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Christie's Locket

Gold, Guarded Memories

19 July
I realized a few weeks ago that I am not done dealing with something I thought I had wrapped up. It's not that I was in denial or anything, or that I am really messed up, it's just that I thought I was at a place where I could look back on it and be happy. I thought I was through all the hard stuff. And I guess I'm not. So I decided to make this blog as a way to cope with it and put stuff out in the open, for the whole wide web to see.

In this blog you will most likely get a view of me a a sad, depressing emo kid who sits in her room all day and thinks about how much life sucks. This is definitely not the case. I'm generally a happy person, though also generally a bit stressed. It happens when you're a college student. :) I love Jesus, I love music, I love poetry and philosophy and photography. I have blonde hair and bluish-gold-green eyes. I love my dog Blu and my sisters, and I couldn't have asked for better parents. I am apparently a creeper, according to my friends, and extraordinarily talented at creating awkward moments. When I was ten my friend and I convinced ourselves that we were aliens and proceeded to draw pictures of the creatures that inhabited the rest of the universe with us. I'm a little weird, but who isn't, and I'm a lot romantic. I'm into the icky, sticky, ooey, gooey, lovey, dovey, oh-so-heart-warming love that is usually showcased in Disney movies. But don't worry, I'm a bit of a realist, too. I have incredible optimism when it comes to love, but I also know what's more impossible than probable. I can keep dreaming, though. Man, I could go on like that for a while.

As you can see, there's more to me than just dealing with this right now. But I do feel like this is something I need to do, as a coping mechanism for my resurfaced emotional scars. Thanks for listening. <3
20s-50s music, antigone, apple-picking, atlantis, awkward, ben harper, billy joel, birds, blonde, braddigan, breakfast at tiffany's, brooke frasier, butterflies, calvin & hobbes, cinema paradiso, clouds, constellations, coping, creativity, cuddling, damnit i love musicals!, dead poet's society, death of a salesman, disney, disney movie soundtracks, down with love, ella fitzgerald, elvis, emily dickinson, empty notebooks to fill, eric whitacker, experiments, fairytales, flying, frank sinatra, frankie valli, friends, gavin degraw, gershwin, goo goo dolls, good will, good will hunting, graveyards, guitars, hamlet, hearts, heath ledger, holding hands, hollow kingdom, invisibility, iron and wine, jack johnson, jack's mannequin, jamie cullum, jesus, john mayer, josh groban, joy, keane, lauren candler, life, listening to my records, lockets, looking into someone's eyes, love, matchbox twenty, matt costa, matt wertz, mermaids, michael buble, michael jackson, music, norah jones, pan's labyrinth, pan;s labyrinth, paulo nutini, pens and pencils, phil collins, philosophy, photography, pianos, pididdle!, pirates, playing tag, poetry, praying, prince eric, princesses, ray charles, record players, reel big fish, robert frost, scouring goodwill for goodfinds, shakespeare, she & him, simon & garfunkel, singing, skiing, sleeping, snow, spooning, stargazing, sweden, tally hall, the andrews sisters, the beach boys, the beatles, the bible, the gabe dixon band, the giver, the hush sound, the mills brothers, the police, the temptations, the universe, theater, thinking, tie-dye, tragedy, trauma, twilight, u2, water