its in the frequency.

somewhere down the line, all things will be complete.

life in technicolor.

past all this warm fuzz
i see something beautiful

in five.

through vacant empty hands
you hold what's left of you
and in time, sometime
some way will see you through

so break free from your container
that holds nothing but remorse
and grab what's ahead of you
and spread your lovely chorus

of life.

-harkamal.

all my life.

All my life I’ve been searching for something
Something never comes, never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies, but I’m getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope

holes.

every rip, every tear, every dent
let it shine, shine through.

5:38

pulled out from the roots and thrown out, we speed through life like birds crossing the highway.

anyone can play guitar.

destiny, destiny protect me from the world
destiny, hold my hand protect me from the world
here we are with our running and confusion
and i don't see no confusion anywhere

tick tock.

you never realize how special something is until it's gone.

tiny jars.

and i do my best impression of weightlessness, now too
and i might be wrong, i might be wrong, i might be wrong
but honey i believed i could
float away daringly
i'm just the same but brand new to you

i fucking love her.

St. Vincent (Anne Clark)

Philip K. Dick

"Reality, to me, is not something that you perceive, but something you make. You create it more rapidly than it creates you."

we're all the same.

Last night, I picked up a distraught, scared, shaken woman from downtown. At first, I drove by her, questioning whether or not I should stop for her. After driving for a bit, my guilty mind set in, and I turned around to go get her.
As I approached her, I noticed she was shaking terribly, and had tears streaming down her face. I rolled down my window and asked her if she needed a ride.
Relief washed over her face, and she quickly said yes.
As she was fastening her seatbelt, I asked her if everything was alright. She was shaking terribly from the cold, so I cranked up the heat. Her voice was trembling as she told me her story of her abusive boyfriend, and how a decision she made quickly ruined her life. She never got into details, just worded everything to the point.
I didn't want to intrude further into her life, but having a general gist of the situation, told her that everything will be okay, and that things can turn themselves around if you just believe.
She calmed down, turned to me and said "thank you". I was concerned about her safety, and asked if she had a safe place to go. She said yes, but I had doubts in my mind.
We arrived to her destination shortly, and as she was exiting the vehicle, she turned to me and said,"Thank you for the ride, and for being so kind." I made sure she was inside her house before leaving, and she waved goodbye.
After spending a short time with Tracy, I realized that all anyone could ask for in life, is to feel like a person.

reading week.

i have songwriting fever!

the brutal, honest, simple truth.

i have to clean up my act.
no more tears, no more excuses.

happy v-day.

spins.

another day.

the secret.

"...trust the universe."

WHAT AM I.

Bahahahha! such a gem: CLICK HERE.

MBF. city fun .

mbf.... and those pajamas.

the weekend in vancouver was such a blast. i really needed some time out of nanaimo with some sweet peeps and new peeps!
on saturday, liz, ty, syd and i grabbed the 10am ferry into van. we then were greeted by my charming cousin paul, and were dropped off on granville st. tyler taught us a thing or two about great coffee, and took us to the best coffee shop in the city! Elysian is the name, and it really is the best coffee i've ever had. ty, who also works at a coffee shop, kindled a friendship with the owner, and then we received a twenty minute speech about various coffee's, undertones, equipment, etc. we also tried a sample of kenyan coffee. the experience now makes me shake my head in shame at tim's and buck's. seriously, if you ever get a chance to try a real thick latte with no sugar... do it. it will change your life!
yeah i got excited. now that we had gotten our buzz on (literally), we eyed the fresh slice restaurant, and demolished slices of pizza for a buck sixty! so goood. we then grabbed the bus to ubc.
tyler introduced us to his INCREDIBLY good looking friend brandon, who gave us a little tour of the campus. man, if i went to school in ubc i would never get any work done. i skip so much school here... i would probably never get anything accomplished there. ubc is super pretty compared to nanz bonanz, but we do have a sweeter jazz program fo sho!
the boys left us to study and be lame, so liz and i went to the pit pub to meet up with mbf and his crew! we got there as soon as the rehearsal was ending, so we stood idly by and watched everyone.
SO MANY GLARES FROM VARIOUS BIOTCHES. like holy. if eyes were daggers...
the rehearsal had ended, and then i finally got to meet mbf himselllf! nicest person ever! and i coudln't get enough of his red cardigan!
liz already knew the lyrics to the songs, so syd and i had to learn them two hours before the show. some chick named angie was the woman's conductor... but she doesn't know how to teach at all! it was super frustrating...
so to calm our nerves we all order pitchers of beer! the boys show up, and we all start drinking. by now the pub is packed with students and non-students, and we're stoked! we put on our white outfits, and headed up on stage.
we drunkenly sang!! ahaha. after the last song, we all had to run into thep it and get people to jump around! it was aweeesome.
jackie and paul met up with us after the performance to join us in some drinking festivities. we got our last minute drinks at the campus pub place... and then went to mcdonalds for a snack attack... ughhh such a bad idea!
we then followed will up to his place for a gathering. while people were still up and drinking, i was way too tired, so i decided to pass out on his comfy couch in front of the fireplace... so comfy!
the next day we went for breaky with will and his friend ross downstairs, then met up with syd, and went on a tour of vancouver. the olympics stuff is up and running, so we decided to have our own little photo op with the set ups.
we got home around ten at night... soooo tired!
next weekend we get to go back to van and party with paul for the olympics! ee! i am so stoked!