once again, mutti knows best

my mom recommended a book to me and i read it reluctantly, trying to placate her and also get myself out of the 'waiting for breaking dawn' blues. little did i know that the book would rip me out of my quarter life crisis and prove again that my mom knows me a little bit better than i'm comfortable with. also, there are some awesome sex on the beach scenes. Its called 'the last summer of you and me.' read it.

some of my fav quotes from the book...
"The chief frustration of romantic love was that you couldn't make it go by yourself."

"Step up. take your life. its waiting for you!"

"But his capacity for hope, like hers, was irrational and unending."

"In some sense, she was never really anywhere. She was happiest, Paul suspected, in transit, where the past was untouchable and the present was negligible. And she would be, he guessed, for as long as she kept believing that the future would be better."

"You could spend the rest of your life longing for a single idealized moment that may not have even happened."

and the best one for me...
"Maybe there was no gap, no jump, no chasm. You didn't forget yourself all at once. Maybe you just looked around one time or another and you thought, 'hey.' And there you were."

emotional crisis aftermath

so i just had what can best be described as a quarter life crisis. the best quote was, "but dad, I'm twenty now. thats not a bullshit age like 19. 20 year olds are legit!"

the following decisions were made:
1. i hate community organizing, or at least registering voters at bus stops.
2. just because i spent a lot of time thinking i wanted to go into politics doesn't mean thats what i have to do.
3. my mom is horrible at helping in emotional crisis(s) (what is the plural of crisis?) always go to dad first.

to do list for sophomore year:
1. learn how to play the piano.
2. explore other interests like english or religious studies
3. spend less time in bars

thats all, i'm better now. or at least i will be after a jonas brothers song and some twilight

unhealthy

I have a tendency to develop strangely consuming obsessions. Its not something I'm proud of, but it also isn't something I've been able to stop in the past 7 years of my life. Lets take a walk down memory lane and recall some of my less than admirable interests in life...

4th-7th grade= the backstreet boys. when i wasn't deciding how I was going to tame aj's wild ways and marry him, I was using their bands abbrev to protect my identity.

8th grade=i fell in love with televisions series' from all walks of life. For the rest of middle school and the beginning of high school I was determined to move to Orange County and fall in love with a nerd who like comic books.

9th grade=US gov't class. chest hair. flannel. you know who i'm talking about.

High School=High school was a mix of inexplicable crushes and irrational obsessions with male teachers.

Freshmen year= It was last year I discovered my desire to fall in love with a member of a brother band, preferably one in a set of three. see joe jonas and zac hanson.

Most recently it has been the book series called Twilight. I've spend the last 48 hours in a daze of vampire and werewolf forbidden love and mortal danger. I'm having trouble returning to reality and accepting that I probably won't spend the rest of my existence with Edward Cullen.

I'm trying to get back to reality.

sticking it to the man

http://www.thebostonchannel.com/news/16920636/detail.html

i don't know how to make this a link but copy and past into the url cuz its awesome. thats all :)

coming soon to a radio station near you

so that girl, muffin and i are starting a girl band. we're called turrets. we sing some original taylor o'brien pieces, but mainly covers of radio disney music and the grateful dead. you will be able to recognize us by our rainbow colored jeans. we'll be touring next fall with the jo bros.

state bird

I was very pleased to begin my birthday this year in my birthday suit in big sand lake. but alas my skinnydipping adventure has a downside.

i now have some of the most inconveniently placed mosquito bites ever.

i can't take you anywhere

i cannot go to da bees without making a scene. the appetizer sampler just gets me all riled up. especially w/ my two partners in crime along to make me giggle. and a man w/ blonde highlights hitting on us after a miley cyrus dance party.

m: whipped cream is the devils cream
waiter: i've never heard that before, i'm gonna write that in my journal tonight
m: i really enjoy that you journal
waiter: every night.

who wants a wine cooler?

where are my pills

i am an anxiety prone person. i also have control issues and tend to get frustrated really easily. but this situation goes beyond my issues. i have never felt so frustrated and made such an ass of myself crying at southdale shopping center.

my hard drive failed. my itunes are gone. bring on the waterworks.