drive all over town

i was somewhat disappointed in the lack of originality in my dream last night, but it was still pretty odd and random. as per usual, there's no starting point- i'm just suddenly driving my dad's car, a mint green ford 500, to the dealership. it was sunny and i felt relaxed even though i was about to do something terribly stupid. i drive through a familiar area and arrive at the ford dealership my dad got the car from. i get out of the car and walk into the building, asking to speak to a sales representative. i continue to state that i wish to sell my dad's car to them immediately. for some reason, probably because it was a dream, the sales rep accepts my offer and takes the car key out of my hand. i then decide to buy my dad a ford dealership shirt, thinking this purchase would make up for the fact that i just sold his car without any discussion and seemingly on a whim. i walked home with a tee shirt in place of a car and ran into my mom. the second i saw her, it hit me. i got rid of my dad's car and my dad loves cars, especially his. i remember feeling panicked and nervous, like a little kid who just dropped their bowl of ice cream topped with chocolate syrup on the brand new carpet. even though the difference between a wall with sloppy crayon drawings on it and a missing car is quite large, the feeling was the same- i did something dumb and i thought of the consequences way too late. i woke up from this dream sweaty and thinking i was going to be in a huge amount of trouble. after the sleepy fog lifted, i realized the only thing i had done wrong was sleep a few minutes late and would need to rush to catch a train.

fuel for the hate game

there's one concept i have never seemed to grasp- the notion of not caring. i don't understand how or why it's "cool" to not care about anything or anyone. how could that possibly boost someone's image or social standing? the whole "i don't give a fuck" attitude isn't endearing or charming. it's a red flag to others telling them that that particular person is socially inept and most likely self important. it's wonderful to be confident but it's simply irritating to be cocky. i strive for deeper and stronger connections with the ones i care about. for the most part, the people i care about do the same. i can't imagine a life full of yeah's, sure's, okay's, whatever's, and fine's. i thrive on something more meaningful and sincere. i prefer i love you's, i hate you's, absolutely's, and absolutely not's. there's a definitive passion in people that are aware of those around them. lots of people have this "holier than thou" complex. the joy of being human and having this in depth thought process is that we can appreciate differences among us yet everyone seems so resistant to utilize this. what makes their opinions, likes/dislikes, and hobbies so much better than everyone else's? if you like to skydive, that's cool. i personally like being in the ocean rather than the sky but if that's what you're into- awesome, not my place to judge. you like filet mignon? great, i prefer chilean sea bass but we can totally agree to disagree and manage to have an intelligent conversation on something other than our surf or turf preferences. you listen to flo rida, garth brooks, and the doors? fine by me, just don't ram your favorite bands down my throat and i'll appreciate where you're coming from. in return i expect people to not hear what i listen to and scoff at my taste. it makes for an uncomfortable and unnecessary situation. these are simple things that make a big difference. one person is no better than another because of their scene or opinions. it's just part of what makes that person up. it doesn't always have to be this big tug of war between whose thoughts are cooler than the other's. i feel like all people care about now is how they look in the eyes of their peers rather than caring about them. it seems a bit backwards to me. i've been guilty of this myself in the past but the difference here is that i acknowledge it. there are numerous individuals out there that truly, deeply think that they are always right and their way is the only way. that's a frightening fact. not caring seems like a lonely world filled with insecurity, shitty relationships with the people around you, and a pent up anger at seemingly nothing. i'm not saying hug every stranger you see, but maybe put some more effort towards showing the company you keep that you'd actually like to keep them. besides caring, these are some other things that make me happy.

uniquely decorated mugs, making my own typefaces, running at night, free shipping and handling, woody harrelson, finishing a project and actually liking it, craisins, rag magazines.

take the wheel and steer

my spring break has come and gone quite fast and even though i didn't go away on vacation or to cancun or something else cliche, i still enjoyed it. just taking a break from manhattan and school was all i needed. i did a lot of work, but not having to go into the city made all the difference. i was able to get two of my closest friends in the same place for an old school sleep over, complete with home made pizza and chocolate milk. though our tastes have changed from extra cheese pizza to shrimp and zucchini pizza and instead of pancakes, we prefer coffee and oatmeal with cranberries- we are essentially the same exact people we were when we are together. the three of us reverted back to how we were in high school and we laughed so hard at the same six to eight year old jokes. it was an alcohol and drug free night, but we acted like we were out of our minds which is always how it was years ago. it was refreshing, to say the least. the weather during break did not look promising in the beginning, but by wednesday things started to look bright. honestly, all i need is sunlight. i spent the early part of my days from then on in running outside, longboarding, and just being outside even if it meant taking all my homework with me. my sister and i went out to greenport and orient together and had a spectacular time. we left by 11am and got back home at around 6:30pm. we laughed a lot, had tasty wraps, walked around the town, and got some gourmet candy for the ride home. i had no idea they made gourmet orange slices so i was all over the two the store had left. i also took a lot of reference photos for one of my projects which was perfectly timed since the sun was out and it was the right time of day to take said pictures. i got at least five trucks to honk at my car dancing and almost caused my sister to run the car off the road because she was laughing so hard at my pure stupidity. i also found out that tara can not pump her own gas. i ripped her apart for that one. i feel lucky that i have a sibling that i can really get along with. we're polar opposites for the most part except for our humor and the fact that we love each other unconditionally. we have the dumbest jokes that no one understands but us and we tell each other we hate each other casually. as much as we bitch about the other, we are fortunate that we have a good relationship and can look at spending a day with one another in a positive light.

another thing i did over break was send out my resume to a lot of different companies. the chance that any of these places will call me back is highly unlikely, but i figured i should at least get my name in their systems now even before i graduate. it really hit me that i'm going to be a real live grown up soon and instead of being nervous, i smile at the thought of starting something completely new. i have no idea where i'll be in a year from now and i actually like that. there are so many roads i could go down and maybe i'll go down a lot of them. of course, my nerves flare up a little bit as anyone's would but the overriding feeling through this whole process has been a positive one. i can't wait to start whatever it is i'll be doing. it's bizarre and invigorating at the same time. to continue with this string of good things, here's my happy list.

music that fits a particular mood, car rides, quality time with whoever, letting go of inhibition, throwing caution to the wind, gourmet orange slices, taking care of myself first and foremost, old dogs, standing on a rotting dock, the sense of possibility, being productive, milking the day for all it's worth, driving with all the windows open, meaningful conversations, not so meaningful conversations.