Showing posts with label writer. in a band. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writer. in a band. Show all posts
Friday, July 31, 2015
I'm not a beauty blogger nor am I a hair blogger, these are just a pictures that make my inner unicorn happy.
So being apart of the teen rip tide I tend to have a long, love hate relationship with my hair. I'm also very artistic, and since I can't draw very well I use my hair as a canvas. I know, I know everyone with crazy hair says that. Unfortunately with money being non-existent, I have been filling my Pinterest board with pictures that inspire the crap out of me. I'm not a beauty blogger nor am I a hair blogger, these are just a pictures that make my inner unicorn happy. I tried my hand at "styling" the pictures with different elements.
Thursday, July 30, 2015
Where she's flown.
This week I have been kinda been living my life through pictures, and since yesterday was filled with a long terrible commute downtown in the Georgia heat, taking a nap and chipping my tooth on popcorn. I didn't know what to write so I though I'd post some pictures, some are from deep in my phone, some were taken recently. So as I'm watch The Strain I'm putting this together, I would have had it up last night but Jordan reminded me I had to watermark my pictures. Which took the whole day.
Exactly...
Here are my unicorn travels:
This is a trail close to meh house. I Haven't been able to walk, like pull myself off of the couch long enough to put my shoes on and walk so when I did I had to take a picture to celebrate the occasion.
Here we have me rocking the kung-fu master style. I'm a black belt, no big deal. I ran around the house singing "everybody was kung-fu fighting, HI-YA!"
This is a side road that comes after you cross the bridge going to Tybee Island.
Somehow I take my best pictures in cemeteries, this was after I volunteered at Bonaventure, I was so hot and gross that day but my mom managed to take some awesome pictures, she's a pro.
Another bridge shot, I think it's becoming my thing, I have a ton more on my phone.
And to wrap it up is my "self portrait". My hair was fading into pink and I though why not take a picture. Turns out this ended up being my favorite picture of my self.
Okay, so this was different from my normal Emo-corn posts, but I liked it even thought it took me forever to get it together, well I will try to pull together another post, until then I hope you guys have a awesome minute, day and week.
Exactly...Here are my unicorn travels:
Here we have me rocking the kung-fu master style. I'm a black belt, no big deal. I ran around the house singing "everybody was kung-fu fighting, HI-YA!"
Somehow I take my best pictures in cemeteries, this was after I volunteered at Bonaventure, I was so hot and gross that day but my mom managed to take some awesome pictures, she's a pro.
And to wrap it up is my "self portrait". My hair was fading into pink and I though why not take a picture. Turns out this ended up being my favorite picture of my self.
Okay, so this was different from my normal Emo-corn posts, but I liked it even thought it took me forever to get it together, well I will try to pull together another post, until then I hope you guys have a awesome minute, day and week.
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Unicorn girl talks to herself
Hey my Headcases!
So since getting a new laptop I thought I'd blog more but even I shock myself at how I let things fall to the wayside. I've been also working on other things like my book. Also a lot of the time I just have sad depressing things to say, I mean I could say them but even you guys may need a Valium. We are in the transition of trying to get out the house we are living in, but with that we are unsure if we wanna move to South Carolina or if we want to stay in Georgia we also don't have the money to move or stay here so that's one of my main stresses. We also have the air out in the house which in the heat of Georgia is like baking inside your own house. Also people coming in my house gives me extreme anxiety. I'm pretty sure everything gives me anxiety, even bug bites stress me out.
The book and blog and everything else have been put on stand by due to how life being a vortex of crazy.
*Update, I had to stop writing because the A/C guy came. It's all good I locked myself in my room with the pup and waited, turned out it was just a burnt out wire.
My sister and I started a band, every time I say that out loud I think of the scene from Scott Pilgrim Vs The world.
Ramona: You have a band?
Scott: Yes, we're terrible please come?
And being a super fan I didn't even have to look that up. Points for me. I also just looked back on an old post and realized that I used the same quote and also mentioned I was in a band, way to be original Jaxx, your unicorn brain is getting mushy... I managed to pull enough money together to by my first guitar, I guess that's how it starts, broke with a guitar. I was actually making a different post for that. :)
The book is still on a roll I just stuck in the "I didn't outline now it's biting me in the butt" part of writing. Currently I'm writing about my antagonist that makes me see him a different light, it left me confused like my story wasn't confusing enough. But that's the cool thing about writing anti-heroes and villains together, they are constantly bouncing off each other and have me asking who is the real bad guy here?
Okay, I think I've given you guys a lot of random to handle.
You: So you just going to leave again when things get tough?
