tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85734918098474658952024-02-20T10:35:55.529-08:00.art monster :3Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-7548725646064787182011-02-15T21:17:00.001-08:002011-02-15T21:17:41.287-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZVF1mzr-eKb4whyHpU8hRG0nPFv4MLSGjEjsxKoHheAupqG_xxYbYxCwwqkrHWgJsyryt7o_5su5RV4UF0RK2X5tctZMU1GI6ElNrDoiEU8pwCVoY9BR01A0wz2hXD2C0KkwOupNU4eC/s1600/meryl-and-vash.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZVF1mzr-eKb4whyHpU8hRG0nPFv4MLSGjEjsxKoHheAupqG_xxYbYxCwwqkrHWgJsyryt7o_5su5RV4UF0RK2X5tctZMU1GI6ElNrDoiEU8pwCVoY9BR01A0wz2hXD2C0KkwOupNU4eC/s320/meryl-and-vash.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574152224381237938" /></a>Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-50531067124197041302010-02-03T23:09:00.000-08:002010-02-03T23:18:39.116-08:00ikimasho!<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/enmGb_PTbHw&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/enmGb_PTbHw&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />i am bound to adventerous spirits.Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-14682616291294237162010-01-26T17:01:00.000-08:002010-01-26T17:02:34.965-08:00dear die-ary,"there's nothing terribly wrong with feeling lost, so long as that feeling precedes some plan on your part to actually do something about it. Too often a person grows complacent with their disillusionment, perpetually wearing their "discomfort" like a favorite shirt. I can't say I'm very pleased with where my life is just now... but I can't help but look forward to where it's going."Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-65895735481690887942010-01-19T22:49:00.000-08:002010-01-19T23:00:10.577-08:00I wanted to tie this moment<br />onto a piece of string<br />and wear it around my wrist <br />as a bracelet,<br />preciously loving it <br />forever.<br />But then i remembered, that<br />this moment loves its self!<br />So i painted it a pair of wings<br />and untied it.<br />and to this day it still comes to visit<br />and over a cup of tea<br />we laugh together.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFvnypMyA0Y9SsRjW8t60mZjCQrT6uDgGSfo35CduNmkmV-qIGVZ6UhtUpJc3_bRC74OPF1UO9v4PWmk5XIBPBeeOBnKD5FQ4RQr6IeZgLewdOxMNuD_DCzV5_cBb8EZhRfaiTjwlVxbpZ/s1600-h/bracelet.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFvnypMyA0Y9SsRjW8t60mZjCQrT6uDgGSfo35CduNmkmV-qIGVZ6UhtUpJc3_bRC74OPF1UO9v4PWmk5XIBPBeeOBnKD5FQ4RQr6IeZgLewdOxMNuD_DCzV5_cBb8EZhRfaiTjwlVxbpZ/s200/bracelet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428712925872878610" /></a><br />weheartit.comTayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-57672932020488760902010-01-15T12:20:00.000-08:002010-01-15T12:22:23.297-08:00so many commitments<br />unmet.<br />lack of discipline,<br />and self-regard.<br />loosing myself<br />in the collective<br />consciousness<br />that taste of dislike<br />realizing that every denial<br />is a step away<br />from dismantling shame<br />I cannot take anything<br />from you,<br />I can only give<br />honesty.Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-18325672344799142152010-01-08T12:12:00.000-08:002010-01-11T12:32:00.942-08:00bitter workugh. ...this is the best part...<br /><br /><br /><br />In pursuit of self-preservation<br />we have lost our will to fight<br />to believe<br />to stand up in who we are<br />I can never deny that which makes us who we are<br />that which makes me who i am<br />consciousness<br />living and breathing every moment<br />the moment i start dying is the moment <br />I must leave you<br />before all I am is killed -- destroyed<br />and there is no life left<br />what is self-preservation, <br />when it kills us?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />stop it!!<br />the doubts of destruction and self-preservation fill my head.<br />imagined fairy tales crack and bend<br />seeping holes pour out latent dreams<br />only to fall into my hands<br />to create<br />or to destroy<br />Enjoy it!!<br />was what you always said.<br /><br /><br /><br />When you fall in love with the wind,<br />it is a tempest which encompasses your heart<br />diverting any navigational hope<br />you may have.<br />Who falls in love with the wind<br />and hopes to hold on to it?<br />to hold it?Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-11200876634155216532009-12-28T13:08:00.000-08:002009-12-28T13:13:02.470-08:00You tell me,<br />God can be held in your hands.<br />That they can only be fathomed <br />not through the trees<br />or wind<br />or the heartbeat of light-<br />but through paper<br />artifical organization<br />and mental manufacture<br />That the spirit is not <br />felt through experience<br />But by being told what to feel.<br />I like to thik I can look <br />into every man and tree,<br />and see a great ocean in us all<br />built of a love<br />that once breathed the first heart.Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-53568995746416867592009-12-25T01:06:00.000-08:002009-12-25T01:18:52.452-08:00Random musings on christmas eve 2009,<br /><br />1. I think i dislike Christmas. At least American Christmas. Is that sacrilegious? Un-ordinary...? Do i care anymore? No, not neccessarily. Did i just spell neccessarily wrong? probably.<br /><br />2. I really dislike wrapping presents, especially on christmas eve at one in the morning.<br /><br />3. But seriously, i'm really tired of this cycle of produce-consume-consume-do things faster better stronger. I dislike christmas because i feel like these things are emphasized during this time. Convenience, family-making your family convenient. <br /><br />4. I believe convenience has killed the spirit of man.<br /><br />5. I want to drop out of college.<br /><br />6. Did i mention i dislike Christmas?<br />I am whimsical, yes, i love fairy tales, yes, i love magic and happiness and wonder and beauty and hope, yes. Christmas? Not currently. It it a commercial holiday? probably.<br /><br />7. i'm tired. And the wrapping on these presents looks terrible.<br /><br />8. I feel like its sad that some of my family judges me and their present on how well i did on the wrapping. <br /><br />9. I'm over this holiday.<br /><br />10. I might sound like a cynical bitch right now. I don't care. I'm happy.<br /><br />11. Really.<br /><br />12. Daddy i'm so sorry, i'm so so-so-sorry yeah. We just like to party like to pa-pa-pa-party yeah.Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-43019408070834547272009-12-19T00:57:00.001-08:002009-12-19T00:57:30.139-08:00I cannot promise to you that I will live a life that is not mine.Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-2264115725835053682009-12-18T00:18:00.000-08:002010-01-19T23:00:57.008-08:00The stars I count above my head<br />Seem to grow and multiply <br />With everything I haven’t said<br /><br />Reasons to stay awake<br />Are easy to find<br />I’ll chase the day break<br />If the minutes are kind<br /><br />And if time brings me to you<br />Perhaps stars will stop growing<br />And overwhelming the blue<br />Till they all come down pouring<br />We’ll be in a sea of light<br />That day we will laugh<br />We’ll eat up the night<br />(And swim in a glitter bath)<br /><br />Come paint the sky<br />We’ll name the stars<br />Come we’ll cry<br /><br />Clap clap clap<br />Listen to this music, feel the beat too.<br />Feel the rhythm I feel in you.<br /><br /><br><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaiWAqbQ8XGsWrgTk09hmNC3fAXIfxJ8JND17h9lCcsBpPpZJvVquox_MiPtqYmx1dckFdsEA1f-cr0QiuouLa3tIhMmWo3sxMdVjowjhVjX1_CYfJ7012-Iv33OKaKDkJmPWIamlS7_Pn/s1600-h/20090830201625.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaiWAqbQ8XGsWrgTk09hmNC3fAXIfxJ8JND17h9lCcsBpPpZJvVquox_MiPtqYmx1dckFdsEA1f-cr0QiuouLa3tIhMmWo3sxMdVjowjhVjX1_CYfJ7012-Iv33OKaKDkJmPWIamlS7_Pn/s320/20090830201625.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416491735934756306" /></a><br /><br><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFfnhd3k0cneDK-LqiXtVIxohoHcwbyjPBw3dOsOYoIDlMwEAa5jW50sI69y0oA1GZus8LJ_c23YCl87royLdwFXtVBW5fnVXoJOEPTK0EOpdl0KEskikMRI9GzUZnGC0sciv-k55v8nRY/s1600-h/tumblr_kqbtlagv2R1qzd1fwo1_500_large.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFfnhd3k0cneDK-LqiXtVIxohoHcwbyjPBw3dOsOYoIDlMwEAa5jW50sI69y0oA1GZus8LJ_c23YCl87royLdwFXtVBW5fnVXoJOEPTK0EOpdl0KEskikMRI9GzUZnGC0sciv-k55v8nRY/s320/tumblr_kqbtlagv2R1qzd1fwo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416491911344329762" /></a><br />weheartit.com<br /><br><br /><br /><br /><br><br /><br /><br />I was in the mood for lions tonight.<br /><br /><br />1. been listening to passion pit for the last oh hour or so<br /><br />2. I made the best french toast ever today.Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-47522912047654243092009-12-15T19:42:00.000-08:002010-01-19T23:01:56.081-08:00hello<br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXAFuj4CyU2rWrcUIpkBFhHUQLbmvaacF7OI_d_mtg2RYEO_nY-wyOFukHWpkS-ngFPqf8tQPC67IiyE66a4wrbiQx9s0Tx4vgT4Z3kZQ_PqpXR-qbH34ThjO6btgySeZP78Ohzz5Z0LZb/s1600-h/hello.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXAFuj4CyU2rWrcUIpkBFhHUQLbmvaacF7OI_d_mtg2RYEO_nY-wyOFukHWpkS-ngFPqf8tQPC67IiyE66a4wrbiQx9s0Tx4vgT4Z3kZQ_PqpXR-qbH34ThjO6btgySeZP78Ohzz5Z0LZb/s320/hello.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415679221256396210" /></a><br /><br><br />weheartit.com<br /><br /><br /><br />And i know it will be a while<br />till i get unstuck from your smile<br />I can't wait till we meet<br />and my floating heart comes back to the street.<br /><br />Through these photographs and stories<br />painting all these allegories<br />to a tale I have yet to see<br />IN this moment I let it be<br /><br />Because this excitement is great<br />and this is thrilling<br />but in this moment i just can't wait<br /><br />And i know it will be a while<br />till i get unstuck from your smile<br />and i feel i already know what kind of fellow<br />you are before we (even) say hello.