Slip turns to terror, a crush to like

So this weekend was the busiest weekend I’ve had in a long time and it was heaven on earth. For those of you who are outside of Utah, It was the Utah Arts Festival this weekend and I volunteered to help out. I got to be a “booth sitter” and work at an information booth. It was a ton of fun and I got to meet a lot of amazing artists. Particularly this woman who’s name I can’t remember.. She came into my tent to get some water (the festival supplied courtesy water) and we talked for a while. She’s a Photographer and she spent like four years in Tibet and other parts of China just taking pictures, and her work was amazing. Basically, I want to be her. The more I think about it, the more I want to go into Photo-journalism. I also got to meet a couple of women who are in charge of selecting the artists and that was also really interesting. They gave me some contact information to do future volunteering, (ie not during the actual art festival) and I think I might do that. Can I just say I love the art festival? So many different people go to it and its really neat to see so many different mini-cultures interact. Its also a lot of fun to see friends and family there. For the last few years I’ve seen my Aunt Mary (She totally reads this on a regular basis) almost every year, and its always really fun to see her. I also got to see a bunch of friends from school, including a kid who I really misjudged last semester and I sort of feel guilty about it now. Oh well, maybe we can be friends next fall… I guess we’ll see.
So in other exciting news, Jessie, Kristina, and I are leaving for San Diego in 1.5 days and I am REALLY excited about it. We are going to stop in Vegas on the way, and then on to San Diego to hang out. We have a lot of really fun things planned, and I think that it will be a really great experience. I am excited for the photo opportunities thaI i will have. I’m also excited to go to another city and just forget about whatever is going on right now that is stressful. It’s going to be awesome. FRIGGIN AWESOME.

Have a good’un

My. Own. Drum. My. Own. Beat.

So.. you should check Poe if you haven’t already.
Have a good’un

My mother spent 10 years sitting by a window
Scared if she spoke she would die of a heart attack
She listened as her dreams silently screamed
They drowned like little dolphins caught in a fishnet

Dear world I’m pleased to meet you

Hey everybody when you walk the walk
You gotta back it all up you gotta talk the talk
Hey everybody when I hear the knock
Don’t wanna measure out my life to the tick of a clock
Hey everybody when my daddy died
He had a sad sad story written in his eyes
Hey everybody when you walk the walk
You cannot measure out your life to the tick of a clock

I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum

Hey everybody
Can you walk the walk you gotta back it all up
But can you talk the talk
Hey everybody
Can you walk the walk?

I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum
(say what? )
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum
(say what? )
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum

I wanna live to the beat of my own drum
I wanna take to the beat of my own drum
I wanna hang ten, high, say pleased to meet you

Give to the beat of my own drum
I wanna sing to the beat of my own drum
I wanna fly, cry, win, lose, live, die, take five

Pleased to meet you

My daddy spent 10 years living on the outside looking in
He thought that he would never get back
Watched his dream walk across a silver screen
And he was standing there when the theatre went pitch black

Dear world I’m pleased to meet you

Hey everybody when I walk the walk
I gotta back it all up I gotta talk the talk
Hey everybody when I hear the knock
Dont wanna measure out my life to the tick of a clock
Hey everybody–can you walk the walk?

I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum
(say what? )
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum
(say what? )
I wanna live to the beat of my own drum
I wanna laugh to the beat of my own drum
I wanna play to the beat of my own drum
I wanna hang ten, high, say pleased to meet you
I wanna screw up to the beat of my own drum
I wanna take it out of town and do it to my drum

Scream shout
Wipe out
Make love to my baby

Father: its a wonderful idea, but it doesnt work.

My. own. drum. my. own. beat.

Hey did you ever get the feeling that its really a joke
You think youve got it figured out and then you find that you dont
So you say goodbye to the world and now youre floating in space
You got no sense of nothing not even a time or a place
Then suddenly you hear it its the beat of your heart
And for the first time in your life you know your life is about to start

I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum

Daughter:Theres someone knocking in the wall, was it an echo? ba da pa pa

Little things amuse Little Minds

Okay So I’m not SO peppy today about being a good person, but the overall sentiment is still there, and I have to say I feel a lot better. I also started a new diet this week which I think is also slighty responsible for my level headedness. So incase you forgot, the summer list is still up and running, and I am slowly but surely marking everything off. I am planning on going on a road trip in the next few weeks and I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to mark off quite a few things. Hopefully. I keep adding things to it which is becoming problematic.. But oh well it will probably turn into a “life list” or something once the summer is at an end and I am back to living at the University Of Utah, but sleeping in Sandy.
My printer is broken. For 3 days now, all three lights have been blinking on and off, its really irritating. Somehow I jammed paper into it and I can’t get it out. Damn lights. I should unplug it. Maybe tomorrow…So I’m still reading that book by Craig Ferguson. It’s not all I had hope for, but its pretty good nonetheless. It got rave reviews, but I think that its because nobody had any expectations for it.(No offense Craig) Well Anyways Kiddies, this blog is kind of strange.. but thank you for reading about my diet and printer. I hope all is well in your world!
Have a good’un

