It's been a while...
I find myself staring up at the sky every so often when I'm outside. I don't even know what I'm looking at, nothing to lock into, just staring. It's a wonderful feeling.

I may not know exactly where I'm going but I'd like to enjoy the most of it, whatever path it is. Perhaps I don't have the justification to let go of all worries just quite yet, but the idea of it is quite enticing.

Whether or not I feel like I'm on the flat of a plateau, life is still going, it never stops as with everybody else. Life is indeed dynamic and never truly in a state of equilibrium.

On another note, I've been doing this internship at the ME's office and I'm loving it, nothing has really been outside the scope of my expectations. If anything, my dreams have been affirmed, I hope that doesn't change as I continue on in these next few months. *Elation*

I've found myself complaining about things more so than appreciating all other things that have happened.
Time to redirect! I'm going to love my life no matter what, dang it!

*Smile Always*

Chris Daughtry- Call Your Name

I've been trying to learn how to play the guitar and reattempting the piano for the last few days. I hope this keeps up. Even if it's repetitive playing the only three chords I know or only the first 10 measures of a piano piece, there is a certain euphoria associated with the tapping of the chords and strumming of the keys (hah). When intently listening, I feel lifted of all the cares in the world and for a moment I am the only one that exists. I feel the most relaxed and vulnerable when I'm listening to music whether it be the radio, self-generated, commercially produced,  the squish squash of ocean (lake) waves, the howling of the wind, the clanking of the air conditioner outside my window, (quasi-obnoxious).  Yes, even music with lyrics that I can't understand. Not sure why everybody is so revolted by the idea of listening to foreign music. Think instrumentals!

People may not always understand you but carry with you a universal tune that even the most insensitive hearts can hear (Okay, lame I know...seemed loverly at the moment).

We listen to songs that synchronize with our hearts. Happy songs, sad songs, dear songs that we integrate with certain events in our lives.

 Just listen. It's beautiful.

Note: Please vindicate my Kenny G(saxophone) music from impure associations. (*coughs* Linda) =P It is NOT S## music!

             Played tennis yesterday with a friend of mine. As we were taking a break, these two little kids(probably 6 or 7 years old) that were playing soccer 5 courts down came over to ask us if they could (try to) play tennis with our rackets and balls. They were very enthusiastic about it, I asked them "Do you guys know how to play?" and they confidently responded "Yes!"... Apparently they didn't. One kid had more trouble than the other hitting the ball, he conceded and ran off leaving the other one by himself (will refer to him as Cutie A).
              Cutie A found some abandoned water bottles on the court and started drinking it because he was thirsty. I probably should have said something to stop him, but I didn't have any extra bottles to give him and my water I couldn't be certain was any better than the one he was drinking. Just didn't know how long that water had been out there, I hope he didn't get sick. He drank all of it and asked me if I wanted to play with him. I asked him what his name was and also introduced myself (now if I could just get myself to remember what his name is... >.<) Played for a little bit and he got tired so he decided to quit, asked him some questions to make conversation (and felt like a creepy stalker/ pedophile Lol) and tried to find him a water source. Water fountains at the park weren't working. Kids need to be well hydrated in this weather, come on now Tulsa! I ended up giving him my water because he was thirsty, hope he didn't get sick from that either! He galloped away happily with my water. I continued playing with my friend and when we were packing up and leaving the court Cutie came back. "Are you guys leaving?!" --"Yeahhh"--   "Aw, I wanted to play" -- "Sorry, maybe next time!" -- he handed me some melted candy and said it was from the pinata that they were playing on the other side of the park while digging for some more candy in his pocket to give to me. I probably should've given the candy back to him because I wasn't going to eat it but didnt' want to break his heart! My heart melted like his candy (hah....lame, yes...I know.)  He started telling me a story about the pinata and something about gaining two dollars as he pulled it out of his pocket  to proudly display. We parted and I drove home with a special grin that I hadn't had in a long time.  He made my day.  I declared him to be my boyfriend, he just doesn't know it yet and I don't remember his name. We already exchanged gifts (LOL). 
            Perhaps he's like this to anybody or everybody. He opened up so easily to me and I can't imagine what perverts and  pedophiles could take advantage of it. I pray that he'll be as safe, carefree, and ebullient (and hopefully not as dehydrated) as when I first met him.  I'll bring extra water bottles the next time I go play at those courts, maybe I'll run into Cutie again.


I have found my new favorite Starbucks to study at. =) Nice location...
The barista glanced oddly at me as I asked for a SHORT white chocolate mocha as if to say "Who comes to starbucks to get a TINY cup coffee?" What can I say, I don't need any more effects of caffeine than I already exhibit.


 A lot of people brings their dogs here. That's a cute yorkie that ran up to me.

Kind of humid this morning but still very nice outside!