Gold Star Anyone?

Let me start this post off by saying...NEVER let your grandpa take your grandma's phone for the day... you'll never see it again.

Or so we thought.

My grandma calls this morning in a panic that she can't find her phone. So they come over, search our house and of course no phone so I go over to their house to search for the phone. I walk out in my pajamas, glasses and my hair in a mess. Karma points anyone?

Of course we can't find the phone so we head over to AT&T to see about getting a new phone...this was a 2 hour ordeal...and still no phone. We leave because I had a haircut at 3:30 only to discover that the phone was in my grandpas jean jacket. Absolutely ridiculous waste of three hours.

In other news... I went to the Santa Monica Pier tonight for their annual Thursday Pier concert series... not entirely sure what it was that I was listening to but it was just fun to go. I love the beach, absolutely love it. If I could I'd be there everyday.

Wasted Time.

Love at first sight, or mere infatuation? Infatuation. It's a disease. Love. It's a sickness.

Too soon to tell either way. For once I wish my oddly hilarious life would just assume some sort of normality. Clearly to be like everyone else would be too much to ask.

Ok, I'm not sure what's going on. I'm not moving and that's no surprise. I'm stuck. Every time I try to put myself out there I feel like I'm making a fool out of myself. Maybe I say the wrong things or maybe I just have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. I'm gonna go with a combination of the two on this one.

I'm a lot of talk and little action. I can tell you what is the best thing for you to do, how to handle any situation. But when it comes to me, I don't have the answers. There are times when I feel I do, but even then I rarely act upon what I think I should do. Chicken? Absolutely.

I'm worried I'm going to let something or someone slip away, pass me by because I'm too busy NOT paying attention! Maybe the answers have been right in front of me the whole time and I haven't noticed. But it's more than not paying attention. When I get nervous, I crawl back inside of me, I get shy and quiet and I'm worried that this part of my personality will stop me from growing.

Clearly I need to stop worrying about what lies ahead. I spend and waste so much time contemplating my decisions. I'm not going to know now if my choices are/were the right ones. I have to wait and see, it's just hard to let go and let fate take over. At some point I just have to realize there's nothing more I can do. If I keep searching for the answers and solutions I'm going to make myself crazy. It's time to just let go.

Happy Tuesday

Woke up at 5:30 this morning. Can someone please explain to me what is going on here? Don't get me wrong I love the morning, I love waking up before anyone else and I especially love the peace and quiet. What I don't love is how tired I feel the rest of the day, especially when I have to work that day or night... safe to say it's hard to function with 6 hours sleep.

I went to pick up my concert tickets for The Script tomorrow night. I'm going with my sister, it should be a lot of fun.

In other news, Gloriana (my new favorite country band) came out with their debut CD today! It's amazing! I saw them perform a few songs when they opened for Taylor Swift's Fearless Tour back in May. Favorite tracks have to be Over me now?, Even If I Wanted To, The Way It Goes, How far do you wanna go and You Said (No that's not the entire CD, but it's definitely a good portion of it!)
Below is a link to a live performance of their song You Said.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9YmMyZiI3Lc&feature=PlayList&p=4CC0F4F7E2265739&index=0&playnext=1

Random, I know, but I've decided it's time to shake things up a bit. The same old routine is getting boring, it's time for a little excitement. It's just about finding that excitement. But maybe it'll find me? Wishful thinking? Absolutely.

Overrated

Michelle Branch just came out with a new single titled "Sooner or Later". The first few lines of the song are:

Lipstick, pretty face and maybe you'll notice Something different 'bout me, different 'bout me Yeah you talk talk all you want, you pour your heart out But you never do see, you never do see me. Hey, can't wait around forever for you.

This song got me thinking, why do people change who they are to make themselves more appealing? I think the idea that anyone has to change themselves for anyone else is ridiculous. Maybe that's the selfish part of me talking, but what ever happened to loving someone for who they truly are and not the mask they hide under?

No, don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with a little effort. However, changing your personality and your look to fit in, to attract another person to me seems wrong and simply overrated. My mom seems to think that's my problem...I'm too stubborn apparently to realize that any change could be beneficial to how I'm viewed. "Syd, wear this top, it's so pretty" or "Syd, put some lipgloss on!" or "Sydney, why don't you brush your hair it's a mess." Maybe I'm naive, but for some reason I like to hold on to the idea that the right person will look past my old t-shirt, un-glossed lips, and messy ponytail because they love who I am and not my attention to every minor detail about how I look.

In other overrated news...Maria Sharapova is by far the MOST overrated player on the WTA Tour. She's been MIA for a while because of a shoulder injury that required surgery. But come on! The grunting is absurd, she takes herself WAY too seriously, and she's not even that good! I never liked her... and never will. I bring her up because I went to a tennis match at the Home Depot Center tonight with my friend Molly and we sat in the front row to watch her play (stadium was less than 1/4 full...we could sit literally wherever we wanted to). It was fun to go, but honestly, Maria Sharapova.... get over yourself!

Good morning sunshine...or should I say moonshine?

Early morning, woke up at 6:30, still dark outside. I've been awake for three hours and so far I've accomplished little to nothing. Not going to be a productive day, I can already tell. Currently listening to Rock You Like A Hurricane by the Scorpions. Don't ask me why, blame itunes shuffle for this one. Safe to say I'm exhausted, I still don't know my work schedule for the week. For once I'd like them to call me and let me know what it is.

Sam Querrey won yesterday, it was a great match, really exciting. He beat Ball 6-4, 3-6, 6-1. The Bryan Brothers also won yesterday, did their famous chest bump at the end to celebrate their win. I went with my dad to the matches, we had a lot of fun together yesterday.

I'm hoping this week will bring some kind of excitement. I've spent my summer in a classroom and inside Baskin Robbins. Last week I spent night and day at UCLA, this is the first full of week of no school...yet I still have work... *sigh*.

Final Session

Today is the final day. The last day I'll be sitting in the sun baking at UCLA. Every summer this is the week I look forward to the most and I can't say I'm happy it's over. The match today is between Sam Querrey and Carson Ball. Sam's friends call themselves the Samurai's, they all wear bandanas that say Sam with the Samurai logo on it, and each guy paints a letter on his chest to spell out "The Samurai". Carson Ball is from Australia, and almost entirely an unknown player....I don't think he's developed a fan club here in the States yet.

My friend Courtney and I made signs for today's matches. The Bryan Brothers are playing first against the German team of Becker and Moser. Courtney made a sign that says CHEST and I made one that says BUMP. I'll also be bringing my BRYANS BUNCH shirt, I really want them to sign it. For Sam's match, I made a sign that says LA <3's SAM!

Another morning...

The first song that comes up on shuffle this morning is "I'd Lie" by Taylor Swift.

"He'll never fall in love he swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair. I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong, and I don't think it ever crossed his mind...If you asked me if I loved him...I'd lie."

Story. Of. My. Life.

I wish love was as easy as an 80's song, I want you to want me! Yes, that line is taken from 13 Going On 30. But it's true! If matters of the heart were that simple, we'd all have that one person we need standing by our side, no questions asked and no if and's or buts about it.

All in good time right?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=haKvSEX2PtI

Friday night...let the posting begin

Heat exhaustion. Pretty sure that's what I have. I've been sitting in the sun for 5 days straight. I'm about to leave to go back to UCLA, to watch Tommy Haas vs. Marat Safin. Supposed to be a good match, followed by the Bryan Brothers. I don't think I'm going to last very long... too tired.