tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47430446978386426052024-03-21T21:30:06.841-04:00Razzle Dazzle Cosmic FlowerI decided to make a blog for my personal amusement so that I can share my random thoughts.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743044697838642605.post-52635405309338043392012-01-13T02:20:00.002-05:002012-01-13T02:22:42.981-05:00A Farewell Note<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hi there, if any of you follow me yet if at all, I owe you a big apology. If you wondered what happened me, I had just wondered off the face of the blogging and blog following world for a little while to chase some other endeavours. I hope none of you ever spent a second wondering where I've gone, I don't even deserve a little bit of thought for being such a lazy poster. I do hope however you have all had joy and new findings in your life since we last may have talked!</div>
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Now I am 18, and in a college named Metalworks Institute of Sound and Music Production for their Vocal performance program, its absolutely lovely and just where I need to be if I plan on pursuing anything in the music in the music industry. </div>
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Anyhow, it wasn't till lately, that started to miss blogging again. I have now aquired a more stable sense of my own spirit, and have found myself more as an individual. Along with that I have also acquired more vinyl LPs and am trying to invest in a vintage wardrobe, which I've always had the passion for except no time and no money to collect any treasures. But now a new chapter begins.</div>
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Thus I have decided to end Razzle Dazzle Cosmic Flower, and begin a new blog aimed mostly at vintage fashion and other little random elements.</div>
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I apologize again for wandering off without warning or farewell. </div>
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And thank you for following me, thank you kindly. It made me the happiest kid in the world.</div>
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Farewell to you all and good luck, love and light!</div>
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I don't even deserve the views, but if you would like a looksie at my new blog then you may visit it here:</div>
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Mick Management<br />
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Dear Mick Management, don't fuck around, please make sure Mr. John Clinton Mayer gets this message. Its important.<br />
To John:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">"No I'm not the man I used to be lately</div><div style="text-align: center;">See you met me at an interesting time</div><div style="text-align: center;">If my past is any sign of your future</div><div style="text-align: center;">You should be warned before I let you inside.."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Hey man, don't take this as every other piece of fan mail you've received. This is half a complaint, half constructive criticism, and 100% very important. Don't chuck this one out.<br />
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So... I used to be a religious fan of yours man. Feel in love with everything about you from your sound, to the way you could make your guitar celebrate its exquisite existence, from the clever sequences of words you wrote and spoke in either your interviews or blog posts. I rediscovered you twice, which is like falling in love with you twice, which is quite serious fanship, worship, and absolute satisfaction with your music, your being, and your lyrics. This effect lasted for everything man, Room for Squares, Inside Wants Out, The John Mayer Trio, Any Given Thursday. The Village Sessions, and Continuum, even your majestic presence at Crossroads. <br />
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It is inevitable, a loyal fan would map out you evolving. And then, you disappeared for a while, dated a few babes, got a few tattoos, cut yer hair, posed for more articles and what not. Then, you gave birth to Battle Studies. Tittled epically, yet loaded with not so epic content. Fuck, I've never sounded this mean. But, I have to let you know this. I spent a lot of time, money and energy following your art man. But you wanted fame, and with that comes the responsibility of listening to your fans, who fund your ego to make you who you are today.<br />
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All I'm saying is, you've pussied out of whats raw and harder to get recognition for. The BLUES man. Good old classic rock sound, no bullshit there. Raw lyrics, you tell it like it is, and then let the guitar say the rest. Battle Studies is on the verge of sucky modern country, pop, and pooey softies songs. And a collaboration with Miss Taylor Swift. I'm sorry, but what the fuck was that for. I'm sorry man, I know you have always dug the pop world. But let me tell you man, the pop world is transitory, and its forgotten after, only those who make it to the aftermath are remembered, and you have to be invinsible and unwavering and brave to make it to the end. People like Mr. Michael Jackson, Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix, B.B King, trust me, be inspired by them, not from the tide the pop world brings in. All that the media installs is issued by the Illuminati anyways. Hahaha.<br />
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Just saying man.. Battle Studies sounds like you've become an insecure teenage girl man. So the babe was confusing, then whatever! Ditch that bitch!!!! Ain't no better bitch than your guitar man! Titles like "Half of My Heart", "War of My Life", "Friends, Lovers or Nothing", or "All We Ever Do Is Say Goodbye" sounds like shit written in the journal of 9th grade little girl. Not nearly as epic and raw as titles like "Vultures", "Neon" "Who Did You Think I Was" or "Covered In Rain". And come on man, you know it. "I love you more than songs can say, but I don't wanna keep running after yesterday" (lyrics form Battle Studies) sounds redundant as shit, and will never compare to "Power is made by power being taken, so I keep on running to protect my situation" (Vultures - Continuum). Although these two excerpts pertain to different happenings in your life, you can still see the difference in quality of lyrics. Fuck man, I know you had heartache. Everyone does man. But don't make a fucking whole album about it! That's unprofessional. <br />
