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Birthday: 10/16/1990
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Monday, May 12, 2008

I wish you could hear me

I wish I could find you in the snow

So I'd know...


Friday, February 08, 2008

What is maturity?

Is it when you get to a place where things, people, places revert you back to a current state? Is it when you turn a certain age? Is it disopline? Knowledge?

I don't think it's defined by time. Time is only an illusion. If time were the deciding factor to what makes or breaks growth, than everyone would be mature when they hit 18 years old. But it doesn't work like that.  I pose this question simply, because it is simply what all humans struggle with. Its a question wrapped around self identity. Oh yes, the struggle Hamlet was based around. Shakespear said that the only way we know our true selves is to accept our own mortality. The ability that every creature, living thing is vulnerable to. The great equalizer of men. We will all die and be baried in earth. We will decompose and fungus will eat at our organs. I've always been afraid of death, but It's one thing I've never been fully able to comprehend. What is so scary? Leaving this comfortable life in suburbia, SUVs taking over our streets, a life dictated by advertisements. And I don't mean that lightly, they dictate everything when you think about it. But back to the question at hand. Death is change. Not nessesarily good or bad. But thats why its scary, because we don't know what is waiting on the other side. Relegion isn't right. None of them are, how could they possibly be? It's not like the lotery, like some guy just chose to guess what happens to us when we die and got it right. Basically relegion is centered around death. It talks about how we should practice rituals and do good deeds. But that's only because we die, and we want our death to be pleasant. If there was no end to life, than why would anyone buy into relegion? So how is it possible to accept one's own mortality? It would be to relinquish all that human nature is based upon. All we do is seek knowledge, entertainment. Everything we do practically is a stall from the boredom of existance. But theres more than that. Its a burning desire to know whats instore for us. We have to know, so that we can feel comfort. But we can never just be free, to live in the present means that you arnt afraid of death. If we don't ask questions about the future, than we'll never know whats instore.

After school I walked home. I listened to music and saw the afternoon, friday, february air. The sun made everything golden. For some reason when I see the sun like that it makes me think of times when I felt that way. Black cement in my driveway is a comfort. The culdasac I look out to from my window every day when I wake up is always there regardless. I'm so scared of loosing it, but if I don't than I'll never find anything better.

I think the answer to what is maturity can be summed up in how we deal with situations day to day. It's not a transformation. It's measured by each upcomning task. It's something that is in the present. Its just an adjective.


Saturday, November 03, 2007

this AP art concentration isnt going to do itself!


Thursday, September 20, 2007

Together yet not...

I started missing all the people that graduated from north from years before. Especially my brother and his friends from that grade. Maybe I miss them because their intangible, or maybe it's because im overloaded with seeing new people and change.

It really has been plauging me for some time now...not being able to see eric for so long. It's almost like he doesn't exist anymore. And whenever I think about it, it just makes me cry. I feel like I'm never going to be able to see him again and it's not fucking fair.

I have so many aquantances at north...I guess I feel "accepted" in a way, but they are so immature I can't stand it. I miss being the younger one of all my friends and having them to look up to. I mean, it wasn't all perfect because I never felt like I could see eye to eye with them. I wished so badly I could graduate with them, but im stuck here.

Hopefully it'll just get better in college as doreen says.  

Maybe it's the change that is making me feel so depressed lately. That's gotta be it. I've gone from having no self esteem this week, to being okay, to being sad again from missing people that are intangible.

It's like that bright eyes song...btw I'm going to bright eyes concert with maya (so excited) in november.

I just gotta figure this whole thing out before my head explodes,

and I have to do my stages homework.


Monday, September 10, 2007

I swear I could listen to Juipiter Jazz for the rest of my life...except the song is so somber. It doesn't even need words though, the saxaphone does all the talking. I watched the episode with amanda and she liked it, and I love it. It's one of those shows I just can't get enough of. I think I need to watch it again when I have some free time away from the play and staying afterschool everyday...but I shouldn't complain cause it's not that bad. It's nice to be apart of something.

Eternal Sunshine is such an emotional movie when you understand it...it has the same effect on me almost like cowboy bebop except think I might like cowboy bebop better. 

I just love the color of her hair...even though her character is so fucked up she's fun.

Gotta stop the water from running now before the bathtub overflows. It reminds me of a dream I've had before...one that is vague and incomplete.

Guess I should stick to poetry now since I can't write short stories for shit.



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