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Yesterday I saw Peter Bjorn and John. They were incredible.

We The People is going fantastically.

I love my life (:

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/28054575/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/28054575/ Fri, 30 Oct 2009 21:38:21 PDT
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Just submitted my first college application, to the school who emailed me the most precious "Top Ten" reasons to apply to their school.


8. Every time an Early Action application is sent in, a fairy gets its wings.

9.That Hogwarts letter isn't coming. This is the next best thing.

10. You send us an application, we send you cookies.



(:

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/27846658/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/27846658/ Mon, 19 Oct 2009 01:10:42 PDT If we were to open a random page in her journal- which she must have kept and kept with her at all times, not fearing that it would be lost, or discovered and read, but that she would one day stumble upon that thing which was finally worth writing about and remembering, only to find that she had no place to write it- we would find some rendering of the following sentiment: I am not in love.

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]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/26867833/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/26867833/ Fri, 28 Aug 2009 00:32:55 PDT today i learned in physics
class that nothing ever touches
anything else, it just feels
like it does because of the
electronic repulsion and
it makes sense that we were
never really as close
as i thought we were.





(school's started, which means
i'll be even worse about
keeping updated with my deviations,
but expect more. more poems
now that i have physics to
inspire them, and plenty
more photos and probably of much
better quality, as i'm in an
AP Photography class this year!)

tell me about the end of your
summer or the beginning of
your fall / school year? (:

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/26458106/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/26458106/ Sat, 08 Aug 2009 04:28:52 PDT and i don't like saying goodbye
and i feel like i need to tell
people when i appreciate them
because i sure as hell do and
it shouldn't be creepy if you
spend an extended period of time
just ranting to someone about
how amazing you think they are
and it's not, is it? (:

i love one two three four five
and it's weird to listen to
modest mouse again and it's
weird that it fits and it's
weird that you mentioned it.

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/26068207/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/26068207/ Mon, 20 Jul 2009 14:39:27 PDT I haven't taken a photograph in a month.
I haven't drawn (the artistic side of me you only get to see if you know me personally, because my scanner is shit) in two.

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I have absolutely no idea where I'm going in life. In my mind I have three very distinct and completely different career &/or life paths which I could see myself feasibly enjoying. For the first time I'm actually taking classes that will help me get there, and I fucking hope that I'll be able to make a good decision. I can honestly say that I'm looking forward to this school year. It's cool that I actually plan on enjoying my schedule. There isn't a single class I don't plan on loving.

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I was reading this really amazing magazine called Juxtapoz and read this really amazing quote by this really amazing guy called Doze Green.

"The point is stop chasing somebody that's outside of you trying to tell you who you are and what is accessible or acceptable as an art form. Do what you feel and fuck the rest. Charles Bukowski said, 'If you're in the game to get chicks or money or notoriety, you're in the wrong game. I you're ready to accept abandonment, loneliness, isolation, depression, coldness, hotness, stinkiness, jock itch, do it." Because you love it and you need it in your veins like you need air in your lungs."

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My birthday is on July 23, which is soon. Feel free to buy me a sub ;D

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/25687382/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/25687382/ Thu, 02 Jul 2009 03:27:51 PDT <sub>the smell of your summer: dank ; flowery ; fries
the taste of your summer: ashy ; greasy ; deeelicious!
the sights of your summer: roofs ; meadows ; nudity
the sounds of your summer: laughter ; presents ; guitar
the feelings of your summer: successful ; cuddly ; giddy


i'm about 35% finished with my ever-growing summer to-do list.

number of pools i've snuck in to:
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number of schools i've been on the roof of:
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number of houses i've cones &etc:
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comment leaving fun summer stories (:</sub>

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/25154119/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/25154119/ Sat, 06 Jun 2009 01:16:29 PDT i want to be your small town drunk.

drawing the virtual world on a scroll made out of yesterdays dreams.

three days remain until tomorrow and then you will find me at the end of the world, darling.

i like making life not make sense.




do you believe in second chances?

