i don't know, but i've been told
when the music gets down in your soul
it makes you want to lose control
and there ain't nothin' wrong with that

robert randolph and the family band, ain't nothin' wrong with that



road trippin' this weekend to visit friends at college. i'm excited and ready to have a good time! i've been way too bored this past week.

...i see a happy ending if i stand up tall

it is officially september and i couldn't be more thrilled. fall is my favorite season, hands down, and this year autumn is made even more sweet because it brings with it my entrance into the collegiate world. i still have not moved in to school yet (my college is on a trimester system so we don't start until mid to late september), and i am bored out of my mind all alone at home. all my friends have been enjoying college life for weeks now and i can't wait for my turn!

for me, fall always conjures up images of warm sweaters and cute coats, scarves and hats and mittens, chilly morning walks with coffee or tea or hot cocoa, beautiful foliage both on the trees and scattered on the ground, the smell of apples and cinnamon, snuggling up with blankets (and boys), and so much more.

i truly believe it is a magical time of year, and i can't wait to see what this fall has in store for me.

five gossip girl songs i can't stop listening to:

1. albert hammond jr, hard to live (in the city)
so just lay your head down low/don't let anybody know/that it's hard to live, it's hard to live in the city/tell all those questions i have no answers/i wish that i could sit in the sun

2. the virgins, one week of danger
well is there something that you like about her?/yes/i like the way that her body bends in half/and is there something that you love about her?/no/there ain't a woman in this world i won't let go/come on baby/we get along/one week of danger's not very long/let's get together and get it on/let's get these clothes off before i'm gone

+sexy and fun, just the way i like it ;) a perfect song for chuck

3. soho dolls, stripper
don't touch the girls/don't kiss the girls/i have the right to pull the girls/get in a fight on every night/the scratches, the bruises, and the bites/but i wanna touch/and i wanna kiss/and if you say no then i will persist/with you tonight/you'll make it right/you're wetting my appetite/you can call me x/you can call me y/you can call me z/you can come and try/come and try...

+more sexy, more fun, with the added bonus of playing over one of the best gossip girl scenes EVER

4. aqualung, something to believe in
we stumble into our lives/reach for a hand to hold/and any wonder/we need to find a certain something, certain/turn out the lights and what are you left with?/open up my hand and find out their empty/press my face to the ground/i've gotta find a reason/just scratching around for something to believe in

5. mgmt, time to pretend
this is our decision to live fast and die young/we've got the vision/now let's have some fun/yeah it's overwhelming/but what else can we do?/get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?/forget about our mothers and our friends/we are fated to pretend

i love new york. i love the buildings and the constant activity and the people and the smell. i am counting down the days (years) until i can move there. for now i guess i'll just be thankful that i'm only a train ride away.

i can't believe how soundly i slept
next to you in your tiny twin bed
toe to toe, head to head
i'd spin you about, but my room is a mess
you quickly stretched, you couldn't care less
how'd we get so blessed?

johnny gallagher, that time you fell

it's not that i want to go
but you learn your heart just tells you so
sometimes it's time and i'm gone, i'm sorry

i am sorry that i can't be the person you wanted me to be
i gave you all my best; i'm afraid you'll have to steal the rest
good luck finding where it went

johnny gallagher, gone, sorry

you don't want the blur,
but you sure need the buzz.

johnny gallagher, beggar, chooser

"we live our lives, do whatever we do, and then we sleep - it's as simple and ordinary as that. a few jump out the windows or drown themselves or take pills; more die by accident; and most of us, the vast majority, are slowly devoured by some disease or, if we're very fortunate, by time itself. there's just this for consolation: an hour here or there when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we've ever imagined, though everyone but children (and perhaps even they) knows these hours will inevitably be followed by others, far darker and more difficult. still, we cherish the city, the morning; we hope, more than anything, for more."

michael cunningham, the hours

"we create the illusions we need to go on. and one day, when they no longer dazzle or comfort, we tear them down, brick by glittering brick, until we are left with nothing but the bright light of honesty. the light is liberating. necessary. terrifying. we stand naked and emptied before it. and when it is too much for our eyes to take, we build a new illusion to shield us from its relentless truth."

libba bray, the sweet far thing

five songs you should download immediately:

1. you're so pretty, field music
i won't shut up/i know that i should/i'd rather stay in the time when i saw a smile on your face/you're so pretty i could talk to you all night/i could sit here, i could talk to you all night

2. twilight, future of forestry
so enter the other side/it sounds like a lullaby/in this twilight we are pale/on this frail side nothing else could be so real/is it nostalgia?/is it the sun?/cause it won't leave us alone/and we're still young

3. road to somewhere, goldfrapp
three o' clock, i'm on my way/on the road to somewhere/little clouds like wounds that blow away/listening to the radio like a friend that guides me/playing out every song we used to know/dream, dream, you're not too late/sweet road to somewhere else/bring it on, come along, on the road to somewhere/take our time, see the signs, on the road to somewhere

4. chasing pavements, adele
i'd build myself up and fly around in circles/wait then as my heart drops and my back begins to tingle/finally, could this be it?/should i give up or should i just keep chasing pavements?/even if it leads nowhere/or would it be a waste?/even if i knew my place, should i leave it there?

5. your rocky spine, great lake swimmers
and the mountains said i could find you here/they whisper the snow and the leaves in my ear/i traced my finger along your trails/your body was the map, i was lost in there/floating over your rocky spine/the glaciers made you and now you're mine/the sky was dark, but you were clear/they told me to be careful up there/where the wind rages through your hair