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I remember when I first discovered you man, how happy I was. I had just come out of a pop music phase and was turned on by how different your sound was. So I started looking up who your influences were. Jimi Page, B.B King, Buddy Guy, Jimi Hendrix, all those majestic souls. Man, how can you cover "Bold as Love" and then go write something as shitty as "Half of my Heart" ????? How about letting the inspiration SINK IN a while longer. Fuck, don't tell me the pop world will ever compare to what Page or Hendrix accomplished, FUCK NO.<br />
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To wrap up the complaint part, I just want to say, don't forget who you were man. You've got the fanage. A large population of them, big breasted brainless girls. Man I remember coming out of your concert at the Molson Amphitheatre in the summer of '08, epic time that was. But it was the leaving of the concert that struck me as disapproving; it was jam packed with everyone trying to leave at once. Some dudes were saying stuff like "man its getting all tight in here, everyone rubbing up against each other usually I'd have to pay for this." As much as that was funny as hell at the time, it seemed like all these girls wanted was to see your concert and have your babies, and all these guys wanted to see the concert to see the girls. All funny and shit, but man, I remember thinking to my self, dam, this is not what its about. I appreciated you beyond that superficial shit. I just feared the essence of your music would turn into a situation much like walking into an Abercrombie and Fitch Store. Fuck that shit.<br />
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Anyhow, I have rambled on, probably offended you. But I'm not done yet hahaha sorry. I've got some suggestions for you. Seems like you've forgotten what good music is like.<br />
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PLEASE CONSIDER THE FOLLOWING: <br />
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- Loose the "soft nice guy" pop-y voice in all of yer songs, materialistic girls love it.<br />
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- Don't be afraid to sound raw and yell a bit more in your songs.<br />
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- Revisit the blues, it is the mother of rock music.<br />
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- Revise your Battle Studies Record and ask yourself if Jimi Hendrix would be proud.<br />
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- Abstraction is the key to great lyrics, ~all we ever do is say good bye~ is too easy to understand, kapeesh? Abstraction is the key to magic, and beauty that doesn't let its self be had easy.<br />
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- Have some Chai tea with your mom, or a trippy uncle, or go to an old age building and find an elderly person to tell you an adventure story of theirs ~ much more fucking real than Taylor Swift.<br />
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- Read up on Woodstock, read up on Jack Kerouac, then look up the Illuminati, then watch Zeitgeist.<br />
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- Get some incense, and grow your hair out again. You look like a dick head with the short hair man. Like an actual penis head.<br />
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- Real girls don't care if you work out or not.<br />
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INCLUDE THIS MUSIC IN YOUR DAY:<br />
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- Jeff Buckley, Fleetwood Mac, Rainbow, Jimi Hendrix, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Nina Simone, B.B King, Cream, The Who, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Janis Joplin, and Deep Purple and Jefferson Airplane.<br />
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Trust me, far better than Taylor Swift.<br />
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You listen to all these for me, and it will equal the amount of time, energy, and endorphins I've spent on you. :)<br />
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Some last important notes man, and then I promise I'll be gone. You should know, Steve Jordan must be bored out of his mind playing those beats for you in Battle Studies, give his hands some sass to munch on. Bring Pino Palodino back and let that bass be heard, basses are the sexiest mothers of sound. Your guitar must also be bored as fuck, let that curved babe know your fingers still want to make love to her (all sexual implications intended) with those majestic blues leaks man, let that electric ladyland talk and moan for you again. Learning from a book won't do you any good experience, loose the Battle Studies heartbreak booklet and roast some marsh mellows over it. Trees are much sexier than some Hollywood women. Find yourself a real woman if that's what you need. Ain't gonna find her in that expensive watch store, but in the flower fields of Nevada among the hippie folk. Love is in nature, and it is trippy, so be prepared. Move on! Heartbreak is bullshit. Make a new record and bring home the sass!!<br />
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I'm done now. Residue swept off my chest. Now go make love to that guitar of yours and make Jimi and I proud. There's still time :)<br />
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Sincerely, an awaiting fan.<br />
