I guess I don't write anything on here except for surveys anymore. Maybe I should change that? Life is good-- stressful, confusing, crazy, but I have the best people surrounding me, so it is all good. OH LOOK, HERE IS ANOTHER SURVEY ( Read more... )

I like to waste time. Here is my latest attempt at that ( Read more... )

1.Would you kiss, the last person you kissed, again ( Read more... )

Yeah, I am lame, but here is another survey. I stole it from Emily on Myspace ( Read more... )

Driving home yesterday across Washington, I had put my ipod on "shuffle songs" and was listening to pieces of my collection as they were randomly selected. About half way home, I realized that most of the songs I had been listening to had sparked the memory of a certain person or situation. In fact, the more I thought about it, the more I realized ( Read more... )

I never write in here anymore. But since I am putting off dealing with my sunburn as I go to bed, here is a little survey for you stolen from the one and only Megan Boucher. (Pronounce it Bow-chur. She likes that ( Read more... )

Eastern Washington has a definite open-ness about it that Western Washington lacks. You can drive down the highway and see for miles in any direction in Eastern WA, whereas on the other half of the state there is always some building or some damn mountain getting in your way. Not that buildings and mountains aren't good things to look at, but if ( Read more... )

I get so frustrated when I look back at old pictures and remember things that happened in middle and high school. I hate remembering how much I let other people affect what I did and how I felt about myself. I really don't think I was living my own life back then. I wish I had... those years would have been so much better, so much more fulfilling ( ( Read more... )

Thought 1: I lost, and I don't know how to feel about that.

Thought 2: In living "my own life," I have failed to be in the lives of people I care about. Looking at pictures and realizing how much I wanted to be there makes me feel something I can't describe.

This week has been a week for thoughts and melancholy.

In this sea of change, understanding is our shore ( Read more... )