Pablo Neruda's poems have somehow resonated with me. They are beautiful, lyrical, and touching. His "Saddest Poem" made my heart ache; without divulging too much details, it described perfectly the conflicts and confusions we have for loves past, loves unrealized, loves gone awry. I felt a knot in my stomach as I read the "Saddest Poem", but I read ( Read more... )

"Laughter is the language of the soul ( Read more... )

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What should have been behind the wheel day 12 got postponed. Did not feel well to drive today, but, I did drive from my house to Century City in west LA yesterday. I will say it out loud, I am proud of myself. =P

I wish I didn't swerve to the right every time I looked over my left shoulder to change lanes. Didn't get honked at, and no one followed ( Read more... )

Dearest Fluffy ( Read more... )

Day Five ( Read more... )

I have been eating so randomly these days I need a food log -_ ( Read more... )

Yesterday I asked if I could practice in the Santa Anita Mall parking lot. It was really cool, it reminds me of the driving thing at Disneyland. It had a lot of curves, uphill downhill, actual stop signs, and a steep incline to the second floor of the parking structure. I did step on gas thinking it was brake once, and had to learn reverse for the ( Read more... )

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I guess this is technically behind-the-wheel part 1 and 1.5.

Learning to drive is... stressful. I think I'll definitely become a slow driver. Road rage? Probably not for me, besides, the instructions I got were "Go 25-35 on local, stay around 55 on freeway." I am not going fast anywhere.

I've learned I like going straight, turning is annoying ( Read more... )