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Ginela Gonzalez Varela.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tis all!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Peace & love, and magical purple cows, cosmic vibrations, and smiles, loads and loads of them.</div><div style="text-align: center;">♥</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743044697838642605.post-9964040066422671642010-09-23T01:28:00.002-04:002010-12-17T03:55:48.594-05:00Fro Fairy<div style="text-align: center;">Hello dears. Lately, I've been doing school. Pretty lovely and relaxing, xcept for choir practices at 7 am *_*.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Anyhow, I do believe I mentioned I was taking Photography. I just wanted to share some pictures my classmate April and I took with majestic wigs. I borrowed a fro wig from our teacher, and April wore my green wig. And off we set for the school's outskirts! T'was some spontaneous fun. I put on my fairy wings, and became a fro fairy. Enjoy : )</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Don't escape the dour times,</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Honey, let them come</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Easy to say, with my fear, with my luck.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ying-yang to condence me </div><div style="text-align: center;">Rules meant to be smashed</div><div style="text-align: center;">Come condemn me, for knowing too much</div><div style="text-align: center;">Temptation can't exist without obedience,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just like obedience can't exist without temptation</div><div style="text-align: center;">Honey, test and try</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ignorence can't save you</div><div style="text-align: center;">What is humanity but a regergitation of theories?</div><div style="text-align: center;">There's a higher place purified with only with good</div><div style="text-align: center;">Too wise to show its face</div><div style="text-align: center;">To us lesser minds of pride</div><div style="text-align: center;">With instinct of greed, with instinct to survive.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Eminent savant come teach us these secrets of the mind</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not these limits, not these crimes</div><div style="text-align: center;">I know you won't, you can't,</div><div style="text-align: center;">You weren't taught to ponder</div><div style="text-align: center;">For those who dial the clockwork of this world</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Don't want you to wonder.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">So darling, don't escape the dour times</div><div style="text-align: center;">You're already here, already in it, already spun.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yet, you must never seize any hopes,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nomatter the shock of the tide.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Honey do keep your eyes peeled.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Believe in Utopia, your dreams are alive.</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">tis all :D</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743044697838642605.post-90185883934908804292010-08-17T02:29:00.002-04:002010-08-17T07:04:26.674-04:00Summer so Far<div style="text-align: center;">Hello dear loves. I've not posted anything in a very very long time. I never post that often anyways, regardless, I should at least come on to wish y'all a great summer every now and then. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My summer's been quite quiet. Havn't done too much. I did however manage to get a job, then lost it. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Tee hee. At the beginning of July I started working at Starbucks Coffee. T'was fun, but oh dear, I wasn't made for making those drinks. They have wonderful tasting drinks, but that was the problem, there were just too many! As much as I tried I couldn't memorize the amounts of syrup pumps or order of things. And I was so very horrible at cashier. I was however proficient at busing tables. Haha. Anyhow.. my manager had to let me go because I was too slow, and it is a terribly busy location. So I hung up that green apron for the last time, and said goodbye to all the fellow baristas I made friends with there in that brief month or so. It was fun though, at least I discovered I'm not 100% adaptable like I think I am and that I can't excell in that kind of environment. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0XwzdBIIeY/TGovMHb-QKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9N025ptdBNs/s1600/starbucks-storefront.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0XwzdBIIeY/TGovMHb-QKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9N025ptdBNs/s640/starbucks-storefront.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><a href="http://scrapetv.com/News/News%20Pages/Business/Dyslexic-woman-sues-Starbucks-over-warning-on-coffee-cup-Scrape-TV-The-World-on-your-side.html">source</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Up untill now I've just relaxed. Needa find me another part time job, it would be nice. I've got my eyes on this guitar I need desperately. Gotta save up some dough. All I've done up to now is sing to my house plants and read books and hang out with my friends occasionally. Not such a hot summer eh? Well its okay, I'm relaxing. I'll think I'll visit Good Will or Vallue Village soon, I miss staring at beautiful clothes made with love and then buying them. Tee hee.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">How's your summers been everyone?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just a wee side topic here. My two buddies asked me to draw their names all creative-ly. So I did and here are the finished products. Thought I'd share them. :]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ciao! Peace and love!! And happiness!