i think our lives have just begun.

people test themselves on a daily basis, but majority not enough. we live in a state that we find most comfortable for our being, without a desire to seek greater heights, to test our limits to go beyond. we remain content. we play it safe.
i run, though i don't believe i have quite earned my title as a runner yet. today though, i came that much closer to it. i run often, a good pace at a decent length, but today was different.
the previous day, my boyfriend, a true, true runner, told me of his experiences in depth, the work that he put into being the person whom he is, the battle that he fought against himself and the odds against him on a daily basis. the thousands of miles that had allowed him to achieve that of which he deserved. all his accomplishments having been gained from experiences that no one could comprehend, that people never gave the much deserved respect, because they didn't know. they didn't know the sweat, pain, and passion put into those distances and lengths, those times and tenacity. they have no idea of the limits he pursued and overcame, they have no idea of who he really is, what fueled him.
what fueled him was the journey, not the destination, to challenge the world and the nonbelievers. he is truly an inspiration.
to gain true understanding of such greatness and pain endured, one must learn first hand. so to implement such, today i was out to get something more than the typical sweat, the regular heartbeat increase. i wanted to achieve what i was not sure i could achieve. i wanted to face that sense of not knowing if i could reach the end, i didn't want to play it safe. from the moment i woke up this morning, i had this very intention, to push myself to a point that was not sensible to the human mind. as i approached the moment i was to begin, i could feel the adrenaline rush through every aspect of my body.
go.
i took off. no regards to my surroundings or the lack of sense in the matter. just me and the ground beneath my feet. i was determined to not find my breaking point, but to find the point where every part of me told me to break, the point where i would refuse to give in. no matter the pain, the severity of my inability to breathe, the weakness in my limbs, i persevered on. i would not allow myself that sense of defeat. it was not the distance or speed that was in control, i was, those three miles were not meant to be overcome by anyone, but i did it. all odds told me to fall, to collapse, right there and then, but i didn't. i did it.
reaching the street pole that marked my completion, all my weight pressed against it. Brimmed with pain, light-headed, nausea, there was a sense of accomplishment.

this was not just finding my limits, this was finding myself. rather than hearing the words repeated from so many mouths, the identical terms of encouragement that no longer maintain their purpose. this was incomprehensible. i proved to myself that it's not impossible, nothing's impossible.
to sit on the sidewalk and watch the world go by, coming to terms with wishes and wants, its all a waste. basking in that of which we could have faced, should have faced, it gets us nowhere. remaining content with the simplistic pieces we are handed, that is nothing. but to look to pursue what you deemed improbable and following through, that is real, that is greatness, that is achievement.

currently listening to: falling away with you- muse

THIS is inspiration.

1984 LA Olympics- Joan Benoit

the magic's in the makeup.. who am i?

preparation for last night's incredible no doubt concert at the gibson amphitheater.

to finally get to see them perform was amazing for me. i mean, i've been patiently waiting for gwen to take a break from her, what i would like to call, maternity leave, so that they could finally get back together and go on tour. the wait was far past worth it. there was so much energy when they came on, it was insane. and to realize that gwen is 41 already, oh my goodness, you would never believe it by looking at her. those abs. wow.
i loved the feeling of knowing every song they performed and the excitement that came with each.
makes me proud to be an orange county girl :)
oh and the sounds that opened for them, kickass as well.

i do not take credit for any of the concert pictures or recordings above.

creative light burning bright.

i'm in need of of some creativity in my life.
so i'm returning back to my fashion roots and deciding to design something, especially since i found this old denim that has been sitting in the garage, all unused, lonely, and plain.
i was thinking a mini dress, since that has been another one of my cannot-have-enough-of pieces at the moment.

so good its almost just too much to believe

this past thursday was the epitome of amazing, left me speechless to say the least. i love him.
my gosh, i dislike being such a softy.

currently listening to: till there was you- the beatles

you're makin' me nervous

last night: went to the house of blues- great glass elevator, venus infers, the union line, and the jakes. all incredible :)
it was a great show, no doubt, except for the fact that i was not able to bring a camera into the place. damn. quite an incident there. tried bending the rules with that one. did not exactly work out in my favor, as i ended up having to take it the HOB merchandise place and pay them 3 fucking dollars to hold it for me in the end anyways.
but any who, i had never heard the union line before, but i really liked the chill vibe of their music. i definitely recommend.
here's a sample:

the one band i had actually heard of though and had been listening to for a while is venus infers. i adore their music. it just has a real original feel to it. and their song, you're makin' me nervous... oh man it gets me every time haha also another band i mos def recommend!
Venus Infers - "You're Makin' Me Nervous" - Promo

i also got to meet davis, the lead singer from venus infers. charming. too bad i did not have the option of taking a picture with him.
excuse my slight bitterness on the matter.
ugh i could have had so many good shots. but oh well, there's always other shows.
i'll def have pictures from my next musical adventure monday.. NO DOUBT!

rip her to shreds

saw a blog post from Style Scrapbook i believe it was a little while back, and became in lust with the diy look she had thought of for a t-shirt. My great liking for the look likely came from my current obsession with rips, tears and deconstruction, considering it was, in basic terms, a "ripped t-shirt."
but anywho, here's my rendition of the look. :)

currently listening to: trampled underfoot- led zeppelin

another dirty bird ain't givin' out a taste

kings of leon. there's just something about them.

and i'd say a big part of that something is their style. i am nearly intrigued by how they make such a monochromatic color scheme looks so great. the simplicity of their look along with the tightness of their pants seems to go well together. or maybe its just those big southern egos that stir vibrancy in their look.

"drinking too much and our egos — are what inspire us"- Caleb Followill.
now that's inspiring. haha

currently listening to: red morning light- kings of leon

damn this economy.

Image by @MSG via Flickr

so i'm on this extreme search for a job.
but can i find one? of course not.
right now i'm intending on applying to American Apparel, but I was abruptly stopped by the realization that i need a picture for my application.
that led to me to wonder... what the hell kind of picture do they want, taking into consideration that their ads often resemble soft core porn.

so it all comes down to...
i just need a really bad ass picture.

"Try, try, try to understand.....I'm a magic man"

i almost despise the orange county fair. it's just grown old, and the idea of mobile rides, i'll admit, kind of scares me.
but i do have to say, the fair did provide with a pretty sick concert.
Heart.
simply amazing. though i was surrounded by old people everywhere i looked, many in desperate need of some more clothing, it was def worth it.

the deathening heat on the street.

lake havasu, arizona.
all i can say is, hot.
i was hoping to get better shots out of this trip, but sadly, nothing of the sort happened.

ketchup.

i have some major catching up to do with my bloggeding.
being gone for a week really puts a person behind schedule.
especially when that person is computerless.

cliche of the day: "she's hot to trot"

off again, starting Sunday.
and i have to say, it's definitely an unwanted fleeing. the disgust in just the thought of the morbidly hot weather of Lake Havasu, Arizona.
agh. the agony of sitting in the heat, where even a swimsuit feels like too much clothing.

american apparel nylon tricot hooded swimsuit

in the meantime, i am on a mission to figure out why exactly i find a hooded swimsuit so appealing.

genius.