and listened to the thunder and was just like enjoyinh it i guess. in my old house we had a screened-in porch outside connected to the deck and i liked to go out there during the thunderstorms. especially when it was raining really hard and just like pouring buckets down from the sky. the water torrent down the roof in like a sheet off of the gutter and it would form this veil thing around the room. our backyard was sort of a hill so the porch and deck were like way high off the ground. there was a flight of stairs that lead from the deck to the ground and so when you were on the porch you were way high up. level with the middle part of the trees and the birds. the trees would sway in the wind and the lightning would crack and it was so pretty. i have a screened-in porch in my new house too but it's not way high off the ground like the other one, and it leaks so the effect is just not the same. i think that's the only thing i miss about my old house. the screened-in porch thunderstorm experience.
admist all this thundering last night a had 2 really really weird dreams. first i dreamed that i was in the car with mom and we were in a parking garage waiting to pull into a spot and rachel bilson and adam brody from the o.c. were driving by in this beat up old blue car and i was looking at them. this creepy guy was chasing them and trying to get their autogrpahs or something. then we were waiting at the elevator and suddenly mom and i were all alone and we were stuck in this parking garage place but with rachel bilson and adam brody. and i got their autograph which was weird because i would probably not ask if i saw them on a street and it was really weird. then my second dream was equally as strange. i dreamed that it was marit's birthday and i went to her house to deliver her birthday present from last year that i never ended up giving her (on moms suggestion) and it was in a brown harris teeter bag and i just wanted to put it in the mailbaox but we got to her house and they were having a party and so mom wanted to go in and i was like fine but only for a second. there was this big cake with a 4 on it outside in the front yard and the theme of the party was like fourth of july/america/USA pride. which was weird because her birthday is not july 4 it is july 29(though i think her brothers birthday is... don't ask my why i even know her birthday i just remember everybody's birthday) and we went inside and her house had been replaced by like this store thing and you could pick out little trinkets and make a hat. and mom wanted to make one and i was like no lets leave im not even friends with her anymore! and then my mom was like well ok but be sure to tell her mom thank you for having this nice party and i was like "well i kind of wasn't invited int he first place" but she made me do it and then we left or i woke up. all in all it was a strange night for dreams. weird lightning induced dreams...
i feel really bad that i'm at this camp with all the equipment to make flash movies and i'm writing emails to norah and updating my blog. i'd love to make another movie but it's kind of frustrating when you can't get it to look totally perfect or exactly the way i want it to. also i have no more ideas. something about meatballs maybe? i don't even know. it's so boring and slow absolutely nothing is happening. bored. bored. bored. lets see what i can come up with and be productive...
