i must admit i can't explain.

first off, a dedication. i really should've done this sooner but now seems just as good as any.

sarah sherman, what would i do without you?

i met this girl many years ago, i'm sure, but neither of us seem to remember our high school encounters.

i think it's because something out there knew we were going to need each other someday a little further along in our lives.

when we both ended up back in la cañada after our first half a year of college, we just kind of hit it off.

it sounds like quite the love story, doesn't it?

well it is.

between eating too much ramen, crying about boys, watching scary movies & wearing each other's dresses (i've changed the placement of the & in this sentence way too many times - i'm trying to stop the add-ons), miss sherman has become such an important part of my life.

i know that words don't mean that much, but i'm hoping these ones can at least slightly reflect how much love and respect i have for this lady.

and then, of course, there's my family.

i would give the low-down on how wonderful each individual is, but i think pops would rather me get to sleep at this point.

but seriously, watching movies and eating too much candy would be nothing without katy, steve, ali cat, and madz.

(along with edgar, bean, and the bud man, of course)

if i could blog about everything you all mean to me, it would never, ever end.

ever.

ever.

ever.

 ...ever.

[photo credz].

joshy.

baby post round two.

in case you're having trouble dealing with everyone and everything tonight, here's something that reminded me of who i am:

[bright smile]

'a positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort.'

-herm albright

BRING IT ON, LIFE.

i have joshy and a positive attitude on my side.

plus i only have about 1.5 more days until the big buhr cabin in the woods.

adventures are surely soon to come.

p.s.

secret time:

the big window next to my bed has a removable screen and a large planter right outside of it...

aka a balcony to sit and think on with a view...

found my thinking spot for the rest of 2011.

untitlable.

i just need to send a little shout out to the people who i love.

i am blown away by how much people can truly care about others every day.

i don't know what i would do without the relationships i have.

sorry for getting mushy, and sorry for using the word i so much in 4 sentences.

i know that this means nothing to most people,

but to the people it does mean something to...

i love you to the moon and back.

"believe in yourself and all that you are. know that there is something inside you that is greater than any obstacle."

-christian larson

it's funny how much cheesy things can mean to you at the right times.

awt, dude.

we were asked to define a vague term in english class today. thank you padilla for the inspiration.

<3

b&w.

need i say more?

didn't think so.

the sticky wicked.

i just think it's about time i send a shout out to my theology class:

I HATE YOU SO MUCH.

i (along with everyone else in the class) never, ever understand what my professor is talking about.

whenever we ask him when we're actually going to start learning something, he responds with a thirty minute response about how his ten year application is due soon.

i was so bored the other day that this happened...

yes, i did in fact list out the numbers 1 to 1000 during class.

if i could draw i would do that but you can probably see the results of my efforts at THAT up at the top.

oh well. after dirty looks from professor lee from the entire period, it was so worth it to hit 1000.

luvlyfe.

but probably even worse is the freshman boy who likes to entertain all the young girls in the class by talking about all the vodka he drank last night.

i hate to break it to you, bro, but drinking your hard a with your roommate in your dorm room does not actually count as a phat rager.

but moving on, i finally got a new camera!

i haven't really gotten the chance to use it yet because of a couple complications, but i did capture a couple birthday festivities.

lovely sarah came to visit (and geoff's in this in spirit).

fruit tarts at dinner!

family dinner. wish i'd gotten one with the actualy fambam but this will have to do. :)

 birthday dinner with my men.

and my women.

and my ROOMEZ.

thanks to all the loves who made my september 22nd wonderful.

find anything fuschia?

[crime pays]

bear hands

[night vision binoculars]

passenger

[cmyk]

james blake

[harold t. wilkins or how to wait for a very long time]

fanfarlo

[cats and dogs]

the head and the heart

[the golden age (justice remix)]

the asteroids galaxy tour

[all the pretty girls]

fun.
 

[somewhere]

bill coleman

[pop culture]

madeon
 

[kick drum heart]

the avett brothers

[polish girl]

neon indian

[5 years time]

noah and the whale

[photo credz].

marky mark and the funky bunch.

i'm currently watching the movie fear...

a thriller.

with young mark wahlberg.

set in seattle.

and it's on instant netflix.

...this movie is made for me.

oh, and marky's character is going to uw.

just had to throw that out there.

and quotable moment:

(context - reese witherspoon runs away from a party being broken up by police with mark wahlberg, leaving her friend in the middle of it all...)

cece: i wouldn't leave you, marina.

marina: thanks, i wouldn't leave you either

...unless i saw that you were with mark wahlberg in which case i'd know you were okay.
 

too much fun.

toots (as in the term of endearment).

it's time for a new blog tradish:

themed collages.

in short, photo collages with a category.

why?

because it's fun.

why else do i blog about anything?

just to be clear, this theme was hot men. (dad, i'm sure you're loving this) i know i'm a child, but i'm okay with it. plus, the process of picking the pictures with marina was pretty enjoyable.

happy monday!

pensive tuesday.

"affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives."

-c.s. lewis

 i can't decide whether i agree with this or not.

or i did until about 2 days ago when i was walking back from the gym after watching fantastic mr. fox during my workout.

(yes, i went to the gym 3 days in a row; and yes, fantastic mr. fox was on while i was ellypticalling)

i'm heading back towards my dormitory and all the sudden a seagull lands in front of me.

now, i don't know if anyone else would've gotten the same moment of solid and durable happiness that i did, but realizing that i'm living close enough to the ocean that i can be walking back from the gym and run into a friendly seagull somehow proved mr. lewis wrong to me.

there's something about the sea that can't not bring a smile to my face. i don't even like swimming that much anymore, but you can't be on the beach and not feel just a little more glee swimming inside you.

but onto the opposing argument.

yesterday, i received many emails from the facer family updating me on jeff facer's uganda adventures. now, i can't give you direct quotes or anything, because there is a very official disclaimer at the end of the emails telling me i can't reveal the information to anyone else, but i can paraphrase how it made me feel.

jeffrey facer: i love you.

the amount of happiness that his words brought me literally made me cry.

it kind of trumped the friendly seagull.
which brings me to my next point.

it's all about perspective.

that's my cliché of the week.

maybe the "happiness" fantastic mr. fox brought me didn't count because it wasn't as strong as the kind affection brought.

what is real happiness?

do you need the complexity of relationships to provide you true joy in life?

or maybe what lewis didn't realize is that the happiness that this affection ends up taking away balances out with the huge amount it initially gives.

since love is the ultimate contradiction.

that must be why i find so much joy in the simple pleasures in life:

accidentally ending up at the santa monica pier, but responding with windows down and sheryl crow blasting.

being reminded of my love for the o.c. while buying my $5 rooney concert ticket.

living with people i love, with more people i love down the hall...all 10 minutes from the beach.
being told that i look like winona ryder in heathers. hello flattery.

making eye contact with cute boys at the book store.

finding a $4 sunshine colored bow hair comb at urban.

but most importantly, celebrating miss kate's twentieth birthday from a couple states away.

love you katiedid91.

and i'm sure joshy would love you too.

happy tuesday everyone, make it a pensive one.

xoxoxoxo.

p.s. shout out to caroline for actually keeping up with follow the sun. love you carrot.