The Bipolar Blog.

For every negative comment I make in this blog, I am going to follow up with a positive one. In other words, Negative paragraph/Positive/Negative, etc... That'll throw us for a loop! Ew, I'm being all scholastic about how I'm explaining this. OkAYYY.

First off, last night's Jazzmin show was SOOO FUNNN!!! I frickin' LOVE what I do. I LOVE being a musician. And I love the people involved with Jazzmin. I couldn't ask for a better group of people to be around. I can't believe how much I've learned over the past two years. Wow. Wow wow. What a blessing!!!

Now. Let's talk about what real friends are. It has become very clear to me that many people are foreign to this concept. Especially girls. Seriously, ladies... why are you stabbing each other in the back? Will someone please explain this to me? I recently had a conversation with my friend and she explained how sick she is of her friends doing this to her. THEN... she turns right around and does this to me. I am not stupid... I know when I'm being messed with. Neither am I going to do anything about it because I have something called CLASS. I don't need to do anything about it because I am not threatened. It's all just unfortunate. So bring it, girl. YOU are the only one you are hurting. You know what else? Karma is a bitch. She is real and she will get you. Good thing I'm on her happy side!

How GORGEOUS is it today?!?! This is about t0 get cheesy: how beautiful are these little chirping birds? Think about that. Just that. How lovely are they? Thanks, God, for their sweet little spirits!! :) And these blossoms!!! And the sun!! And the flowers!!! God must have had so much funnnnn designing all this!! So much beauty. Take time to look at it all. It will inspire peace, love, gratitude and creativity. Speaking of creativity, I really believe that God wants us to create as much as possible. If we are created in His image, we are creators ourselves! Isn't that how our souls thrive? By creating and expressing? :)

I had a conversation with my great grandpa a few months ago. He told me that he came to the conclusion that guys in my generation are whimps. Ball-less, basically. He thinks it's unfortunate how they treat women now. When he was my age, he was taking my grandma to the Paladium in LA to swing dance while a young Frank Sinatra worked his way up. "He was a skinny, pimple-faced young man. But, oh boy, could he swing a tune!" I went off on a tangent there. His point was that back then, guys were guys. They pursued. They opened doors. They were classy. They were gentleman. They had balls. I am not complaining right now. It's just interesting how class has left our society. Where is the respect? Same goes for the gals. Women aren't classy anymore. It's just kinda sad. All in all: guys, grow a pair and be classy. Girls, stop being stupid. Everyone, just...ugh...stop with the games!!

This will drive me crazy for as long as I live: Have you ever tried to think up a new color?! It's trippy. And impossible. Sorry to pass that curse on to you.

Okay that wasn't nearly as long as I thought it was gonna be! Ha!! Oh well. Peace. Love. Laughter.