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ois:   This is the waterpark at West Edmonton Mall. It looks very different now, but this is what the tube ride looked like when I was a kid. I went on those rides so many times in my childhood, I can still picture every turn and waterfall in my head. One time I got stuck and couldn’t get myself moving again and my family was swept onwards with the current and other people kept going past and none of the lifeguards were around to help me and I thought I was going to be stuck there forever. Tube rides still make me feel very anxious.

ois:

 

This is the waterpark at West Edmonton Mall. It looks very different now, but this is what the tube ride looked like when I was a kid. I went on those rides so many times in my childhood, I can still picture every turn and waterfall in my head.

One time I got stuck and couldn’t get myself moving again and my family was swept onwards with the current and other people kept going past and none of the lifeguards were around to help me and I thought I was going to be stuck there forever. Tube rides still make me feel very anxious.

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My Record Club: What Is My Record Club?

myrecordclub:

Like a book club, My Record Club exists to share discussions, reviews, opinions, fan art, and other collaborative postings all related to a weekly featured album. Each week’s featured album is voted on by the followers of the blog, usually under a given topic or theme for the week.

Everyone…

Come geek out over music with Alan and friends!

I did quite a bit of traveling last summer. You may have missed it. I’m terrible at documenting my travels.

One evening in July those travels took me to Amsterdam with Lidewij, Sanne, and James*. Most of this trip was a blur, so I am grateful Sanne captured some footage to bring me back to this moment. I do remember being very excited by this big gathering of people dancing in the street. I think there was a dancing dog at the centre of it? We stopped and watched for a while, but something about being around Lidewij just makes you want to drop everything and dance**. So we did.

There is nothing quite like just letting go and dancing on the street in a foreign city with friends you only get to hug once a year.

* My Leakycon 2011 roomies.

** I swear it’s her superpower.

White Keds

I remember reading an article (in some women’s magazine, I think?) about a person who bought a new pair of white Keds every time they felt they needed a fresh start. I think I do the same thing with Moleskine journals.

I’ve been using Moleskines for nearly five years. I’ve used them as agendas, daily planners, travel planners, travel journals, sketchbooks, scrapbooks, pensieves, quote journals, reading journals, video planners, to-do lists, school notebooks, work notebooks… you name it.

But not once have I filled a Moleskine cover to cover.

There isn’t necessarily a problem in that. It’s remarkable how freeing and motivating it can be to start fresh with a new notebook. Yet I can’t help but feel some regret looking at all these half-filled journals. In each of these is a forgotten idea, an abandoned project, moments of losing motivation or losing myself.

I really don’t like New Year’s resolutions, but I’ll admit that I started a new Moleskine today and I’m quietly setting a goal to fill the whole book.

Do you do something when you need a fresh start?

laughingsquid: Old Maid Cards c.1960s My grandma used to have a deck of cards exactly like this. I don’t remember much about her or her house or this game, but in my memory we would play this in her living room, surrounded by overstuffed floral furniture. I could never hold all of my cards, so instead she would let me spread my cards out on the the gaudy glass coffee table (Did it have gold trim? I can’t remember. Probably.) and lay underneath to play. It must have been terribly annoying, waiting for me to crawl under the table for each turn. I thought it was the greatest thing ever.

laughingsquid:

Old Maid Cards c.1960s

My grandma used to have a deck of cards exactly like this. I don’t remember much about her or her house or this game, but in my memory we would play this in her living room, surrounded by overstuffed floral furniture. I could never hold all of my cards, so instead she would let me spread my cards out on the the gaudy glass coffee table (Did it have gold trim? I can’t remember. Probably.) and lay underneath to play. It must have been terribly annoying, waiting for me to crawl under the table for each turn. I thought it was the greatest thing ever.

lexcanroar:

Bad Feeling #46: 

that awful in-between; at the end of a holiday before real life begins, when someThing is over but the next Thing hasn’t yet begun, when the past is a comfort and the future is unknown. being unsure. wasting time not being as happy as you could or should or would be, and how much worse the Bad Feeling gets when you realise how little time you really have. 

lexcanroar

Lesliefoundhergrail: Online Friendships.

Leslie has done an excellent job of putting my thoughts into words.

foundhergrail:

It was a lot harder to leave VidCon this time around than last time. I hadn’t felt this much boo-hooeyness since my first gathering in 2009. That could have been because we were stewing in goodbyes for hours. Either way, it was really difficult. 

Three years ago, I said in a long lost blog that my friends from YouTube are helping me learn so much about myself and the world around me. Because I’m exposed to different types of people with different lives, I’m more well-rounded as a person.

Online friendships take work, because you are given a challenge from the start. You must talk in your free time in abundance since there is no coincidence of just running into your friends in the same location. That challenge also makes you wade out the bullshit- you’re not going to waste your time on the Internet with people you don’t want to talk to. We are a lot more tolerant to those we see all the time at work, school, whatever. If you’re friends with someone online, that’s because you urged for that to happened, not from just being in a same location. Neither of these types of friendships are any better or worse than the other, but I think there’s something interesting about a set of relationships that required so much fighting against odds. 

I also said three years ago that when I’m leaving these people behind, I’m leaving a bit of myself. I never understood why that was an actual thing until last night, when VidCon was over and I was at the beach surrounding a bonfire with 9 other amazing people. I wasn’t leaving just any random parts of me, I was leaving the best parts behind. 

Have you ever realized a particular moment in life when you were being the best version of yourself? Most evolved version of yourself? Yeah I have, and I want to be that person every single day for all kinds of people for the rest of my life. 

What’s so upsetting is that I don’t really know how to do that yet. And I really need Phil and Eric and Ev and Peter and Amanda and everyone else to show me what to do, even though they don’t know they’re doing it. They can’t always do that on my 15” laptop. 

That sounds completely selfish of me to burden my friends with that yearning, but they really just have to be themselves. It’s crazy and amazing. 

I don’t know, man.

Too cute!

Amy Krouse Rosenthal is the best.

djslaughtertite

musicfromblueskies:

Do you ever email something to yourself, then see the (1) new email thing pop up and think ‘Ooh an email!’ then think ‘oh yeah that was me’ and then feel a little sad and a lot stupid?

Every time.

daringcatastrophe

Theme #1 - “Songs to _____”

I’m starting a Mix CD Club for my internet-y friends, all of whom happen to have fantastic taste in music. You’re welcome to join in.

Check out the imadeyouamix tumblr for more info. This may also become a place for me to share mixes and musical things in the future, so follow if you wish.

imadeyouamix:

Songs to analyze?
Songs to dance to?
Songs to win a girl’s heart?

You decide.

Fill in the blank, create a mix, and submit it to me by Monday, June 27!

Useful links:

• How to create and send a mix.
• Like getting mail? You may want to participate in the snail mail option.
• Questions? Comments? Concerns? Ask away.
• More info and posts about the current theme.

Truth. I’ll often close my eyes at a concert, just listening in the dark and wondering if I could live in that moment forever. Bliss.

Truth.

I’ll often close my eyes at a concert, just listening in the dark and wondering if I could live in that moment forever.

Bliss.

halfinlovewithyou

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For continuity’s sake…

I’ve changed my tumblr name from jesstobesure to shakes1327. It made no sense to be using shakes1327 everywhere on the internet except here.

Update your URLs accordingly and let me know if you see any broken links. Happy Sunday!