A glass house and some neon trees.

For the past few months, I had planned on attending the Neon Trees (Chris Allen's band) show in Pamona at the Glass House. But I later found out that James had a court of honor that same night that started the same time that the concert did. Fortunately, Neon Trees were headlining and weren't going to be on until 10pm, which game me enough time to go to the court of honor and the show. It was great! I rode up with Corinne, her brother Cameron, and Brandi. Alyssa was going to come but had to work until 9 and then got lost on her way. Apparently she was driving for like three hours and had directions to a different glass house haha. We missed her! It was a bummer because we could have given her ticket to Julia who has wanted to see the trees for a long time now. Maybe next time. As always, Neon Trees put on an incredible show! The venue was sweet too. We saw a ton of people from Murrieta there. And I met up with Allyson Anderson, my friend from BYU, who I haven't seen in a while. We sang and danced and screamed until our throats hurt...and then some. Neon Trees played songs from their album "Habits" which came out in March.






After the show we met Allyson and her sister's friends at BJ's and got pizzookies! It took us a while to figure out how to get there from the Glass House, even with the directions Corinne put in her phone a few days before haha. We ended up getting on the 60 freeway in the opposite direction so that we could turn around and go the right way. We eventually got there though, and had just enough time to order before the kitchen closed.

And So It Begins...

During my junior year of high school, I read a book called A Separate Piece. Though I did not read the entire book (sorry Mr. Aitcheson) I did find a quote that I've come to love:

"Everyone has that moment in history which belongs particularly to him. It is the moment when his emotions achieve their most powerful sway over him, and afterward when you say to this person "the world today" or "life" or "reality" he will assume that you mean this moment, even if it is fifty years past. The world, through his unleashed emotions, imprinted itself upon him, and he carries the stamp of that passing moment forever"

I love my life. And I want to document those thoughts, relationships, and experiences that will continue to influence me. I hope that this silly little blog will become a means of keeping and sharing the stuff that means the most to me. Even simple things. After all, "being happy isn't having everything in your life be perfect. Maybe it's about stringing together all the little things" (The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants).