Today

today was great overall. i slept great. i spent time with a loved one. i bought a new dress. i did some illegal shit. anyways. im happy.

happy > drama

isn't it crazy to think that your life, anyone's life, doesn't really matter. as humans or maybe just as Americans, we tend to neglect the fact that the little things that make us mad are so insignificant to the rest of the universe. if you compare our existence to the shit that's out there, like Jupiter or everything trumps everything we worry about. i don't mean to be negative. i mean to give out a wake up call. in reality it doesn't matter if you missed one homework assignment, got grounded, or didn't get into college. if you put everything into perspective it's okay. I have no excuse for complaining about anything. my life is so good. the stuff that makes me cry with frustration or mope with regret should not get me down. it doesn't fucking matter! instead of wishing things were different. so that's today's message. put your life next to everything else that lives and make it equal. act the way you want people to remember you as. don't get caught up in petty shit, because it will only hold you down. be happy. be free. be yourself.

much love, sol

I like big butts and I wanna die

I'm going to start this post off lightly.

Today in 6th period math class, my friends starting singing "I Like big Butts and I cannot lie" by Sir MixALot.
I hadn't realized, until that second, how much i loathe that song.
I don't mean to sound pessimistic, but I fucking hate it.

First off, I'm not bashing big asses.
Props to you if you have a fat one.
I just find the song is ridiculous and after the one jillionth time hearing it, i have come to realize how much i hate it.
I'm all for expressing creativity, and if the man likes ass, good for him.
But do you really need to make it a song? an ass anthem that everyone knows the words to?
I think not.
Not only do I dislike the lyrics:

"Mixalot's in trouble
Beggin for a piece of that bubble"

but the way he snarls out synonyms for butts makes me want to cry.
it's fucking creepy.
It makes my skin crawl.
It's so gross.

And have you seen the video?

he looks like a pervert.
He's short, old, and ugly.
Like what are you doing?
Dancing on mountains of coffee colored ass still won't make you more than a one hit wonder.

If I counted the times I have ever heard this song, I'd have enough money to erase it from history.
Goodness.
And with all the money that this man used to create ass mountains for the video, he could be fighting against world hunger or some shit.

Mixalot now appears on VH1 specials like "Greatest 90's hits" or "I love the 1500's" and all he ever seems to talk about is big butts in spandex.

Fuck you, Sol

Vanessa Paradis, total babe.

if your last name is paradise, you automatically have something cool about you.

so not many people, here in america, in my experience at least, talk about vanessa. she's the girlfriend (possibly wife now) of johnny depp. she's a talented singer, actor, and model from france. she got her first big hit in the 80's for joe le taxi.



the cute gap in her teeth, and her sweet voice, and her ability to make what ever she says feel genuine, makes her a likely candidate for the most beautiful women in the world. i wish i could give more background info on her, but i'm not really in the mood. i found this clip of her talking about johnny the other day, and the stuff she was so saying was so cute, and in many ways the truth. i'm really impressed by the way she makes true love seem so simple.

check it out



what do you think?

love, sol

Let's go to the aquarium!

Because love(is always love)

Because when I see the jet blue night sky I think of you,
Making the seemingly distant stars, proximal.
Because when I walk these aged gray streets aimlessly,
Like a map, you lead me to rapture.
Because your arms bear marks of experience,
That soothe my restless mind with refuge.
Because you look beautiful when you sleep,
Face(peaceful)dreaming.
Because my insides glow like your eyes in the august sun,
Whenever you’re here.
Because you make me feel feathery,
Weightless.
Because your skin is warm like fiery ambers,
The best blanket.
Because you won’t let me fall into the inferno,
But would go to salvage me.
Because you don’t ever let go,
Of my hand or soul.

Because I loved you yesterday.
Because I loved you today.
Because I love you continually.

Sorry...

So first off, I'd like to publicly apologize for my absence these past weeks. I've kind of been in a road-block mentally. Not to mention the fact that I've had a shit ton of work to do. Today's post is short and sweet, but I plan on writing frequently this upcoming week.

Have you ever met your idol?

The highlight of my week was that
I got to meet my(&evan&bobbie&aleks') favorite skater. Not to mention that he's also swiss.
What a coincidence.
I also punched him, because I got so excited.

My most favorite conversation ever;

I told Aleks that if she spoke in polish I would respond in swiss. Bobbie Jean would also speak her native tongue of spanish.
"Que tu quieres?"
So after talking in these foreign languages for about 10 minutes, we noticed that we had gotten his attention.
he whispered to his friend, "I think they're french..."
His friend turned to us and was like, "Where are you guys from?"
Aleks screamed out, "We're swedish!" and I was like "No we're swiss!"
His friend was like, "I've been to Geneva, it's really clean."
He just smiled.

Later we got him to sign some stuff.
He had trouble though, because we all have random names.

Aleksandra-- "That's a beautiful name"
Bobbie Jean-- "'y" or an "ie"
Solveig-- "You're gonna have to spell that"

It's pretty cool meeting a person that you talk about all the time. It's like surreal.
Well anyways, it's hard to post how excited I was to meet him, but check out this picture!
I look stupid, but he looks happy. So I'm syked!

negative + negative = positive... right?

i'm sick of the same frustrations. i'm sick of myself. kind of. i feel uninspired... but inspired by my uninspiredness. does that make sense? i'm a hypocrite because the same things that annoy me, i do. i wish i could swim in the dead sea, because i feel like the salt would kill the bad parts of me. did you know that the dead sea can sometimes cure arthritis? you also don't have to know how to swim, because the minerals make you float like wood. so cool.

i want to publicly apologize for my negativity. i wanna blame it on the winter. or maybe on the a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol.

- Sol