<br /><br /><br /><br />1. So i decided everybody i know is getting home made lip gloss and tea for christmas. YAY! be excited! Except ONE of my friends might get a shirt, and ONE of my friends might get a kazoo..or a bracelet. We shall see.<br /><br />2. I conquered a fear tonight! A fear of singing/performing infront of a judge! Go <br />me! <br /><br /><br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg40xD6wrGkQvtdDwGZgzO23xzqabQQX0hUMQj1Zl5Xkvku9oury2UKK7W2oCZxCDtLpPuVJa4o4GJWJc4WkAh2_kp4r3s3LrL2RrmkLrWxTHcbmCC05Mzx1N31lRAUtJ1azt2uXkuoxh8Q/s1600-h/singing1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg40xD6wrGkQvtdDwGZgzO23xzqabQQX0hUMQj1Zl5Xkvku9oury2UKK7W2oCZxCDtLpPuVJa4o4GJWJc4WkAh2_kp4r3s3LrL2RrmkLrWxTHcbmCC05Mzx1N31lRAUtJ1azt2uXkuoxh8Q/s320/singing1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415679039874075394" /></a><br /><br><br />weheartit.com<br /><br />3. The poem above will hopefully become a song over this winterbreak<br /><br />4. This winter break is going to be long...classes start in febuarary. (i am happy for this)<br /><br />5. The worst of finals are over!! YAY!!!<br /><br />6. Everything I want to be, I already am.<br /><br />7. I want to go to celle ligure. <br /><br />8. No i actually want to go to tokyo<br /><br />9. I'm actually pretty happy right where i am.<br /><br />10. I wrote a song today about taking viatmins.<br /><br />11. MY COMPUTER WILL BE FIXED SOON. and then i can finish my song about taking vitamis!<br /><br />12. I truly believe beauty comes from loving yourself first.Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-59140340605840244612009-12-12T23:33:00.000-08:002010-01-19T23:02:19.791-08:00OWL CITY!<br /><br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/owlcity.png"><br />google images<br /><br />WOW!<br /><br /><br />I AM THE ONE THAT READS THE BOOK!<br /><br />I decided I am going to create a job for myself. And it is just going to be this all consuming all spewing artistic mess of a masterpiece...<br /><br />yes! we can!Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-22416717310473225722009-12-09T16:51:00.000-08:002009-12-09T17:03:42.430-08:00dearist taylor,<br /><br />create more art<br />listen<br />feel this<br />feel all of this<br /><br />from, yourself.Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-34685087346554454922009-12-04T11:11:00.000-08:002009-12-04T11:23:11.054-08:00beautiful life<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/japan%20pics%20i%20like/DSCN7318.jpg"></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>I'm searching for the courage to create.</div><br /><div>The motivation to be who I want to be.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Its just waiting for me.</div><br /><div>The stars hang heavy in the sky</div><br /><div>with the sorrows i lay upon them</div><br /><div>my little boat is coming so close</div><br /><div>and rocking back and forth from </div><br /><div>the weight of gravity they pull</div><br /><div>if we aren't careful these stars will fall down</div><br /><div>fall down on us</div><br /><div>the sea overtaking the boat flooding</div><br /><div>taking on water, quick boys grab your buckets!</div><br /><div>swish slop swish drop fall further in to the sea.</div><br /><div>the stars so laden with this sorrow</div><br /><div>the pleasure of hiding that has taken a toll on our world</div><br /><div>Ladies and gentlemen if you'd be so kind</div><br /><div>its not outside yourself, but inside you'll find</div><br /><div>the stars are falling down</div><br /><div>falling down on you</div><br /><div>the sea overtaking</div><br /><div>and storm inside of you</div><br /><div>the gravity of sorrow</div><br /><div>drowning tomorrow</div><br /><div>taking on water, quick boys grab your buckets!</div><br /><div>swish slop swish drop fall further into the sea.</div><br /><div>Its just waiting for me</div><br /><div>the stars hang heavy in the sky,</div><br /><div>the stars so laden with sorrow.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-44047519847537978562009-11-29T15:20:00.000-08:002009-11-29T15:23:53.256-08:00I am not living the life I asked for.<br /><br />Maybe its because I am asking for it, and not taking it.<br /><br />Worldismarble really needs to put out a CD.Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-7122333396692310952009-11-21T13:14:00.001-08:002009-11-21T13:29:12.089-08:00<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/japan%20pics%20i%20like/DSCN6868.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/japan%20pics%20i%20like/DSCN6868.jpg" border="0" /></a> .<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br /><br />.<br /><br />.<br /><br />.