Hello World! Be kind to me.
Coachalletta by Sam O’Hare
Standing on a cradle of a cherry picker 60 ft. above overlooking the Coachella music festival makes for an awesome promotional video.
So many good clips in the video, but my favorite is definitely around and after 2:30, as it shifts from day to night. After watching the set up of the festival through out the day and just how relaxed the setting looked, somehow created this build up/crescendo of emotions inside of me. Watching it almost makes you feel like you were there, or gives you this sudden desire to want to go.
The Sandpit by Sam O’Hare
Imagine capturing NYC from up above, looking at it as if it were this miniature model.
So apparently Linkin Park came out with a new cd, and they’re going on tour the start of next year. The new CD is a completely different sound from their past music, and I’m still trying to decide whether or not I enjoy it.
More importantly though, two bands will be going on tour with Linkin Park. PENDULUM and Does it offend you, yeah? That’s right. PENDULUM! Yes, they’re probably only opening for Linkin Park. But I guarantee an hours worth of PENDULUM (especially with the songs out of Immersion) will be the only thing people will talk about after the entire concert. AHHH so PUMPED!
Days go by
I usually don’t feel any different the day of my birthday. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I still get ecstatic, waking up with a big smile knowing that today isn’t any ‘ordinary’ day and feeling more loved than one would/should. So by different, I really mean older. I never feel any older. Or at least I never used to feel any older. Today, however feels different from all my past birthdays. Maybe it’s the sequence of events that led up to today, or everything that’s happened to me in the last year. Regardless, I feel exponentially older than a year ago. And like most changes that occur in my life, I’m feeling that mix of fear and excitement, i feel it rolling up into a giant ball in my stomach, floating around only to reach a point that’s only slightly upsetting, never getting any worse, never getting any better. I’m anxious, yet confident. Completely unsure of what’s ahead, but ready to tackle it. I’m curious as to how the next year will turn out, but I’m not about to take a sneak peak. One step at a time, and all will be fiiinee.
Countdown of events…
8 days until the business plan is due
9 days until thanksgiving break starts (less than 9 if my team is lucky)
10 days until my 21st birthday
10 days until Thanksgiving
16 days until the business plan presentation
20 days until I see Andrea Bocelli live (hopefully)
22 days until my finals begin
24 days until my semester is over
31 days until I fly home
33 days until I get home
40 days until Christmas
47 days until 2011
Despite my obsession to count down the days and the emphasis I seem to put on each of them, the majority of the time the anticipation and days leading up to the event excites me more. Hell week, shmell week, there’s nothing I like more than working so hard on something that you leave no regrets behind. Yehyehh. A+ here we goooo.
too true. it’s not that easy to follow your heart.
If only it were easier for me to follow the red line.
(Source: lovewithnofearx)
“ The woman who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. The woman who walks alone is likely to find herself in places no one has ever been before. ”
Einstein. (via kimberlyannnee)
