sam weir

I have recently taken it upon myself to take the little time I have before I must get ready for work to play around with ze bloggy. So (almost) everything is new! That was fun. I could use more fun in my days lately.

I was tricked into thinking I had a day off finally. My supervisor called me and asked if I could work since someone called out. This was me:

Working there.. I can tell it gets very clique-y. I don't know how much I like that aspect of it. Maybe it's because they're so young. Not that I'm old at 23, but there is a large gap in between my 23, and about five of their 18-19-20.

Now, I am getting lost in the sounds of Mr. Ocean and the nostalgia of flipping through images I've once captured when I lived in LA and thought I was so cool taking all these cool pictures. No. They were ok.

Aw, man. Until next time. Please know I haven't reached happiness quite yet, but I can sense it is in my not too distant future.

i wanted more
i wanted more you, and me, and time
i wanted more to say
i wanted less to think, and less space between us

nothing is ever simple!!

moonrise kingdom. wes anderson always moves me. i don't care how pretentious it sounds.

filmit

Last of the New Years photos. Might I add that I am 100% in love with the Wheelock sisters.

Betsy Betserella

Half Gama

Play that funky music

I miss you, LA.....

Oceanside beachside bar.

En route to CoCo

Filthy animals

Oceanside beachside bar with Sandra and Robert *when he and I were still friends.

Celebrating Carlos's fight. Beer and dancing.

We know who won this round.....

Willow's attempt

A better version

Gem faire

Beach day - Lexi & Alex

Beach day - most of the gang

Beach day - paparazzi shot

Beach day

Beach day - HI-YAH!

Beach day - munching on pineapple and my spiderman blanket

Beach day - Christine on her island

Beach day - Andrew and his muscles

It's 3:30 AM, I have to be ready by 9. I will add more photos later, at a more reasonable time. Because before work, just doesn't sound reasonable to me.

Nein

Hard as I may try, I don't think I'll ever understand how a person just ISN'T into music. How can people just deny the strong emotions they feel when a certain scene in a movie plays the perfect song? Think about that scene without the song. The impact wOuld undoubtedly cease tO be the same. How do people just deny feeling what they feel? I don't know if I'm envious at the ability or if I'm genuinely curious. Just do whatever the fuck makes you happy, right? $50 on film development. Twelve god damn rolls to scan one by one. And that's all for now.

“How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?”

- Don DeLillo

rorrim

i've started working.
i've also kickstarted an addiction to ebay.
i crave hearing the ocean.
and good hangs with the good friends.
and new adventures.
and laughter that hurts you in the gut.
i want forgiveness.
and experience.
and acceptance.
and solace.
and gratitude.
and my tax refund.

although they are just text on a screen, reading your words takes me home.

i am trying different ways to get organized. i wonder when i am going back to school. i guess that's up to me, isn't it.. my life these days is so boring. but that is peaceful to me. i used to get news alerts on my phone because i hated not knowing current events, but all i ever got were headlines that talked about mass killings or suicide bombings and while that is the tragic truth of real things that are happening, i personally can't do anything to stop this. and i hated it. so much.

today i gave someone $7 for gas money. i was robbed.

wish i was more selfless. sorry mom and dad.

note to self: take more pictures.

TLDR; bye.

I wish people didn't turn a blind eye to a lot of the horrible things happening. But I also wish people didn't jump on board to every last media schpeel. I also would like to ask why birth control is even an issue. Not so much this week, as there is a new issue every other week. Maybe I am looking for something to talk about. No, I will not re-post your Kony video.

I have recently seen The Skin I'm In which is a foreign film which was nicely executed but creepy and just super weird but kind of funny in a sick, twisted way. Antonio Banderas' accent. I can't. It's nothing compared to Esteban's from Weeds. His accent. Oye.

I have also just recently seen Something Borrowed which I've decided is so stupid, I can't even handle it. BUT JOHN KRASINSKI, my love....... It is basically about two people who are too big of cowards to let themselves feel what they feel for each other, which of course is a timeless tale, but, I mean, they're 30 years old... And John Krasinski gets the shit end of the stick for being the voice of reason and at the end also being the most vulnerable. Boys, don't allow yourself to fall for stupid chicks. And if you do, don't wait for them. And ladies, do not allow yourselves to be strung along while this asshole gets his cake and eats it too. That unrequited love story that I know all too well, it's not worth it..

I don't want to be missed just because you need someone to listen to all your shit and then don't wait to hear about me.

I don't want to hold all your bags anymore.

We talk every day, but I still wish you said more.

When did I become so... Empty.