<br /><br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br /><br /><strong>Current events:</strong><br /><p>Applying for internship in Japan</p><p><br />Walmart adventure this afternoon<br /><br />Practicing monologue for Theater<br /><br />Making a deserperate fight to pass Biology<br /><br />About to make tea<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Current desires:</strong><br /><br />Tea<br /><br />Motivation<br /><br />Time to make music<br /><br />The realization that i have time to make music and art but due to my poor time organizational skills i don't have time.<br /><br />Passion Pit CD<br /><br />The ocean<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/japan%20pics%20i%20like/DSCN7315.jpg" border="0" />Though technically that's a sea i believe..</p>Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-38735434915208202172009-11-05T18:03:00.000-08:002009-11-05T18:09:00.909-08:00<div><br /></div><div>This week has been just one huge fail when it come to discipline, haha.</div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks to my best friend my room is almost all put away and clean now. Then I can go crazy and decorate!!! :-) :-D I am so excited!!</div><div><br /></div><div>One thing about not having a job that sucks is not having money to spontaneously go places.</div><div>I would really like to go to say san francisco, like..tonight, butttt hey i have no money. I'm sure i could figure out some kind of cheap bus route that would take me like two days to get there but that's not too ideal.</div><div><br /></div><div>What I really need is a sturdy sail boat.</div><div><br /></div><div>I miss azusa so much!!!</div><div>I miss japan so much!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>I need to go to APU soon and visit everybody. This needs to happen. Like soon. VERY SOON.</div><div><br /></div><div>I guess that's basically been my week. Randomness with lack of discipline and missing a lot of things..</div><div><br /></div><div>I gotta get ORGANIZED!! </div><div>How can I expect to take over the world if I never get organized? Hmm?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-84673252062532729892009-10-31T01:00:00.000-07:002009-10-31T01:13:46.425-07:00<div><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/japan%20pics%20i%20like/DSCN7090.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>new blog post, yayyyy.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>This week wrapped up in words:</div><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/japan%20pics%20i%20like/DSCN7090.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/japan%20pics%20i%20like/DSCN7090.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>surprising</div><br /><br /><div>stressful</div><br /><br /><div>hopeful</div><br /><br /><div>loving</div><br /><br /><div>sad</div><br /><br /><div>breathing</div><br /><br /><div>time</div><br /><br /><div>relax</div><br /><br /><div>sleep</div><br /><br /><div>quiet</div><br /><br /><div>peace</div><br /><br /><div>fear</div><br /><br /><div>strength</div><br /><br /><div>discipline</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>special bonus round:</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>alice cooper</div><br /><br /><div>halloween.</div></div>Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-90591490007985574652009-10-24T22:57:00.000-07:002009-10-24T23:25:14.909-07:00<div><br /></div>gahhhh getting things put together in my room is killing me...<div><br /></div><div>I have my bathroom all put together now i just have to continue with my beast of a mess in my room. Gah! </div><div>also; medical terminology test monday and bio test tuesday. x.x </div><div>can we say despair? </div><div><br /></div><div>I saw Repo! The Genetic Opera yesterday and i have to say i almost instant fell in love with it. toteimo sugoi, ne? <img src="http://xb3.xanga.com/5def42f540333257337902/s204770376.jpg" alt="repo_movie_poster3" style="width:240px" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Things that have been making me happy lately:</div><div>kari kari umeboshi</div><div>amazing friends</div><div>slowly but surely becoming more organized</div><div>tea</div><div>wednesdays</div><div>slurpees</div><div>skype</div><div>colours</div><div>humour x.x</div><div>feathers</div><div><br /></div><div>I tried to make eyeshadow today using lipstick, lotion and this powdered shimmer stuff...hmmm it kinda worked out haha, it is more of a "liquid stain" than a powdered eye shadow...hmm but it was kinda fun and sorta worked nonetheless.</div><div><br /></div><div>Still not organized enough to have time to do a webcomic. Maybe next month...which is in like a week. I mean hey, i'm not in a huge rush, I still have some story stuff I want to flesh out anyway. </div><div><br /></div><div>Speaking of webcomics i loved questionable content this week. It was just seriously adorable. </div><div><br /></div><div>I'm forgetting so much japanese its almost depressing..skype come to my rescue!! its only a 14 hour time difference!! And while your at it, could you provide me with a job that pays really well for doing nothing whatsoever? thanks!