snow day playlist

enjoy kiddies

Take me in - wild nothing



Summer eyes - tyler lefebvre


Do-wah-do - kate nash


pursuit of happiness - lissie


let's go to bed - the cure


low sail - amy milan


may i walk with you - star slinger


roslyn - bon iver & st. vincent


what's in it for? - avi buffalo


people can do the most amazing - kisses


*echoes - klaxons


hang with me - robyn


something good can work - two door cinema club


ghost under rocks (bluebrain remix) - ra ra riot


pumped up kicks- foster the people


The funeral - serena ryder and the beauties


laady daydream - twin sister


you still hurt me (feat. great neck south high school choir) - william fitzsimmons


icarus - police academy 6


jamelia - caribou


odessa - caribou

beauty

it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst ...

And then I remember ... to relax, and not try to hold on to it. And then it flows through me like rain. And I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life.


-american beauty

too cool to be cool.

I was thinking today (what? hannah, thinking? shouldn't she be avoiding true thoughts by bedazzling hair accessories) and originally in my mind, everyone was just plain old uncool. Our awkward religion teachers were uncool, our parents were certainly uncool, the badminton instructor was uncool, the person who scoops icecream at the mall was uncool,, the busdriver was uncool, heck even the cool kids were uncool. we're all just drfiting through this life enveloped in our own uncoolness, simply trying day to day to break out of our state and distract ourselfs with other slightly cool pursuits. Some approach the distraction process with party with attractive people on weekends, some go shopping at american apparel, some drown sorrows in food (cause food, my friends, is always cool. unless it's covered in coconut shreddings, cause nothing covered in coconut is ever cool) or others divulged their time in books of fantasy and accepted their fate.


but then it occured to me, what if it's the utterly lame and embarassing things that, infact make us not completley uncool. it's the time where we say out loud things that should have been kept locked in our deepest darkest relm of secrecy, when we wear mismatched socks, the nights spent home alone reading Archie comics and listening to Aqua, or when we fall down the stairs but luckily noone sees us. these are the times that, even when we think we've avoided our fate of lameness, we are humbled by the fact that it's always following us.

if you think you're cool, chances are, you're not.
or if you have infact escaped the awkward/lame gene, just wait, your time will come.
one unsuspecting day your shoelaces will magically untie and you'll tumble on your face in front of that professor you think is mysteriously hot for an old guy.

goodluck to you all on your quest of cool.

hannah