It is scary how fragile our bodies are..

WedNESday, Yay.

Highlight #1: Today in art long block I managed to start my self portrait (everyone else started about a week ago, and I was stuck suffering in the sketching stage as Ms. Fusco mercilessly reminded me of flaw after flaw about my drawing). In the same period, I came close to finishing my self portrait. Do you have any idea how satisfying this is? It made me feel productive for the entirety of the day.

Highlight #2: My mother (the world's best cook) made tacos for dinner. Tacos will forever be my favorite food, and will forever be the highlight of any day that they play a role in.

Connected

And when Paul thinks of snow, soft winds blow, 'round his head
and the phone rings, just once late at night, like a bird
calling out, "Wake up, Paul.

Don't be scared, don't believe you're all alone."

Listening to this album reminded me of the connection that Andrew Bird brought to Joey, Emily, Nina, and I a couple of months ago. It is really weird when you have something inside of you, and you think it is so unique to only you. Like it is too big to explain with words, so how could anyone else possibly understand?But then one day you find someone, who carries this exact same 'thing' or thought or feeling or belief that you do and they can understand whatever is inside of you that they share. Today it hit me that I am surrounded by precious, complex, wonderful people who I don't take nearly enough time to appreciate. On the walk from school to 'The Corner Shop' I had a very enjoyable talk with someone who I am realizing has more of a connection to me (and my thoughts, feelings, beliefs) than I thought. And it makes me so hopeful that everything I feel inside this confused little body of mine is not alone.

AMSCO YAH AMSCO.

Something happens in the hearts of most people when they enter the driver's seat of a vehicle, I'm sure of it. Or maybe their heart simply just disappears? Bottom line that on the road, everyone seems like selfish, rude, inpatient assholes. The passenger seat is where my juvenile self was first introduced to words such as "idiot" and "imbecile" as my mother got frustrated with the apparently inadequate drivers surrounding her. Driving is a huge symbolic step in my life, and I do not want to fall into the trap of being an angry driver who honks, passes those going to speed limit, and whips out the middle finger. I am not going to become this driver! OKAY? Okay.

Determination.

P.s. This was a beautiful weekend- back to the grind.

In Your Heart There's A Spark

Not to be extremely cliche or anything and quote Winnie the Pooh.. but I'm going to quote Winnie the Pooh. Because sometimes you forget this, but I would like to remind you that you are "braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think." Never forget it, you're a wonderful, true person, and you have the freedom of accomplishing anything at all you desire, in your future.

Happy Birthday Week Jay '0H.

Good Enough?

-I hate powerschool with a fiery passion. It reminds you of every single mistake you have made, even if the mistake doesn't even end up mattering in the long run. Can't it just be pitying, and deem forgiveness for my mistakes? Damn heartless powerschool, it will never let me be 'good enough.'

I need change.

True Fall

Today, honesty is the bravest quality that you can portray. Embrace it, thrive with it.

I felt the wind on my cheek, coming down from the east,

And thought about how we are all as numerous as leaves on trees

And maybe ours is the cause of all mankind

Give love to make more, try to stay alive.