This is my personal blog with random thoughts and bits of fluffy wisdom from me - Heather B. You need it. You want it. Trust me on this one.
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This is my personal blog with random thoughts and bits of fluffy wisdom from me - Heather B. You need it. You want it. Trust me on this one.
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If you aren’t familiar with the Red Bull Music Academy, you should be. This week-long, annual event takes place in dreamy locations around the globe and welcomes a carefully chosen group of less than a hundred musicians, producers and industry insiders for an all-expense paid vacation where they’ll get the opportunity to network and incubate with their musical mentors and the most well-connected folks in the game. Honestly, it’s the opportunity of a lifetime and this year, it’s happening in New York City from September 30 - November 2, 2012.
If you’re a musician of any sort from any genre and you want to learn more about this incredible opportunity, stop by the Nashville preview session on Saturday, March 24 at 4pm at 12th and Porter and check out all the details at RedBullMusicAcademy.com as applications are now being accepted.
Well hello, Mr. President! Two women gave Obama an unusually warm welcome in San Francisco yesterday.
Teehee
Don’t tell people how to do things, tell them what to do and let them surprise you with their results.
George S. Patton (via alexmci)Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering - because you can’t take it in all at once.
Audrey Hepburn (via theblackvogue)Every woman is a rebel, and usually in wild revolt against herself.
Oscar Wilde (via your-grace-falls)(Source: romantic-revolution)
I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.
John Green (via themisadventuresofcharlietuna)