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Ginela♥</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">If anyone would like me to make them one with their name, I'd be glad to : )</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just let me know, and I shall ♥</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743044697838642605.post-49678033647129114082010-07-23T16:11:00.000-04:002010-07-23T16:11:58.153-04:00Followers<div style="text-align: center;">Oh dear just realized I have eight followers! I know it's only a small number.. but it makes me so very very happy. You have no idea! Eight people give a dam about wee little musings I have to write about. So thanks very much to all eight of you haha :) Thank you kindly. I dig your blogs as well :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Peace and love!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">- Ginela ♥</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">So here I share with you some of the to rough work of how it came to be:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">And there you have it !</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ciao :)</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743044697838642605.post-19437924816154206862010-07-06T02:04:00.000-04:002010-07-06T02:04:14.446-04:00Birthday 17.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0XwzdBIIeY/TDLEm3Ed6hI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/LPPzH0yBzBw/s1600/17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="368" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0XwzdBIIeY/TDLEm3Ed6hI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/LPPzH0yBzBw/s640/17.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Oh dear, I've turned 17 today! Hope no one expects maturity from me! : P T'was a lovely day however. A lovely quiet birthday all relaxed and jolly with my mom and brother and some pastries. My mom has bought me many flowers of multiple colors, so I'm oh so glad :)</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"> I'm happy to be a cancerian.<br />
I'm quite a crab sometimes, a very imaginative one.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Thank God for another year of life! Because it's beautiful. And for all his presents he gives to me in smiles and joy. And the painful bits of life to learn, heal, and store in your memory, stacked with experience. And the luxury of laughter.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Thanks God for my beautiful family and their vast amounts of love they replentish for me every day. Thanks for my mother, I love her so very much more than life. Its because of her that I've learned what peace is.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Love is here to stay and for all to take and vibrate in vibes of joy back and forth.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"> Like this one, after I wrote it down I thought gee, this is just like my brother`s current situation (He is 19). Couldn't make up his mind about what he wanted to do in university or college, mainly because he just loved to party and spent no time giving his post secondary life any planning. Now he`s lost and doesn`t know what to do, going from job to job, a little frightened about his future. Sometimes my mom and I get madly ticked at him, because he`s not doing anything decent towards his future. But making this song I think I`ll cut him some slack and consider the fact that we can all get strayed in the path towards our future if we have no dream strong enough to devote our will to.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">No matter how troublesome and indecisive a person is you can`t loose hope on them, they just need to find their personal calling. Not all will find it right off. And so it is with people like my brother, he has yet to dig up what fills his soul with sunshine the most, and until he does he will search and mess up. He just needs encouragement and love, though we give him lots I think, he just doesn't absorb it very well. Sure do needa work on my hope towards him though. Gonna do that hopefully, through this song.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here it is:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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``Troublesome Bouquet``</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Oh that weak-willed darling</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Keeps on changing, his mind</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">But I believe he`s on to something</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Don`t you doubt it, he`ll find</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">The root and centre and the core of it all</div><div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">What makes his heart, shriek with joy</div><div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Until he finds it he`ll stray s`more</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Getting there`s the trouble, but don`t lose your hope</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Trickle and trickle</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Till the bucket is full</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Sun shows its face</div><div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">After the storm</div><div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Don`t forget that you`re a part of this Earth</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">If nature lives on hope, make sure <br />
