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Monday, July 31, 2006

It is now 1:30 in the morning and I have another hour until I leave to go to work, then another four until I can come home and go to sleep...does anyone else see something wrong with that statement.

Also, just something I was thinking about:  I will have basically nothing to do for the month of August.  Everyone starts school, except Tech, when we move in in early September.

And...I've discovered that I'm the kind of person who, for some reason will always remember particular moments in my life.  It varies too-from the mundane, to blissful, to heartwrenchingly painful.  They're vivid too.  Sometimes I can remember exactly what was talked about, what people were wearing, and what I was thinking about at the time.  Which brings me to another point...I realize I can talk quite a bit if you get me going and can, I'm sure get very annoying at times, but I NEVER say everything I want to.  I can't do it...it's not in me to do anything that could hurt someone else, if I know that's what it will do, even if that person is myself...I always refuse to put myself-my feelings-into words, because I don't want to realize how well anyone knows me.  I don't what that means, except that I can't get too close to anyone, because I won't put my feelings on the line.  I also have way too much alone time, when I'm going to work at night and sleeping the entire day.  I'm basically just killing time by writing this...I'm very easily bored.

Being nocturnal is kind of lonely :(


Saturday, July 08, 2006

AP Scores

Euro. Hist. - 2

English Lit - 3

Calc BC - 3

Calc AB - 4

Stat - 5

Haha...I got a 5 in stat...that's kinda funny to me for some reason...


Friday, June 02, 2006

I'm going to Europe.

I'm going to Europe.

I'm going to Europe, hey hey hey.

Later, Bitches.  I'll see you in a couple weeks.


Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’06

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…

I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.

But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….

You’re not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you.

Sing.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either –

your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..

Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders. Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen…


Saturday, April 29, 2006

Yay!  No more goatee!

...sorry, Melissa...



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