room at the top

i got a room at the top of the world tonight
i got a room at the top of the world tonight and i ain't coming down....

that song has been running in my head since last night when i read an article about tom petty and his new album. he mentioned that when he played a show with the black crows kate hudson asked him to play "room at the top' and he said it would be a cold day in hell before he played that song live. he didn't tell her that but thats what he said he was thinking. he said the song was too painful to play live. he said that he doesn't even remember writing most of the songs on that album because he was going through so much emotional pain in his life at that time. it got me to thinking how often people won't play certain songs because they hurt too much....but those are the ones i usually end up liking the most. "room at the top" is such a sweet melancholic yet resigned kind of song. i guess i just really like songs that make you feel something. i know thats very simplistic and generalizing but its so hard to put into my own words what so many people have already done in their songs . they speak for themselves. its like the cliche that when you're in the most misery the most beautiful art can be made. bob dylan said that he couldn't understand how anybody could say that they enjoy blood on the tracks because it was full of so much pain. but thats my favorite album. i guess its so stripped down and raw that you can't help but relate to it. it hits you on like an instinctual level that you can't deny because its so real. i don't know, i'm really rambling and trying to make sense of whats in my head but i think what i really like is the fact that bob can put into words what most of us wish we could. but thats one reason why i appreciate him so much. he's already said what i wish i could say sometimes.

anyway, on a lighter note, its funny how my roomate decided to rearrange our house a week before we're supposed to move. i actually really like the new arrangement in the living room. in the middle of taking down all her stuff from the walls she surprised me by hanging up all my pictures from my senior show that were just sitting there stacked up against each other against the wall collecting dust since may when i finally got them from the bed and breakfast. there was always so much other stuff on the walls that was already there before i moved in so i didn't have room to hang them up. its nice to see them on the walls even if its just for another 5 days. oh well, i guess i can hang them up in my new place just as well. my own place.....oh i can't wait i can't wait i can't i can't wait!

20

yay i finished two papers in two days and now i'm about to go play doubles with our new Indian friends from salsa nite. Should be fun. i only have one more week of school left and i also have to move out all of my stuff in that time. wish me luck. but i'm going to see bob on the 17th in augusta georgia! this will mark my 20th time to see him live. wow, i surpised myself with that one. i just realized i never finished our adventures from the last tour. i'm really bad about starting a story and not finishing it. i think i get overwhelmed and need to include every little detail so i give up. but i'm turning a new leaf, no more unfinished bandaid stories.

we slept in parking lots...

its always fun to fake people out in the campus parking lots. parking at fsu really sucks so people will be waiting in their cars in the parking garages for people walking to their cars so they can take their spots. my problem is that i can never remember where i parked so i could be walking around the lot for a really long time trying to find my car while this random car will be following me around the parking lot so they can take my spot. i kind of feel bad at first because they have to follow me on the wild goose chase to find my car but then it becomes comical watching their face as i take them all over the parking garage. they usually find another one before i actually find my car. today this guy was waiting right by the entryway into the gargage for people about to leave and he followed me for like 10 minutes in reverse the whole time. now thats perseverance. parking spots are a very special commodity around these parts.

rusted pipes

i was thinking about something somebody said to me a couple weeks back. i was waiting on my car to get new tires at walmart and i went to the walmart mcdonald's, yes it has a mcdonalds inside it. in case one biggest corporation in america in one building wasn't enough, we have to combine them. and i love it! bring on the fries and $5 dvd's! what could be a better combo than that. yes if you couldn't tell i have mixed feeling about this merger. so anyways, Some guy standing next to me as i'm suggaring up my coffee points to it and says "that that stuff will rust your pipes" i was about to yell after him that it was decaf but he jetted outta there faster than um something really fast. or maybe he was talking about the sugar, who knows. he didn't stick around long enough for me to find out. maybe he though by leaving so abruptly after offering such a statement to a stranger would have more impact. i guess he thought he did his good deed for the day warning me about the evil that is coffee. it made me laugh though, i kinda wish more people would say random things like that to me while i'm making my coffee. i could have like a designated coffee comment maker.

i went salsa dancing for the first time last night. i have to say it very fun. it was nice having guys come up to you asking you to dance in a nonbooty dance way. the place was a nice departure from the usual skanky club which is all i thought that tallahassee has to offer, but this place, atlantis, wasn't filled with smoke and i felt pretty comfortable there. i didn't have to shout to talk to people either which was nice. we showed up around 9:30 and we thought we were too late for the salsa lesson but we didn't miss much. althoug i think the actual dance we learned that night was something other than salsa, i don't remember the name of it. anyway i thought i had it down pat. i thought all those dance lessons at 5 really paid off. sort of. the first guy i danced with was realy nice and patient. dancing by myself is one thing but with a partner is a whole different story. i'm not good at following a lead. its so much harder to coordiante with someone else when you're barely cooridinated by yourself. i could tell this kyle guy was getting a little annoyed with me but he kept smiling despite my inability to coordinate. i was surprised though, he asked me to dance again that night. i also danced with someone who had no skills whatsoever and that was fun. there were four of us that went and exactly four guys came up to us after the lesson which just happened to match our group of four and decided to buy us all drinks. they say they all knew each other but i really wonder if they all just huddled together before coming up to us and decided that they would all pretend they knew each other so they could match us in numbers. they were all nice enough, one of them ended up being the brother of one of the girls in the art therapy program! weird. 2 of them were from india and want to play doubles with me and amity now since we told them we play tennis. they said they like to play just about every sport here because they didn't get to play sports much in india.A.J said that it would cost like $25 just to play tennis there. ouch. the other guy vince was really really really drunk but tried to hide it by trying to act like he was sincerely interested about why i went into art therapy....as we were leaving and in the middle of getting one of our new friends to take our picture, this really short peruvian guy came right up to us while we were posing asking us to dance. we told him nicely we were in the middle of a picture but that did not stop him. he kept tapping on amity and mindy's arm asking them to dance and finally one of the guys, vince, taking our picture told him to come stand by him and he started pretending like he was dancing with him. the peruvian guy was so drunk that he went along with it and they were dancing together while vince was taking our pictures with 3 different cameras. he could juggle pretty good. it was one of the funniest things i have ever seen. he got in a picture with us too which i would post but i still have to figure out how to do that on here.

now i think i'm going to go start reading my new book i got on sale at borders, yes borders molly! not that you're that excited about working there but i found a copy of johnny cash's autobiography for like $7! i was and am still psyched about that.

collectively chaotic

today was my last day with the jeep. so sad. tomorrow i must turn it in for my red saturn. *sigh* all good things must come to an end. i feel sort of like a traitor to my saturn, like i've been cheating. but once you go jeep liberty, you don't wanna go back.

i wrote a silly poem in my art materials class about this found object sculpture we did. i don't have a title for it yet but here goes,

Something thrown away,
made it here today.
i don't know what to say
there's life and some decay
trying to make assemblance
of objects long forgotten
spanish moss and dental floss
and a pile of junk gone rotten
a pine cone here and a rusted pipe there,
put them both together, my what a lovely pair.
there's meaning in this madness
a kind of collective chaotic sadness
man and nature, nature and man
trying to bridge the gap the way that only art can..

global warming

instead of finishing a paper of which i have a total of one page written, that is due tomorrow morning at 8;30, i'm watching will ferrel videos i got from a friend of mine on facebook. i hope you enjoy, procrastinating or not...