You don`t forget yours</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Moon has its phases </div><div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Till it becomes whole </div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">No heart is born </div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Knowing it all</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Dream he`ll find the joy</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">That glues his life into love</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Send good vibes down his road</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Don`t block it, with negative outlooks</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Dream your boy will complete</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Not your dream, but is very own calling</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">Keep in mind his very heart`s yearning</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">To settle its restlessness</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday my mom bought me some hot pink carnation flowers just for kicks. I was so happy to recieve them and I gave her just about five hugs and kisses. I love my mom, she never fails to surprise me, and in a way I'm not surprised she surprises me haha. Anyhow I loved the flowers lots. We have them in separate little bouquets around the house cheer up everything with flowery joy! So I decied to take some rather crappy webcam pics (because my camera is broken) with a little bunch of carnations to show you their love. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I bid you a beautiful day, and maybe some flowers to you on their way!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">School is about to end. I've got three more days left and two exams to write, tis my french and envrionmental science exams. Am I ready for them? Certainly not, but I've got the weekend to study, haha. Oh dear this school year has been so long, I am so very ready for it to come to a hault. I can't tell you how many all nighters I've had to pull this year because of the countless projects and assignments. Grade 11 has been the year of all nighters! Come the summer vacation I'll ketch up on so much sleep; if I got the chance, I would sleep like sleeping beauty for years to make up for my lack of slumber! I am so very happy. YAAY!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">So glad the end is near. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"> And I can't wait for next year! My goodness I've got the most wonderful semesters next year, however one of my very clever friends would call it a "stoner semester" because I'll be taking the easiest cources. But I figured, heck...why not? Why take cources like grade 12 Functions, or Physics? I sure do respect all people who have the brains for those, but you wouldn't be ketching me taking those courses. Besides they're not a requirement for the college and university programs I'll be doing in the future. I decided I'm going to relax for grade 12 because its my last year. Thus I am taking two Music, one English, French, and two Photography cources. In total that makes 6; my seventh course counts as a repertoire jazz ensemble which I'll be singing in next year. I am so very excited! </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Here they are:</strong></div><ol><li><div style="text-align: left;">Get a job.</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Learn to drive and start geting my driver's licence.</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Maybe save up to buy an old 60's volkswagen van!!</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Grow my plants successfully with love.</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Save up and buy a new Nikon DSLR camera. (My feeble little Kodak camera broke)</div></li>
<li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;">Buy myself a decent electric accoustic guitar and amp which I am very much in need of for gig purposes.</div></li>
<li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;">Spend more time with my grandma and sew some dresses together.</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Loose some weight!</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Play many lovely gigs with my band.</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Go to as many concerts as I can!</div></li>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">♥ And so it shall be! Hopefully! God willing it'll be a wonderful summer. ♥</div><div style="text-align: center;">Have you any goals yerself? : ]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">It's been such a wonderful sunny day today! T'was just so jolly. Today at lunch my friend Steffany and I sat on the grass of a gentle hill at my school accompanied by some other buddies. Steff and I brought our guitars along and got them out and played a stream of songs from The Beatles. I sang our specialty "Yer Blues", it's a bluesy angst song but it was still all groovy and sassy because the sun put us in such a good mood. Our friends sang along to whatever Beatles song they knew; they were in a frenzy of lagh attacks and joy. I just thought, sweet! Look what a little chippery sunshine can do!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Incase I hadn't shown you all a picture of my guitar here it is. Tis a very old picture from earlier on in the year, but it shows her, her name is Lilly.</div><div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ah I'm so very glad it's Spring. All the trees are festive with blooms, man I can't wait till everything becomes green! I'd love to go frolicking in a field of flowers somewheres quite soon, that is if I'm lucky to find any local ones!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wish I could take some pictures of the bloomability all around but my feeble little camera is currently broken. There's this lovely foxy tree outside my room window I'd really like to capture, it looks so pretty when it's just little green buds.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Anyhow.. I wish bid you all a most charming spring, and some very chippery sunny days full of love and laughter. Throw some music in there too : P</div><div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Much peace and love! </div><div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">The little hours I spend in my room are long and wonderful. Some days I lie down on my bed and put on some Pink Floyd on my tiny CD player; it's one of the most delightful things listening to Pink Floyd, it's a most trippy, solemn experience in dimness. I look up and my celing is covered with posters of John Mayer, Pink Floyd, Jimi Hendrix, The Beatles (Abbey Road), and Zeppelin. I also sit on my bed and play my guitar Lily and write or play some songs with her. I sit and write, read, remenisce over past love, happiness, and betrayal, dream, think about fairies, and think of spotanious scenerios. I give merit to my soul there. I aughta say it's a trippy room to my taste, and it sometimes transforms into comforting chaos when clothes are all over the place. Tee hee.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Anyhow..yeah, quite a pointless post, I just thought I'd pay some tribute to my dwelling.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">The weekend soon comes! Hope you have a great one.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Man oh man this week is getting wet, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">tis</span> a feast of showers for all nature! We've been getting some rain that doesn't belong in this time in April, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">sais</span> my science teacher. We even got some spontaneous thunder in the morning today! But the rain doesn't seem misplaced to me, I recall hearing "April rain" in a song somewhere so it all seems very familiar. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Tis</span> alright, the greyness is a contrast to me, it makes me appreciate the sunshine when it comes. </span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms;">All this misty wet weather puts me in two different moods. When I look out the window and everything outside looks refreshed but cheerless I feel a little nostalgic. When I'm inside after the rain I begin to reminisce over color and brightness and sun rays. I shouldn't be frowning though! I should be happy that the flowers and trees get their very own splash pad! I bet they long for rain after a while.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms;">The other mood the rain puts me in is adventurous! I know such a difference from nostalgic ain't it? Well yep, I feel adventurous. Especially when the rain is all gone and you've got all these majestic puddles of wonder all about, every time I see one I feel I must disturb its stillness and jump in it! My biggest fear though is all the worms that come out, they creep me out. It's a shame really because worms help the soil so all the pretty grass and flowers can grow beautifully.</span> <br />
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</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #663333; font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana;">I usually keep away from media because none of it is sincere, also, nowadays I find pop music irritating. Who needs pop when you can get lost with Joanna Newsom? Anyhow I havn't looked up recent music in a while, it just hasn't tickled my fancy ever since grade 9. But I do remember my childhood favourite singer Shakira as a huge inspiration to me, I remember wanting to be just like her and singing her songs, haha! Remembering how much I used to be into her, I decided to look her up and see how she's doing. Turns out.. I didn't like what I found...</span></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: verdana;">See like this... have you not seen this repeated and regurgitated recently by all the divas?</span></div><br />
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<div align="center"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana;">Note to self: no need to get fiesty or angry. But Oh man I sure am so very very irritated! My childhood inspiration is not the same no more :(. It's also true that people go on and change and transform all the time, it's happened hundreds of times with pop singers, I just didn't see it coming that my original Shakira would completely change her direction. I respect her still, I just wont find myself agreeing to her music anymore. </span></div><br />
<div align="center"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana;">We've both grown out of something. I've grown out of popular music, while Shakira is moving into it's newness. I've grown out of all that thankfully. You see I go to a school of the arts for it's vocal music program and there I've learned to appreciate music like classical music and jazz. I've gotten lost in a world of music more complex than pop where I find nothing is dull. Now I can see how important music education is, and how much the classic world has to offer. Nevertheless..we can't help but be chameleons and transform to get to experience everything that comes our way.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana;">But oh how I miss the old her...</span></div><div align="center"><br />
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<span style="color: #663366;">But the best dressed character to me was the Mad Hatter, I adore his outfit and his unforgettable top hat. I love Johnny Depp when he is the craziest of characters, he's so enjoyable. He made a great Hatter, and he made him seem so vivid. </span></div><br />
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<span style="color: #663366;">Oh it was so very well made! And it was incredibly funny! Especially the Queen, she was evil but loose and hilarious. I think she was perfect, with the huge head and tiny crown and all. The cheshire cat was exquisitely creepy and had a majestic set of teeth as well as an attractive accent.</span> <br />
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<span style="color: #663366;">I just wish the film would have been a little longer. I was so lost in that world. I wanted to see more and more of the Mad Hatter, he was so very irresistible. Now I know for sure that I must purchase a pale blue dress and loose my self through the woods behind my back yard. I have this tradition that I must reenact movies I see. How lovely. Please don't miss out on watching this film! Tis so trippy, you'll love it.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
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