a little bit of erica by my side

mambo number 5 had it right, we all need a little erica in our lives :)

Month: May, 2014

Early Bird

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see.
All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird fly,
Blackbird fly into the light of a dark black night.

Blackbird by The Beatles

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I Feel The Earth Move Under My Feet

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Colour Outside Those Lines

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Today I felt very self-conscious and not quite enough. I can’t even tell you where these feelings came from – I was not told this by anyone, I had no negative encounters, so seemingly no reason to feel this… But there it was. I am trying to do things I want to do even if I don’t know if I can do it because I truly believe that to get something you have never had, you have to do something you have never done. Maybe I’ll step outside my comfort zone and trust that life will work out – it always has so far. 
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Mama – Mom – Mother

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All Around Me Are Familiar Faces

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Breathe in, breathe out.
Sometimes the world is crazy and sometimes it’s good.

Love yourself, love your neighbour.

What’s My Age Again?

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Hey. Guess what day it is?

When I was in grade 4, I did a presentation on The Birthday Song. So in honour of my birthday and my still-intact memory, here is some information about that iconic song.

The “Happy Birthday” song originated in 1893 when teacher Mildred Hall thought of the tune. Her sister Patty added words and they christened the piece Good Morning to All. It was intended to be sung as children entered the classroom but was switched to be sung to the teacher, and became Good Morning to You. As the song grew in popularity, it was sung outside schools and became Happy Birthday to You

Another fact that I have come to learn from a band called Blink 182,  is that nobody likes you when you are 23. I hope that proves false for this year of my life…. Well, I already know it isn’t true because I like myself. Take that, Blink!

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