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/24740283/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/24740283/ Wed, 13 May 2009 15:48:38 PDT just the smell of the summer can make me fall in love

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/24576486/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/24576486/ Mon, 04 May 2009 00:55:32 PDT

Mais le vrai point de ce journaux, c'est que j'ai quelque chose à dire. Hier, je parlais avec Neema de quelque chose, et maintenent j'ai décidé de le partager avec vous, parce que c'est possiblement la chose la plus vraie que tous les choses j'ai jamais dite: C'est que j'ai un drand, grand peur de tomber en amour. Je ne sais pas precisement, mais c'est absolument vrai (c'est un peu plus facile à dire des choses dificilles comme cela quand je ne doit pas parler en anglais. Je suis très fasciné par l'amour, mais mon peur et trop grand pour que je peut le trouver dans ma vie. Oh, je voudrais, mais je ne pense pas qu'il se produira. A vrai dire, l'amour et un des choses que je trouve le plus intéressant. Malheureusement, je ne compte pas le trouver.

Aussi, si on veut demander les details de cela, on peut bien sur. Si on le fait sur l'internent (ou quand je ne suis pas ivre) ce sera absoluement plus facile pour moi à repondre.



C'est tout ce que j'ai à dire. Je souhaite à chacun la chance avec les examans (je sais que j'aurai besoin de lui!)

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/24455706/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/24455706/ Mon, 27 Apr 2009 00:20:54 PDT
Anyways, I got a new iMac so no worries about me checking this drastically less... actually that's probably still a problem because I can't check at school still. Fuck.

Anyways, I just spent the last hour deleting half of my iTunes (for some reason it put every song in there twice, but I don't mind because at least I didn't lose any!). During the process, I found a few MM songs that I apparently owned but didn't keep in my old library.
One of them (while not really applying to me at the moment (I'm in a great mood- been talking existential politics for the last 4 hours!) is absolutely beautiful and, hence, will be shared!

This is the part of me that needs medication
This is the part of me that believes in heaven
This is the part of me that thinks outer space is all dead
This is the part of me that wishes it was with it
This is the part of me that's trying to be funny
This is the part of me that loves my parents
This is the part of me that thinks that ants are cavemen
This is the part of me that thinks all humans are ants
This is the part of me that learns from sitcoms
This is the part of me that means nothing
And I don't know
Where I could go away and you could wish
That I had stayed or just stayed gone
And I don't know
And I don't know at all
So, out of the context and into what you meant
And you know your reasons
You don't know who you are
But you know who you want to be
I don't know
So you go to the library to get yourself a book
And you look and you look
But you didn't find anything to read
And I don't know at all
Left all my kinder parts rusting and peeling
That guy was complaining as he looked at the ceiling
My nose isn't that big, it looks nothing like me
We're all doctors trading sadness for numbness
Grass looks much greener but it's green-painted cement
The mayor's machines are there cleaning the pavement
You can't make dirt clean so we'll just lemon-scent it



Who am I kidding, that song is perfect. Not always consuming but it's certainly a prevalent theme in the life of Astra.









I have a question for you all!
Which of the three, do you value most greatly or prefer overall; which is most or least important, etc;-- Happiness, beauty, or truth?

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/24402756/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/24402756/ Thu, 23 Apr 2009 22:09:28 PDT And I said you shouldn't make facts out of opinions
He said that I was right
You're right I knew that I was
And I'd hate to see anybody thank you
But I'd like to see you fail saying thank you though
I'm not sure who I am
I'm not sure who I am but I know who I've been
And I said you can't make everybody happy
He said you'd like to at least make yourself happy though
I'm not sure who I am
I'm not sure who I am but I know who I've been


Computer's permanently (probably) busted. School decided to block dA's message center.
I imagine you'll be seeing much less of me here, and it's a damn shame, because I'll miss it.

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/24037808/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/24037808/ Fri, 03 Apr 2009 20:40:03 PDT WOOOHOOOO, I AM AN OFFICIAL MEMBER OF THE 2010 WE THE PEOPLE COMP CIVICS TEEEEEAM!
YEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHH!


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In the meantime, I've just read the most amazing compilation of words to have ever graced my eyes and brain and I can't resist sharing them with you all.


