NEW NEW NEW

New semester tomorrow. I'm so
Nervous
Excited
Scared
Timid
Anxious
Happy
Sad
etc. etc. etc.


I have to get some sleep!

I'm just a little bit caught in the middle

I'm so happy to be done with first semester. It's like a million pounds was lifted off my shoulders. I really hate complaining it's one of my biggest pet peeves but I found myself doing it all the time when I had classes and big assignments due to Ms. Mata or Ms. White. I'm glad to be out of their hair and for all I know I won't ever have to talk to either of them again. It feels really great.

Remember to

I really wish

It would snow!

Hey guess what!

It's 2010!

Happy new year, even though I'm a few days late!

I will be writing more after finals, their killing me right now.
STUDY STUDY STUDY!

I just thought of this.

(California 2007)




Live and Love have one letter difference
I don't believe that's a coincidence.
Back when you were young
you didn't know how to love.
Every time I see what I could have done
I regret not learning how to live and love.

Thanksgiving again.

That time of year when every child is remembering their manners again, on their best behavior. When people seem happier and wholesome. I don't have a lot of time to write. My mother, sister and I have a party to prepare for. Happy Thanksgiving, one more time.

Ser/Estar

People become profound, more defined over the years. I think people change all the time, if we didn't change we wouldn't learn. Not only physically, but mentally. I know I am not the same person I was two years ago, let alone two months ago. We learn from every experience. We are a collaboration of all we have ever known. Let it be genetic, or environmental, ser or estar.

The secret life of bees.

I love this movie. It's so great.



Here are some of my favorite quotes;

People who think dying is the worst thing don't know a thing about life.

Sometimes not feeling is the only way you can survive.

Bee yard etiquette: ... the world is really one big bee yard, and the same rules work fine in both places:
Don't be afraid, as no life-loving bee wants to sting you. Still, don't be an idiot; wear long sleeves and long pants.
Don't swat. Don't even think about swatting. If you feel angry, whistle. Anger agitates,
while whistling melts a bee's temper. Act like you know what you're doing, even if you don't.
Above all, send the bees love. Every little thing wants to be loved.

... some things don't matter much. Like the color of a house. How big is that in the overall scheme of life?
But lifting a person's heart--now, that matters. The whole problem with people is ... they know what matters,
but they don't choose it... The hardest thing on earth is choosing what matters.

Time

Time presses on
when an act of dissatisfaction occurs,
time presses on.
Left out of step,
a mind becomes hazy
and something deemed important
becomes increasingly insignificant,
a considerable amount of ourselves is lost,
depleted from the standard,
a sacrifice unintended.
And when the time to distinguish
what has fallen occurs,
we obtain more than what was surrendered
and time presses on.