what i'd do

my room is the room in the front of the house and the windows face the street and early in the morning i hear motorcycles trying to outrace their buddies up the hill and at night when i get out of the shower cars are hustling& bustling by and if anything, it makes me feel... alone. & disconnected from whoever is in those cars. but if i could turn all of those cars into people i miss:

my mom
my pops
sissy
bro
granan
aunt rachel
jack
kelsea
valentine
kel
andy
maddie

everyone i have ever met

if i could do that, that's what i would do.

let's see

it's saturday.
i need to make an hour long contour drawing of something outside.
& buy some groceries.
i need paper towels because i have nowhere to wipe this bacon grease off.
(yes, bacon.)

this is what happened last night

obeying my body

maddie just left for home. (chardon.) twas a fun week that felt like a weekend. now, today is one of those days that my stomach whispers to me "stay in bed longer!!" and sometimes, (not always) it is very wise to listen to your stomach. so here i am. here's the meal we made last night. weird combo, perhaps. delicious? YES!

toasted english muffin
1 side melted mozzarella + baked acorn squash
2nd side avocado + spinach
side of fried portobello mushrooms + couscous

some aesthetic pleasure for a sunny day

one day i went to a beach. these are my friends shaina (shuh-nay-nay) jessica (messica) and michelle (meeee-shell.) and they are being photographed by yours truly on Edisto Beach, South Carolina. It's a nice public beach similar to Headlands in Mentor, which you might be familiar with. Much like Mentor, drinking is prohibited. We soon got kicked out after causing some harmless chaos in the bathroom. (John+girls bathroom= cops on four wheelers don't approve.) We still love Edisto anyway. (spring break '11)

one day my friends bobbie (pictured above) harold, madeline and i witnessed a secret convention taking place in good ol' nelson dining hall. (only the ballroom side) i think it was a fellow hunters meeting. either way, the couches plus the lighting in the lobby were way too enjoyable to not stay a few and lounge on. bobbie may look upset hence smothering her face with this pillow, but i assure you she is an aesthetic creature and the pillow just felt nice on her face. (spring '11)

one day i was going into my favorite place on campus (alden) and i ran into these two cuties. they were just finishing up a hoola session. not only were they quite talented, the sun was at its finest hour (7:30 pm) and it let me photograph these beauties with just the right amount of highlighting hitting their cute faces. thanks sun. (spring '11)

one night my three good friends had a party at their home. i didn't realize the punch was so strong and passed out in my friend's bed. i had a crush on this girl at the time and she came to meet me and rescued me from my dreamless stupor and then we went on an adventure in the rain where i proceeded to wipe out and dropped all of my spanish books in the rain. (they're still in the rain.) then afterward, we went to someone's house on Congress and people were wearing lots of flannel, hats, and drinking some blue substance. the photo above documents a night full of firsts. (winter 11')

wicked wednesday

tonight a doc is in the making.... possible topic ideas include:

1] something you think you'll never accomplish
2] describe the person who makes you feel the best (but don't say their name)
3] talk about your favorite person (but don't say their name)

TO THE PERSON READING THIS:
if you feel so inclined, you should comment by picking one of the prompts below and scribbling down a few words. i'd love to read it. or if you're too shy, i dare you to make a journal entry using of the questions. GO!~

sometimes you just have to take an old globe off its hinge and hang it from the ceiling using a piece of old hemp... to gain some inspiration.

next time on the blog of barefoot wanderings:
the perfect meal.
(complete with pictures.)
most likely will include eggs, basil, tomatoes, and cheese.. oh,
and of course avocado

things that feel good

plums after bike rides
curling up in the library all day when its 100 degrees outside
hugging a really tall friend
sitting in mcdonalds journaling
waking up early and sitting on the porch
when i can tell a friend is listening
soft bellies
twirling others hair
forgetting which ways up and down while under water
swimming farther than you think you can
not having to say anything
when someone notices you're not that mysterious
bacon in my mouth
tomatoes+salt
the smell of basil
dirt between my toes
sweating so much it feels natural
focusing on something for so long that you could do it it for another 3 hours and it would be fine
sprinting
walking with kelley mack late at night

it's all happening

It's the 84 year old man who lets you type in his words onto the computer and the young Chinese professor who tells you to remember he is 84 and you must treat him like he is your grandpa i've never had a grandpa before and now your face makes me tickle and your anthropology professor who buys you a beer and is eager to laugh when you're not funny and who makes pop culture references he wants to be listened to in class and it's your friend who runs across the street brings back a jelly jar of wine and an ice cream container for you and your dearest friend who lets you sob in her lap and it's your best friend who brings in your speakers so you can watch a movie while drunkenly falling asleep and your friend from out of town who lays with you all night its everyone eager to love love love and once you know heartbreak it feels like no one should ever let anybody close yet here we are its here and now and we're doing it because what else can we do