people and confusion.

my list of confusing people:
1. "attractive man friend"
why? just because.
2. "golfer"
why? actually he's not too confusing.  BUT i'm adding him to the list because i'd like to read his mind. or i'd just like him to say what he feels about me out loud... just saying.
3. "indian boy"
why? this definition would take approximately twelve years to write... so just imagine this one.
4. "hipster"
why? she is so up and down and all around. i don't know when she likes me or when she hates me. sometimes i'm not cool enough for her and sometimes she says she's not cool enough for me.  make up your mind! be my friend or don't be my friend. but pick a side, please?
5. the world in general
why? can't we just speak our minds people??


okay, i'm done ranting about confusion, cause in reality i'm not that confused.  i just think i am.  i mean, i have a couple valid points, right? (don't answer that if i don't, i like to make myself think that i have valid points all the time.) it all comes down to one thing:


i just wish i could read minds.


 p.s. thanks mariah for listening to my confusion.  you're pretty much the best at making me feel like i have completely valid points which makes you=awesome. and your solution to all problems (also your john mayer dream) makes me laugh.  you're pretty much one of the best friends of all time. i'm lucky to have you as my friend.


b.

book on tapeworm, the moth & the flame, and other various artists. (but mostly book on tapeworm)

tonight i went with some of my best friends on this entire earth to a concert at the velour.  it was beauty, pure beauty i tell you.  book on tapeworm hosted the event (guess who the piano player/singer in book on tapeworm is? oh yeah, my idol emily brown. just saying.) it began with some random artists, which were all extremely good, if you ask me.  then it moved on to the moth & the flame. the only way i am able to describe what i experienced with that small band amounts to one word. unreal.  it was like u2 and snow patrol smashed in one man.

then. oh, you won't believe what happened next.  then book on tapeworm came on stage and began singing the most beautiful song of my entire life.  there's something about lullabies that make my heart absolutely melt.  the entire concert was amazing, the people i was with were amazing.  i am so lucky to have such great friends.  people i can be myself around.  people who won't judge me.  people who say "okay, i've just gotta say it.  the only person i'd have a one night stand with is john mayer." i love them.  they make me happy.

thanks, guys, for being the best friends a girl could ever ask for.

(p.s. the last song was my favorite.  for various reasons.)

moving on, i discovered my love for concerts as of late.  my love of attending them and feeling that rush as the artist(s) begin their first piece.  the first strum of that guitar or the first key played on that piano.  i love the voices, the talent that is displayed as these wonderful people let their voices lead the music.  i love how they are honest with themselves, and how they express themselves through music.

i love the concert atmosphere.  it's almost like a family. (unless you're at a freak concert like ke$ha. then i think you're a family cause of drugs and lust. just saying.  not judging.) we all like the same music, or at least we all like this artist.  i love how everyone sways with the music...

i love concerts.

here are some photographs of this amazing night:

...and a few of them recording, cause they're just so great:

if you haven't listened to their talent, check them out. i dare you.

b.