BROKEN

I feel like my shirts are very reflective of my moods...

This next one I count as a band shirt because 1) I can't wear it without thinking of music and 2) while it doesn't reflect a band, the lyrics are on the inside.

TWLOHA (To write love on her arms) is an organization started for awareness of teenagers who cut themselves, have suicidal thoughts, etc. If you want my opinion, I think its pretty messed up that our society even NEEDS an organization like this, but I have also been working in customer service for long enough to see parent/child relationships recently, and I have definitely seen a few interactions go down where I thought to myself, "your giving your child a complex"....

In short, there need to be lessons on how to parent... My parents couldn't teach it, but I bet my Grandparents could.

Back to my shirt. TWLOHA pops up at most emo-culture shows, Warped tour to name the biggest. The shirt I own was sponsored by Paramore, and It is 1 of the 2 paramore shirts I own. Having said that, let me tell you about Paramore. They wail. Sure they could be your run-of-the-mill pop punk, but there is one thing that sets them above the rest: their 19/20 years old singer, can sing. I remember seeing them before they were on MTV, when Hailey (singer) was only 18, with her bright orange micraphone, and thinking that this is what I had been looking for from punk rock. Avril started down this road and sold out... and Hailey's voice is far superior for such a peanut of a girl.

So the Lyrics to their song "We are broken" are on the inside of the TWLOHA shirt, which i thought was a very interesting choice. The song I think might have been written for the cause, but if it wasn't it was written perfectly for it. The Teenage angsty lyrics talk about how broken the singer is, it asks how do your restore innocence, etc. etc. And I appreciate the choice of it going inside the shirt because i'm sure if it weren't people would be trying to read them all day off my back and I would never get anything done. I wore it friday for one pretty simple reason: Dancing recently has been grueling, and I personally, Physically and egotistically speaking, have been feeling a little broken myself recently.

Half of my Heart

I was born in the arms of imaginary friends...

No, I wasn't. But I started my Project with my most current Purchase of John Mayer's "Battle studies" T-shirt, and those lyrics are some of the most poetic I think on the album. I didn't want to wear it first because it is my new favorite (as it is the newest to the collection), but something in my recent past has been drawing me to wear it first. Maybe its the subdued navy blue that has reflected my mood recently, or maybe its the fact that his melancholy lyrics have reflected some of my own feelings about this part of my life. Either way, I wear it with pride, normally under my red wool sweater I got 2 years ago as a christmas gift from my mother.

I especially like this t-shirt because I have a total of 4 john mayer t-shirts in my collection, all of which have special meaning. What I like about Mayer is that his albums tend to parallel my life (as any good musician makes his followers think... that he is speaking straight to them). I recently read his most current article in Rolling stone about him where he admits that this newer album is not his best work, which made me like him as an artist even more. Mayer is real. He is a work in progress; HUMAN, which i think many celebrities forget about. And while his job is to make sales, he has just admitted to his product being sub-par, and I think this makes him even more sellable.

But it isn't even ABOUT that! Its about he wrote an album, another poetically twisted novel like piece of work, and he is calling it sub-par and I still listen to it whenever I have 45 minutes to spare, because I believe it is one of those albums that needs to be listened to beginning to end.

And my FAVORITE song right now, "Half of my heart" (The lyrics I opened with), Mayer is telling someone that he cannot only function with half of his heart, which I relate to. I have worked several jobs at the same time, gone to school, and tried to remain a good Daughter, granddaughter, cousin, student, girlfriend, and burned out, & I feel myself doing this again. Growing up on a team has taught me to do everything with 100%, and when you work 6 jobs, XYZ, its damned near impossible to do that... My fuse has been lit, and Jobs, "I can't keep loving you/ with half of my heart..."

Failure is Not an option

Winners don't quit, they rest.

So after a week of "resting" (read: crying into my pillow silently everynight), I have decided on a few things for February:

1) No more 'what if's' about failure. It is just not happening

2) No moving back into your parentals. You're a big girl now.

3) No filing for unemployment: the ULTIMATE act of failure if you want MY opinion. (this was not even an option, but some people think it is, so I will dismiss it now)

I also have a to do list for February:

1) Sign up for my personal Trainer license

2) Think about the Zumba Certification (barf)

3) Wear my Band shirts.

I need to get my personal trainer license, so I can start working (like, more non-stressful hours). I decided I have some time to allot for studying, so long as I knuckle down, I could potentially have it by the middle of April, early May.

Zumba is not something I want to succumb to, but if i get desperate it will happen, it is a good gig and people like it. I just am having a hard time justifying that right now because I feel like you need to be a special breed of person to make that stuff happen, and I don't know if that's the person I want to be...

I have often joked that I have enough band shirts to wear them all twice in the month of February and not wash. I pride myself on this because they were all bought at concerts. This is another artistic exercise. Everyday I wear one I will remember why I got it (for some of these shirts it will be hard), but I always say that I am continually inspired by music, and so, there you are. I am not starting today, and Tuesdays in life right now are HELLISH!, so I will start the exercise on wednesday.

While I am here, I must thank everyone who has been supporting me through this. My sister has listened to me cry every monday in anticipation of tuesday, My grandmother who I often call to let her know I am still working, and Jolie, my bestfriend/roommate who has dealt and given advice about my mood swings from the beginning, and all three of them continually reminding me that God has a plan.

... But seeing as its february, I feel like I need to make a public affirmation to Dave. Dave and I have been unofficially dating for a year now. And a lot has changed in a year. A year ago I was fearless, with an ego and a vision and I thought I was invincible. I know that is the girl he fell in love with. The fearless, sassy, egotistical me who could do anything she wanted, and that's that. And today I stand before him, and God and Everyone else, a scared, tearful, roller-coaster basket-case who can't seem to get it together. And he could leave my one ring circus if he wanted, but he doesn't. And that has shown me that he really cares about me, because if I were him I probably would have been out by now (did I mention I can't STAND myself right now?)

Lucky for me, Dave doesn't read my blog. He despises public displays of affection, and I have been good to keep it to a minimum, but Dave has his own things to worry about, that I believe to be FAR bigger than my issues, and he has been a solid, patient, unwaivering presence in my life, who every time I want to throw my hands up, cry in hysterics and run away from this life, lovingly grabs me by the hands and leads me back to my goal. He reminds me that I can do whatever I put my mind to, and I am grateful to him for that.