I think I'm starting a blog. I'm moving my dalai lama spiel to it. It's going to be positive and upbeat and hopefully not depressing and rant-ridden. I like live-journal, but I also want to be on the blogosphere bahahaha.
Asenath, Chelsea, and Woody: if you guys see this post of mine, I want you to check it out.
www.puttingmetogether.blogspot.com

I know some people think that I write really weird things in my livejournal...that my livejournal is always so serious etc etc etc. But I'll tell you one thing...I haven't been on this thing since God knows when and I am thoroughly pleased at the caliber of my entries ( Read more... )

I really do buckle under pressure. :/ i wonder why i didn't during APs ( Read more... )

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6 and a half months and 36 sleepless hours later...I've realized that high school is...over ( Read more... )

It's amazing how connected the internet makes you feel. One minute I'm sitting completely isolated, focused, dilgently working on my essay, and the next minute my internet has suddenly started working and I feel like I am traveling the world...
It's an odd feeling.

This new live journal format is freaking weird. WEIRD I TELL YOU.
It's 1:12 and i'm doing a research report
My knees hurt so bad...
I saw chinese acrobats at centennial hall and felt like royalty. :)

Note: before you read this, please acknowledge that there are two preceding parts to this final flow of words. (see below)

The first words out of the Dalai Lama's mouth were, I am a human being.

He is. Moreso than anything I have ever seen before. Today I realized how much it meant to me to go see him.

The topic was, once again, finding ( Read more... )

My first impressions:

As we took our seats I realized that the last time I was in a place that could hold this many people who wanted to see a prominent figure...was at the Bush rally. Now for those of you who could never see me going to a Bush rally, you're right. However, I was under the impression that it was a speech (we dressed up and ( Read more... )

Friday: I go home and am vaguely told that the Dalai Lama is coming to Tucson. Of course my mother wants to go, and she wil be bringing my grandparents too. Well, with the ensuing "practice" and "set-building" the details are completely left out. (I came up with that dance in 20 min for those of you that care.)

Saturday: morning consists of dance, ( Read more... )