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-59983268407656718882009-10-07T14:57:00.000-07:002009-10-07T15:06:03.529-07:00good life choices<div><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>Good life choices lately:</div><div>Showers in the morning</div><div>Breakfast</div><div>leaving enough time to get to school</div><div>leaving time to read</div><div>drawing</div><div>Honey facial masks... delicious too.</div><div>listening to the oldies station on the radio.</div><div><br /></div><div>I drew a picture yesterday of a chubby girl flipping someone off saying uzai!! hahaha i love it. I'd post it on here, but i've been moving lately and don't have a scanner at the moment.</div><div><br /></div><div>And i love skype.</div><div>I need to get my room put together its taking me foreverrrrr.....</div><div><br /></div><div>hopefully when i get more settled i can start drawing a webcomic like i had originally planned this fall...yayyyy</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>and i need to finish the world ends with you:</div><div><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/DSCN6122.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /><br /><br />Seriously!! And that's the truth!!!<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-56367999222770572722009-08-25T05:00:00.000-07:002009-08-25T05:16:17.182-07:00Yesterday I went on the most amazing hike<br />I love this place<br />the weather has changed and it reminds me of so much<br />and it makes me hope for so much<br />the future, the present, the past, they are all upon me<br /><br />each step makes a memory<div>oh sun shine upon this trail<br />flowers with stalks so long and leaning<br />a hope a faith what destination?<div>wheat fields glistening so gold and gleaming</div><div>oh sun shine upon this train</div><div>each step brings a new story</div><div>each path a new adventure for me</div><div>what a wonderful world thy keeper must be dreaming</div><div>oh sun shine upon this trail</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>and then! i want to dance with glow sticks</div><div>and wear some really sweet head phones whist dancing is commencing.</div><div>life is funny.</div></div>Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-86954943363638714962009-08-13T09:21:00.000-07:002009-08-13T10:11:26.626-07:00ai<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/japan%20pics%20i%20like/DSCN6734.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div>A year ago from now I wouldn't recognize myself right now, today.<br />So much has happened<br />things have not changed as much as they have just fallen into place<br />and the pieces of me are becoming as they once were<br />im settling in and heading out<br />further in and further up.<br /></div><br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/japan%20pics%20i%20like/DSCN6734.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 397px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/japan%20pics%20i%20like/DSCN6734.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>The air smells of adventure<br />stories curl around the cracks in the wall paper<br />these needles and pins of mine are sewing sails<br />and we shall go catch the winds of life and wonder<br />i am getting older<br />and yet i find myself getting younger and younger<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>ive found forgiveness right where i fell<br />ive found hope has stories to tell<br />that there is nowhere to run from yourself<br />and that there is a force to be reckoned with<br />that is the only thing that gives life worth</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div>Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-80400136933212346332009-04-12T17:29:00.000-07:002009-04-12T17:49:42.717-07:00the subject tonight is love<div><br /></div>As I get older I think I begin to grasp and gain an better understanding of love.<div><br /></div><div>Several things in my life have come together,</div><div>they are small</div><div>but I hope I would be able to take a hint.</div><div><br /></div><div>Last night, I learned something from a dream</div><div>Love, </div><div>is not possessive, it is fulfilling in its self and its nature</div><div>it is a pure source</div><div>and its nature is hope.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have wondered once if it can sometimes be enough to just love. Even in the nature of it being unrequited the very state of the emotion is compelling and beautiful. If it is love, it is beautiful, and it is worth it. It brings out the best in us, it learns us, it inspires selflessness and again, hope.</div><div><br /></div><div>But when a connection is made,</div><div>its as if that person was always in your life and you wondered why you hadn't noticed it before.</div><div>there is peace, and a trust.</div><div>there is a sense of wholeness that is not self-fulfilling or dependent in anyway.