Senior Show = Death by Art

This is what I have concluded. Love is a choice. Therefore, I will not be foolish in my belief that I fall into it. No, I do not fall in or out but I choose to be in it. And I don't think that this kind of choice leads to any such lack in the "in love" feelings. I do not think the choice to love will result in a lack of the "feelings", the ( Read more... )

LET ME PREFACE THIS WITH THIS IS ALL FREE FLOWING THOUGHT AND NOT VERY CONNECTED AT ALL ( Read more... )

I am trying to let this sink it. I am rowing in head of the charles this year. I have to keep saying this over and over until I believe it.

So - I've been in India for over a month now and still have a good 3 weeks before I am home. This place is amazing. It is so stinking cool I want to stay here and travel for the rest of the year. Rajasthan - the state that I am in is known for its bright colors and they arnt kidding. THe city I live in, Jaipur, is solid pink (painted for the ( Read more... )

namastae.
i dont know if thats how you spell it or not, but I dont spell well in english anyway, so forget hindi.
So i'm in Orlando, getting ready to fly out to India. I'm so pumped.
Thats all folks.

I keep saying that one day I will switch over to xanga, but in all honesty I am too lazy. In fact I'm too lazy to actually write in this thing. Its not that I dont have the disciplin, but rather I write somehting and feel as if it is too trivial and stop writing after sentence number three. But here it is, I will write. I went into the city the ( Read more... )

Its good being home, as much as I feared it I was surprised at how much i enjoyed old friends. And by old I mean really old. I was literally petrifed of it. I was scared of what I was coming home to, if i was coming home to anything at all. First I went camping with Kendra, who has been my honorary sister since we were two and my best friend ( Read more... )

I am in the A boat. I am in the A boat. I am in the A boat.

I like being home and just sitting around the house doing homework, it reminds me of how life used to be. Unfortunatly it also reminds me that I've grown up. Taking Rylie for a walk was an extreamly surreal but euphoric experience; walking through the old grove where I would climb that one sraggly tree. One time I jumped out of it and my shorts ( Read more... )