This is a poem called "insanity" by ~spiritualrocket and can be found here: [link]

little by little, step by step, piece by piece,
i lost my mind, lost my heart, and joined the
ranks of the living dead-- an army developed
by the "system" to suffer and die without a
second thought to add fuel to its fire.

they lock us up in padded rooms, jail cells,
cubicles, and throw away the keys to our
ever getting well.

they call us "insane"-- but tell me, where
does the true insanity exist? in the mind
of the psychotic man or in the minds of
the society that drove him there?

after all, "i'm alright, the world's all
wrong..."







That just so happens to be a thought that's been stuck ineloquently in my head for many weeks, and I honestly couldn't sum up my own feelings about the world in a better way.

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/23806797/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/23806797/ Sat, 21 Mar 2009 00:51:53 PDT
I've decided that curiosity doesn't get the best of me, it makes the best of me.
Universe is a curious word. Uni means one. Vers is French for "towards." I wonder what it's all moving towards. Probably time. Probably itself. Those might actually be the same thing.
Today I made an analogy. Try to solve it!
Umbilical cord : baby :: gravity : _____?


Now... tell me a story that will make me think about something you think I should think about!

Nice seeing you all.
(:
PS. Feel free to donate a subscription to the cause of me being able to feature other artist's artwork that has wow'ed me (:

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/23517354/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/23517354/ Wed, 04 Mar 2009 00:35:23 PST
Syllabic. Syllabus. Silly Fish.

Think on this.










A tremendous feature, as it very well could be my last.






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Uh oh uh oh down low down low down low down LOW-oh oh oh

I am not who I want to be
I probably will not ever be
I drove my car on June 14th
I drove it right on down the street
I have not had any sleep, so I ate Minthins to stay awake...
You crash your car right into me, there's two days that I didn't sleep...

Uh oh uh oh down low down low down low down LOW-oh oh oh

I am not who I want to be, I probably will not ever be, I took a trip down to California...

Karma payment plan
Karma payment plan
Karma payment plan
Karma payment plan

My car broke down, on the street
The radiator sprung a leak
I passed this guy, he said that he, could, help me...

I'm on the karma payment plan.
I'm on the karma payment plan.

We went to his house, and did some speed
He said karma would pay for this deed
He got fixed, and he started, to, scare me...

I ditched him eventually and came back for the van, the next morning...
I'm on the karma payment plan...
I'm on the karma payment plan...

I went to L.A. the next day
I got jacked, in a really bad way
I can not tell you, but, it's a long story.

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/23279548/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/23279548/ Wed, 18 Feb 2009 20:44:09 PST
So for my We The People application, I have to write about which super hero is more super between Superman and Batman.
I have really NO IDEA what to do because I know nothing about either.
So get your creative juices flowing and HELP ME OUT.


In other news: A new feature! A neat quote!


“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” - Oscar Wilde



That last one had a very interesting question in the Artist's Comments:
"So you think you're changed, do you ?"
It's actually a quote from the (awesome mushroom-inhabiting hookah-smoking) caterpillar in Alice in Wonderland.

So it's been a year since my parents got a divorce. Since then, of course I've changed. New habits, new friends, new school, new home, new pet. All of these seem pretty pale in comparison to how I've changed within all of these new situations. I've grown up like crazy. In my Freshman year Art class, I remember a Senior saying that she grew up more than she thought possible her Freshman year. That's always stuck with me. I remember wondering how I would grow up and always hoping that any major changes would be for the better. I've changed so much in the last year and, despite what some may say, this new person that I am really is for the better. I realize who I am, and who I want to be... what I expect from others, and what I've learned not to... I now have solid beliefs and ideas about every major aspect of my life, as far as morality and philosophy and politics, and beyond. If you had asked me a year ago about why I was who I am, I would have no idea. I really, really do now.
So yeah, I think I've changed. I know I have.. and a major part of that was in forcing myself to stop being afraid of change. Change happens. Life is about changing and learning how to accommodate for that, and if you can't, you die. The end.
You should think about how much you've changed... and more importantly, what changes you have yet to make, and how you can make them.


So now that you've read all of this (NOT), you should go comment me about superheroes!

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/23006314/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/23006314/ Wed, 04 Feb 2009 16:25:29 PST Don't give me advice based solely on your personal party lines.
This is quite the dilemma.