</div><div><br /></div><div>I know this is idealistic</div><div>and i know infatuation is not special</div><div>but i do know this kind of Love is.</div>Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-41293856330688224682009-04-08T16:45:00.000-07:002009-04-08T18:07:55.977-07:00Forward to the BeginningWhen I was little<br />I used to think clouds stayed in one spot.<br />I love days like this,<br />Windy and bustly,<br />The sun shines bright<br />And the blue true dream of sky is before me<br />I find shade from the harsh rays of sun<br />And watch the clouds move<br />That I once thought so stationary.<br />I have all the time in the world.<br />I love days like these.<br /><br />I don’t know what I want this blog to be about.<br />And I don't know what I want to get out of it,<br />or anyone who happens to read or stumble across this place.<br />But the point of the matter is I am compelled to write,<br />and this place will serve as an occasional outlet for that drive.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/imnotworried.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /><br />I found this on explodingdog.com. I really like it, at the time it made me think of a friend and i.<br /><br />Its been good to be home. I really cleaned up! Seven different kinds of tea and all sorts of awesome treats, wow, being home is fun!! Ha. Today we went to a local farmers market which was awesome, it was so small but still a lot of fun and I wish the area around my school had one…maybe they do, I should check! Its been relaxing I took no homework with me so I’ve just been hanging out which has been soooooo nice.<br />I’ve realized lately I really really like taking photographs. I’ve taken my camera everywhere this trip even to grocery stores and I used it so much I wore out the battery in 3 days! (I forgot the charger).<br />Annnnnnddd I tried to roast marshmallows with just matches the other night…it kinda worked out..(not really) now delicious(my computer) has a scortch mark on it….yayyyyyy =/. But it was fun in the moment!!<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/Photo962.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /><br />I will admit I look a little insane..<br /><br />On a different note,<br />I have found myself in a strange place<br />The tables of my reality, which I was becoming so of sure, have<br />Have flipped dramatically<br />And maybe that's a lie<br />Maybe I was never sure of them.<br />All I know now is that I’m kinda going though a self-discovery of sorts. (Which I guess college is for.)<br />Which entails a lot of things<br />But it entails adventure<br />Which I have found is one thing that excites me.<br />There is so much life<br />I want to, I need to go and find out things<br />Fill in the grey areas.<br />I want to know my favorite ice cream flavor,<br />I want to know my favorite colour,<br />I want to be able to see the world.<br />If I know myself perhaps I can know my place<br />And then see things as they really are.Tayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573491809847465895.post-77040364747476697682009-04-06T23:53:00.000-07:002009-04-06T23:57:13.537-07:00i once was fearless<img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/footindoor.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /><br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/lamp.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /><br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/lamps.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /><br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/metireswing.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /><br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/mybeautifulmother.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /><br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/Makimaki/sophie.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">"Just in case, I will leave my things packed<br />So I can run away<br /><br />I cannot trust these voices I don't have a line of prospects that can give some kind of peace<br />There is nothing left to cling to that can bring me sweet release<br />I have no fear of drowning<br />It's the breathing that's taking all this work<br /><br />Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?<br /><br />Empty spaces with shadows hit by streetlights<br />Warnings signs and weight of tired conversations<br />In the absence of a shoulder, in the abscess of a thief<br />On the brink of this destruction, on the eve of bittersweet<br />Now all the demons look like prophets and I'm living out<br />Every word they speak.<br /><br />Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?<br /><br />I have no fear of drowning<br />It's the breathing that's taking all this work "</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">-joc</span><br /><br />because i don't think i could put where i'm at in better words than thisTayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029033240867183174noreply@blogger.com1