Me: No, I uh- don't plan on it.
You: Sure, we'll see.
Me: Okay, I'll just end this here.
So since getting a new laptop I thought I'd blog more but even I shock myself at how I let things fall to the wayside. I've been also working on other things like my book. Also a lot of the time I just have sad depressing things to say, I mean I could say them but even you guys may need a Valium. We are in the transition of trying to get out the house we are living in, but with that we are unsure if we wanna move to South Carolina or if we want to stay in Georgia we also don't have the money to move or stay here so that's one of my main stresses. We also have the air out in the house which in the heat of Georgia is like baking inside your own house. Also people coming in my house gives me extreme anxiety. I'm pretty sure everything gives me anxiety, even bug bites stress me out.
The book and blog and everything else have been put on stand by due to how life being a vortex of crazy.
*Update, I had to stop writing because the A/C guy came. It's all good I locked myself in my room with the pup and waited, turned out it was just a burnt out wire.
My sister and I started a band, every time I say that out loud I think of the scene from Scott Pilgrim Vs The world.
Ramona: You have a band?
Scott: Yes, we're terrible please come?
And being a super fan I didn't even have to look that up. Points for me. I also just looked back on an old post and realized that I used the same quote and also mentioned I was in a band, way to be original Jaxx, your unicorn brain is getting mushy... I managed to pull enough money together to by my first guitar, I guess that's how it starts, broke with a guitar. I was actually making a different post for that. :)
The book is still on a roll I just stuck in the "I didn't outline now it's biting me in the butt" part of writing. Currently I'm writing about my antagonist that makes me see him a different light, it left me confused like my story wasn't confusing enough. But that's the cool thing about writing anti-heroes and villains together, they are constantly bouncing off each other and have me asking who is the real bad guy here?
Okay, I think I've given you guys a lot of random to handle.
You: So you just going to leave again when things get tough?
Me: No, I uh- don't plan on it.
You: Sure, we'll see.
Me: Okay, I'll just end this here.
Thursday, March 5, 2015
"I____ joint this band."
I was planning on blogging then I went onto YouTube...
30 minutes later and I am ready.
I just got distracted again. okay I'm ready.
This week has been a whirlwind, the car made it's way back to us and is still having problems starting, the shop wanted another two-hundred dollars to find out what's wrong with her. And that money we don't have, we're still trying to get our ducks in a row for this month.
But I'm not freaking out, I want to, I would LOVE to kick and scream but I have stuff that has to get done and I if have a hissy fit then that stuff is going to be put on hold.
Oh my sister and I started a band we're terrible. Please come.
*Scott Pilgrim reference.
No but we did start one, it was one of those nights we were up to late, she told me earlier I could sing well, my ego was inflated and I was like how else am I going to meet my future drummer husband? I've always wanted to be in a band and so did she so we were like where do we sign up? Turns out we just ended up signing a piece of paper that says "I____ joint this band."
The funny thing is that we both suffer extreme social anxiety and the future of us playing live will need tons of Valium. She's learning piano and I'm on vocals, I would like to learn guitar but that costs money, I will get my hands on one it just takes time. But I love it, it feels good to be working with her, and when we're in practice together we can screw up we laugh at each other and that's important. She is definitely the Dave Grohl to my Kurt Cobain, she puts up with my crazy ideas and moodiness.
Okay I think this was a good blog?
30 minutes later and I am ready.
I just got distracted again. okay I'm ready.
This week has been a whirlwind, the car made it's way back to us and is still having problems starting, the shop wanted another two-hundred dollars to find out what's wrong with her. And that money we don't have, we're still trying to get our ducks in a row for this month.
But I'm not freaking out, I want to, I would LOVE to kick and scream but I have stuff that has to get done and I if have a hissy fit then that stuff is going to be put on hold.
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| Story Of My Life, Bro. |
*Scott Pilgrim reference.
No but we did start one, it was one of those nights we were up to late, she told me earlier I could sing well, my ego was inflated and I was like how else am I going to meet my future drummer husband? I've always wanted to be in a band and so did she so we were like where do we sign up? Turns out we just ended up signing a piece of paper that says "I____ joint this band."
The funny thing is that we both suffer extreme social anxiety and the future of us playing live will need tons of Valium. She's learning piano and I'm on vocals, I would like to learn guitar but that costs money, I will get my hands on one it just takes time. But I love it, it feels good to be working with her, and when we're in practice together we can screw up we laugh at each other and that's important. She is definitely the Dave Grohl to my Kurt Cobain, she puts up with my crazy ideas and moodiness.
Okay I think this was a good blog?
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