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Everyone's afraid of their own life
If you could be anything you want
I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?
No one really knows the ones they love
If you knew everything they thought
I bet that you'd wish that they'd just shut up
Well, you were the dull sound of sharp math
When you were alive
No ones gonna play the harp when you die
And if I had a nickel for every damn dime
I'd have half the time, do you mind?

Everyone's afraid of their own lives
If you could be anything you want
I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?
Am I right? And it's our lives
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
We're alive for the first time
It's hard to remember were alive for the last time
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
To live before you die
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
That our lives are such a short time
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
When it takes such a long time
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember.

My mom's God is a woman and my mom she is a witch
I like this
My hell comes from inside, comes from inside myself
Why fight this
Everyone's afraid of their own lives
If you could be anything you want
I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?

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Features:



]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/22611481/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/22611481/ Fri, 16 Jan 2009 09:44:21 PST

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The link looks a little wacky but I dunno how to fix it.. If you click the part that says link though, it should work. x)



So I got this cool link from :devseventrowfour:'s journal where you can make super fun word art, and I made one with my old journal text and it turned out SO COOL so I uploaded it to Scraps so I can feature it in here woohoo!


[link]

Hope you're all feeling sunny and nice :]

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/22515685/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/22515685/ Sat, 10 Jan 2009 22:51:31 PST Last night Neema and I had a great talk about some great shit and decided that from now on when we're bored we're going to drive/walk up to strangers and try and start some philosophical conversations So I'd like to ask you all some questions which you can feel free to give me your opinion on. Just 'cause, you know?
Do you believe in the paranormal?
How do you envision the afterlife (or lack of it)?
Do you think that consciousness actually exists?
What is a soul/ where is it/ why/ do they exist?

Give me your thoughts on everything in the universe and your mind so we can all do some pondering and we can have a lovely little discussion


Uhhh I feel like doing a feature. Here are some of my recent favorites



]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/22252298/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/22252298/ Sun, 28 Dec 2008 23:31:27 PST
1. Make a list
2. Wash a tree
3. Give your pets mohawks
4. Turn out people's power.
5. Pretend to be Santa and ask kids to sit on your lap.
6. Flirt with kitchen appliances.
7. Verbally abuse tombstones.
8. Give a lecture on the historical significance of cream cheese.
9. Try to buy a gun foo hunting unicorns. Ask for advice.
10. Draw pinstripes on a driveway (preferably other peoples'.
11. Wear lampshades and run around howling.
12. Sandpaper your the sidewalk.
13. Play soccer with cabbage in a grocery store.
14. Grease doorknobs.
15. Seduce a stick shift.
16. Loudly rate passerby.
17. Learn an accent.
18. Meet strangers with accents and adopt it during your conversation.
19. Peel bananas with your feet.
20. Make up dialogue for muted TV programs.
22. Walk around giving bunny ears to strangers.
23. Chase dogs that are being walked off-leash.
24. Use a strangers trampoline.
25. Throw lunch meat at people.
26. Lick all of your food before eating any of it while eating with new people.
27. Follow someone around and spray everything they touch with Lysol.
28. Break into houses and rearrange the furniture.
29. " " " " clean.
30. Order free mints in classy restaurants.
31. Draw "X-Marks-the-Spot" on maps that are for purchase.
32. Question people's gender.
33. Bleach crop-circles in parks and lawns.
34. Staple papers in the very center.
35. Sing TV theme songs loudly and repeatedly in crowded buildings.
36. Inform (and convince) people that they only exist in your imagination.
37. Walk around a restaurant asking people for their parsley.
38. Walk around in a restaurant dressed like a waiter and ask if they want refills, then sit down at a table and drink their drinks.
39. Sample every flavor of ice cream.
40. Critique each of them (on how cold they are, if nothing else comes to mind).
41. Pretend to be lactose intolerant.
42. Gather a large group of people. Wear all black (including hoodies) and white masks. Stand half a mile apart from each other along a highway.
43. Order a pizza with the crust on top.
44. Skip a number when writing a list.
45. Ask people if they know the muffin man.
46. Try on every shoe in a shoe store.
47. Tag people in every Facebook photo that they aren't in.
48. Try to swallow your tongue (I tried, it was scary).

The end

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/22190688/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/22190688/ Thu, 25 Dec 2008 12:42:51 PST I'm actually really bored.
So we should talk.