Don’t Panic

So.. I think I avoid blogging lately because Nothing Creative Today has turned into a big depressed pity-filled hole. Full of self loathing, self pity and excuses. Maybe nobody noticed? Whatever Every time I post on this I end up feeling depressed and lately it’s almost been out of control. Today is the day That I am going to put my foot down. I am here to say that today starts a new chapter in the life of Mallory Qualls. Today I am confident, loving and funny. Today I don’t care what other people think. Today I love everyone and can find beauty in everything. Today I don’t feel insecure about posting what I really think. When I was in high School I was friends with this kid who I wanted to be just like. He was such a beautiful person, he loved everyone and everyone loved him (from what I could tell at least) He found beauty in everything and was sincerely a good person. Where have all the good people gone? Where has happiness gone? I feel like all I ever hear about or think about are things that are completely superficial or depressing. This morning I went to the farmers market and saw this couple and their child. The husband, boyfriend, whatever, was playing his guitar while his wife, girlfriend whatever, watched their child, and talked to the people passing by. He sang a song about smoking ganga and how it makes him happier than anything else. Man, what would it be like to have the confidence to do that? To not care what other people were saying? Because people were talking. But they were just so content with themselves. I’m not saying that I want to become a ganga loving hippy, but if for some reason I decide I do want to be, I want to have the confidence to do so. I am tired of caring about what everyone thinks, and I’m tired of always being depressed and feeling like nobody cares. I’m tired of wasting my time on relationships that are going nowhere. I’m tired of being too scared to be myself. I’m tired of pretending to like things that I don’t, and I’m even more tired of coming across as bitchy when I voice my opinion. I’m tired of superficiality. I’m tired of reading about the atrocities around the world and not doing anything about it. I don’t know how I got to where I am today, but I’m going to get out of it if it kills me. I’ve got a lot to offer this world and I don’t know why I forgot about that. I am Mallory Qualls. I am funny, easy to get along with and sensitive. I am an artist. I want to help people. I want to change the world. I love everyone. I can forgive anything. I can’t control the world even though I think I can. I might be crazy, but I don’t care. I love music. I’m thoughtful. I love the community. I look at everything. I am an individual. Things are going to change. I don’t know how, but they are. You have a good’un

Day… After day… I get angry and I will say

Bienvenue! That’s for Marci who is going to the land of Europe tomorrow. Friggin Awesome. So as always I have no reason to post. I’ve mostly been reading my old entries and figured I might as well post because that’s what you do when you’re bored right? I’m house sitting for my brother this week and its pretty sweet. Actually its pretty lonely. I don’t know what my deal is lately, but I just always feel alone, even though I spend plenty of time out and about. Whatever my brain is broken and I should probably seek counseling… Oh well what ever doesn’t kill me makes me stronger right? Hopefully I’ll survive this one. So what is there to say about Darby’s house? Well its quite possibly the most comfortable place in the entire state of Utah. Between their super soft carpet, even softer beds and couches, and perfect room temperature I don’t think I’ve ever been more comfortable. I think if I permanently lived here my ass would be ten times bigger than it already. (that’s one hell of an ass). I have no idea why I’m talking about my ass. ANYWAYS… My brother, has a pretty sweet selection of music and its kept me entertained. Yesterday I went to Pride with some new friends and it was really fun. I didn’t really know them before meeting up with them, but they were super nice and I didn’t feel out of place at all. It was nice to feel like myself. Whoever that is. I’m having a bit of an identity crisis as of late and I think I might actually go insane this time. On Sait Jamais. Speaking of French, I want to take a French class again, does anyone know how to take a French course outside of school? I’m pretty sure you can, my old boss at the soul-extraction company was taking an Italian class right before I quit and I’m pretty sure he did it through the community some how. So if anyone knows, you should tell me, because for some reason I’m thinking in franglais and its making me really happy.(for those of you who don’t know, franglais is half French half English. I used to be better at it but now its probably more like 70-30 instead of 50-50) This blog is so strange. I’m not intoxicated I swear. I have had two pepsi’s today though. (I’m tired.. All of this sitting around is really exhausting) okay well kiddies I think I might actually head to the gym… But you have a good’un!

I got a mind full of wicked designs

So when I went to that movie premier, I got fifty free downloads from some website, that was pretty sweet. I downloaded a boatload of Poe, and I have to say, I really like them a lot and wish that they were still around. Hey Pretty is a good song, and if I ever meet somebody, I think it might be somewhat autobiographical, but till then, its still a friggin good song. As usual I don’t have a whole lot to post about, which is why my posts have been few and far between lately. I’ve basically turned into a hermit which is starting to depress me. Oh well this will probably teach me to be independent or something? I dunno. Everyone’s been really busy lately, and my friends that I hang out with have left town or are leaving soon. ( I hate you Marci… Just kidding I’m just jealous) I dunno it just seems like for the last few months every time I make plans they fall through, which consequently makes me feel like dirt. I just need to acquire some more friends to keep me entertained…. I’ve been thinking about taking some class or volunteering, but you know, its harder to volunteer than you would think. Most places just want monetary donations.. Which I have none. Anyways, I didn’t mean to turn this post into a big bitchfest… Hmm what else is going on? Oooh I finished Anna Karenina it was really good and I’m sort of sad to be done with it. Next book on the list is Between the Bridge and the River by Craig Ferguson. I’m pretty excited about it, he’s a recovering alcoholic and the book is supposed to be somewhat autobiographical, so I think I will like it. His show (The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson) is becoming one of my favorite shows and I find myself staying up late every night just to watch it. I think he might be my favorite TV person (Sorry ZB, but you and I both know that Scrubs is really starting to suck.. I mean com’on that season finale?) Well kiddies I’d better get going, but you be safe. Have a good’un