It’s Just Justin

Too Many Words

She will do for now, hugemungous update to follow.

New Picture

Kevin took a candid picture of me after my recital back home, came out kinda nice looking actually…

Protected: I’ve Found Someone New(?)

Karaoke Goddess

So I will have to work on this post later, when I am not running and running. Quick synoposis.

Met a really awesome guy, for the second and third time. His name is Matthew, seems to be a super guy, quite cute to boot.

Hung out with Chris and Ian, whoop!

Lindsay and I had a blast getting burritos, yay for hanging out with fabulous girls.

Kayla and I are actually getting together these days, this girl rocks. Oh yeah, Jeana kicks major booty too!

Bumped into a girl from my singing class, Catherine Katy and went to Rita’s with her and her friends on her 23rd birthday and met some really awesome peopl ein the process. I have more than doubled my good friend base in the past two weeks and that makes me really happy.

I absolutely love work, Callie, Lacey, Jessica and Zeek make it worth while, as well as the awesome customers. I get so excited when I think about getting to work with these awesome people.

Life is awesome, life is amazing, I love my life these days. Overall, perhaps one of the happiest points in my life.

Graciepoo in the Snow!

Singing this Song for You

I find the best environment in which to write, rather, the best conditions for my writing tend to have loud, concentration grabbing noise.  The aural sensations all around you are used to steal away your attention, removing your thoughts from your writing and causing writer’s block.  However, if you are able to conquer the noise and keep your concentration, pound the tips of your fingers into the keyboard, clicking and clacking your way to your imaginations’ destinations.  I have gotten so good at pushing out the white noise, black noise kills me.

No sound at all, no aural pleasure, I can’t write in those conditions.  That is why I love my iPod shuffle.  I can bring this piano key around me everywhere I go, plug in my headphones and discount the world around me.  With only my iPod Shuffle I have battled armies, fought white capped seas, and even drowned out the valley girl next to me on the bus retelling her Friday night to an eager ear across town.

It has become an essential part of my life, my music.  This afternoon I purchased the Michael Bublé – Caught in the Act CD/DVD combo.  At twenty-six dollars, I had my hopes set quite high on the quality of both the performance and the recording (audio/visual).  My high expectations were exceeded.  Bublé gives a standout performance, belting out songs from Stevie Wonder, Frank Sinatra, Charlie Chaplain, and those in between.

Originally, this purchase was “research” for my recital on the eleventh.  I am singing a song of Bublé’s, Save the Last Dance for Me, and curious how he performed the song live.  Most important to me was the very last note on the song, on the studio CD, the note is only three or four beats, I feel it should be held out for around twelve or sixteen beats.  On this DVD, Michael improvises scat… Um, yeah, don’t think I have the testicles for that.  I’m thinking that I will hold the note out.

After watching the DVD and listening to the CD, a strong and soaring desire to sing came over me.  To stand on a stage, a “big” band behind me, grand piano to my side and strings to my left, is to reach Elysium.  I wonder if this dream will ever be made a reality.  My voice professor recently asked me if I was looking into a professional singing career.  The laugh that erupted from my abdomen didn’t even faze her.  “With the right coaching, you could become an incredible singer; you certainly already have the voice and empathic nature for it.”

Can you imagine?  Someday, me, on stage, bright lights from my feet casting dark silhouettes across the stage, a microphone in hand, I walk into the spot light and sing the words, “At last…”  That thought, the visual it provides, the emotions it pulls is almost enough for me to trash everything I have worked for academically (whose existence I am still trying discover) and go for it.  Whenever I begin to think like that, Jenny pops into my mind.  I imagine she somehow has a large part in all of this.  What her part actually is, I haven’t even the weakest idea.  I wonder of the romance, the allure and the adventures we would experience.

I think I will take a few more singing classes next semester.  They are cheap, they are fun and they make me feel good about myself.  Not many things in my life actually make me feel better about myself.  Why not keep this feeling alive?  With this feeling, not unlike true love, drugs are unable to replicate.

There are several people in my voice class with powerful voices but not many of these voices carry the emotions required to feel the songs.  To understand a song, you have to feel the words, put yourself into the song writer’s proverbial shoes, and sing with your heart.  I try to do this each time I sing… Even with the fun and fast songs, tears can sometimes form.  I am smiling and yet, crying.  An emotionally paradoxical circumstance.

Psychodillic Fajinas

So tonight in class, my AJ-25 prof assigned the homework as, “visit www.itsjustjustin.com and post a comment”. Haha, how hilarious is that? We shall see if anyone does their homework hahaha.

After class, and fifteen fruitless attempts at calling Landon, Kevin and I headed to Chevy’s to meet Kayla and Jeana for dinner.

I met Jeana the other day at the Healdsburg Starbucks that Kayla and Jeana work together. This guy was selling babies outside of the Starbucks, it was freaking hilarious. Kayla totally had him convinced that she was interested in buying them, this girl can bullshit with the best of them haha.

Anywho, so I went crazy at Starbucks and have now purchased hundreds of dollars in Starbucks merchandice as gifts for friends and family this Christmas, I actually sent off my gifts to Meghan and Jenny this afternoon! I so can’t wait for them to get them!

Today is James-Brown-not-the-singer’s birthday! Happy birthday James! Goodbraces, it’s been way too long since we saw each other. My very first best guy friend, I cried my eyes out when I learned he was moving away. I think it was the first time I ever cried like that… the second time was probably when Geoff and I broke up. Hmmm, interesting.

I got up hella early this morning to work on my paper, but ended up hanging out with Mike and Kevin, then getting a few minutes of sleep, got cleaned up and headed off to Aroma Roasters to work on my papers.  I made surprisingly quick progress so I decided to head to my Starbucks to see my peeps ov’r there and buy some more gifts.  I got my tip money and noticed something a bit disturbing…

Seriously, “Coin-Tainers”?  How sad of a name is that?  Loren and Seth would not approve haha.

And now for totally cuteness haha, Sasha and Kevin.

Oh, When I had Time

Remember when I had time to make cool pics? Stupid school and lovely work haha.

Shout out to AJ-25! haha, and now I am off to Chevy’s for margaritas and chips. Fantastic.

Ciao babes. Oh, and BTW, I hit over 50,000 hits for last month, how awesome is that? Too bad my adsense is not adding up… I emailed them about it and got the run-around. Oh well. Tequila Time!!!

Floating Down a River of Lights

The other night, Kevin and I went to the Petaluma Yacht Club with his sister (who is freaking georgeous) and her boyfriend, to watch the boats, sprinkled with Christmas lights, parade down the river.  It was a pretty cool site to see, but a little too much Christmas for the two of us haha, we headed outta there after the frostbite really started to dull our senses.

Prior to the show, we hit up a few Starbucks and shopped a bit at the Petaluma Outlet Mall.  The mall was mostly a total bust, but I don’t think we were expecting much.  The kitchen stores were really fun, the BOSE store was painful.  I swear, all these poor people get brainwashed by BOSE when really BOSE sucks.  I went on a tirade over BOSE to Kevin, what a brave soul!

Time to head outta here, work on a paper.  Much to write, hopefully soon.

Message to Geoffrey

HAPPY 21st

GEOFFREY

And in your spirit I declare, I Love You! Muah! Have a fabulous day, MR. GQ!  Remember when I started making your debut GQ magazine cover? haha, so long ago.  Sadly I cannot find the finished product which was totally GQ quality, someday, perhaps after a stint in Europe, Donnatella Versace will find the man of her dreams, again, and from her wirely loins, Geoffrey the GQ model will be born.  Or not.  Who knows haha.