I got a new phone.
I have the same number, so send me your numbers :]
If you'd like mine, feel free to note me.

Beyond that, hope everyone is having lots of fun and not sitting around bored wishing it was tomorrow.

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/22070112/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/22070112/ Fri, 19 Dec 2008 15:48:35 PST & The school office hadn't seen it either.
And it's definitely not in any of my stuff, which now have their contents all over the floor.
I'm REALLY REALLY ANGRY.
Not so much at the phone because I can honestly live without it (although my dad won't let me use his car without having a phone on me so in that regard I'm totally FUCKED), I just would hate to lose all of the sentimental stuff, lie the pictures and the video everyone watched today at lunch. I would REALLY hate to not be able to whip my phone out when something epic happens like when Neema tried to climb the side of a building over the summer or when Dani spilled chocolate all over her face today at lunch, and not be able to catch a photo. Also, I'd definitely miss the whole, "OMG THAT WAS SO FUNNYSMARTWHATEVER, WE NEED TO PUT THAT IN ASTRA'S PHONE!" thing.
You guys have no idea (or maybe you do) how many funny memories my phone stores/represents.

So yeah, I'm hella angry so if you're in the Pleasanton area, feel free to do some investigation and PLEASE let me know if you hear anything.

:[

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/21940029/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/21940029/ Thu, 11 Dec 2008 22:54:10 PST
Anyways, in honor of my new Sub , I felt like doing a feature. Some of my favorite winter-y photos.



Speaking of rain.. It's supposed to rain all next week in my hometown :] I'm STOKED.

]]> ~Astranomical http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/21723773/ http://Astranomical.deviantart.com/journal/21723773/ Sat, 29 Nov 2008 00:34:21 PST It's times like these that I wish I was more poetic so I could accurately describe to you what it looked like.

"He saw the jerky ripple of Olson's shirt as the bullet entered his belly and then punched out of the back. Olson did not stop [walking]... The other two guns roared in unison and the impact of the heavy-caliber slugs sent Olson flying off the half track. He landed spread-eagled on his back like a man nailed to a cross. One side of his belly was black and shredded to ruin. Three more bullets were pumped into him... Olson began to get up. Another volley of bullets drove him flat again... Olson sat up again. The guns were still trained on him, but the soldiers did not shoot. Their silhouettes on the halftrack seemed almost to indicate curiosity. Slowly, reflectively, Olson gained his feet, hands crossed on his belly... The blue snakes of Olson's intestines were slowly slipping through his fingers. They dropped like link sausages against his groin, where they flapped obscenely. He stopped, bent over as if to retrieve them (retrieve them, Garraty thought in a near ecstasy of wonder and horror), and then threw up a huge glut of blood and bile. He began to walk again, bent over. His face was sweetly calm."
The Long Walk, Stephen King

Those words have been plastered against the inside of my memory all night. What a great image of death, you know? Perfectly morbid and disgusting. I don't think death is disgusting though. It's patient, pervasive, and clean. Even death like that is clean in the sense that it's poetic. People spend their whole lives dying and simultaneously trying to avoid it. A part of me thinks that if we embrace death, life would be easier. Death is a pervasive, omnipresent part of life. It's life's twin, you know? You can't have one without the other because they're so thoroughly intertwined and similar. You have to embrace death to live life, because if you spend too much time trying to avoid death (in the form of germs or risks or dares) then you can never really live life.
I want to have a really brutal, gory death. Birth is gory- you spend nine months (or seven, if you're my mother) swelling and throwing up what can no longer fit in your mid-section due to the presence of a baby, and then squeeze out pounds and pounds of dead tissue and old blood right at the same time as all of the new live tissue and new flowing blood. Death should be the same- blood and guts galore. Of course, death like that, like the death of a deer, is initially shocking. Somewhere in all of that, though, I really think there's something bigger. The circle of life really is some deep shit. To keep the cycle going, sometimes death has to be awful, just like how sometimes birth is the same.

Of course, this is all completely random and unrelated to dA but I thought I'd put it out there. Nice to meet you all. Happy almost December!


PS. I bet being underwater feels the same to the fishies as being under air does to us.

]]> ~Astranomical