some of my favorite moments are singing her songs at the top of my lungs. nothing sounds/feels better than that liberating moment when you hit the high note with her

power of music?

then this sorta popped up and i couldn't stop smiling

there has to be other things you can do other than eat crepes in france. geeze. easiest thing to make on the planet? probably. if I traveled across the globe you can bet your patoot I'm gonna be eating the finest pastry imaginable by French standards, which obviously are super high. crepes.. pfft

slightly more cheerful; esmeralda

hahaha

:(

as excited as i am for everyone to embark on these new journeys, i'm coming to dread august more and more.

i'm gonna miss everyone so much

especially this one guy

and now i'm just goofing it up because i can't stop hugging him every chance i get. i think i'm weirding him out

 i thought i could get pretty attached before, but those past things seem so trivial now in comparison.

didn't really hit me til yesterday

growing up is negative fun

wow. i had jam packed fun days 7 years ago.

old blog (warning 2005 material)

well

"my goal isn't unrealistic because it's impossible to reach, it's unrealistic because of the boundaries i've set for myself. mentally and physically. i've succumbed to the excuse, to the expectation, to the limitation i've set in my own head. "i can't stop doing this because if i start again eventually everything i've worked for will fall apart." but it won't, cause it can't, because i don't know if it would or not and i haven't even given it a chance.


on another token, i haven't come to terms with our family friend's death because i haven't really given myself the chance to honestly talk it through, to say what they meant to me, what their kindness and thoughts meant to me and how it's fueling my goal to practice one day. i think that in some way is holding me back, it's been the topic of many conversations that i've tried my hardest to avoid. in all honesty though i'm still expecting to hear a phone call one day or a warm welcome on a trip home from athens.

the gist of it here is this, having an internal battle of wits with yourself never ever helps. if you're unhappy about something, try and fix it as soon as possible instead of bottling it up and letting it fester. then that itself becomes a limitation, and no one wants limitations. they make you feel silly and not in charge of your own life. yourself wouldn't be too happy about that."




sometimes i look back at what i've written and wonder a) why does my english grammar keep getting worse while my spanish gets better b)how would this look if i'd written this in gujarati c)how was it me who wrote this? i actually am not embarrassed by it

blergh

why are people so damn mean all the time?

i'm sick and tired of hearing people make fun of others' interests just because they have their own idea of what's "cool"

yeah i know, i do it too. but to be so blatant and hurtful about it is ridiculous and doesn't help anyone.

take your vindictive comments elsewhere, especially those of you with the power to reach many. spread positive ideas rather than insensitive interpretations.  read a book instead of glowering at what you hate constantly, and maybe you'll be a tad bit happier yourself.



i think i get it

the internet has made it so that we're no longer that "special" person who jumps between the roots and the byrds, the hemingway and the dario, the japanese architecture and the vintage tea set.  it scares everyone, i'm sure. the right way of going about that fear is to not backlash at anyone like them as though they are a threat, but instead embrace the fact that you're not alone.