Wisdom from My Father

I'm cleaning my room for college, getting rid of things I don't need and putting the memories away into boxes. Sorting the stuff I will take with me from the things I'll leave behind. 

On opening a wooden box that I filled with mementos of my father's I found in his wallet a note or a list of things that could not be more fitting for this occasion of preparation to spread my wings and fly. (corny alert) 

His note:

1. Be an individual

2. Talk- to me or someone

3. Don't worry about others

4. Live for yourself

5. Don't think-Do!

The Past is a butthead? Yup.

You're better than that. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AsSRW8XN-pk

Watch and smile cause you're worth it!

Sometimes...The things one realizes after 8 days of Precious Moments

    Sometimes my lungs can't handle the air i'm breathing. I get pulled in a world of fantasy stuck in my head of stories. Sometimes I pay more attention to blinking and my heart thumping than my own thoughts. Sometimes I find love in the most inconvenient of times. Sometimes I realize things aren't meant to be. Sometimes I realize they are. That's what this week has shown me. 

     It's crazy to know how tired I get off of 5 hours of sleep a night. Encouraging, sharing, loving, sighing, being...how should I feel here? I'm in the middle, not stuck but merely floating, wading and lightly lapping the water to push towards the surface. Dangerously close to the edge of the bridge with one foot planted on solid ground. People think I'm fine now. But, I know they're wrong. I'm not okay, but I devote each day aiming to to be so one day. As long as I keep trying and holding on I'm sure some sort of positive change will come as my karma level musy be at an incredibly high and positive level. Oh well. 

Don't know what to think about this experience of CAM. I've gained close friends but lost who I thought I was and have become more confused about who I am. That's scary to me because if I can't figure out how can I understand anything else? Like 2 plus 2. Shouldn't equal four? Who knows...?

    I'm not as talented as many, prettier, skinner, funnier, nicer, more honest, or open, but I am me. That's all one can strive to be right? 

haha good glad that your doing very good lol i'm doing ok haha=)

why thanks "D

You've got the questions; I've got the answers.

My Room- A Poem I wrote Freshman Year.

My room, 

My desert place where no one can reach me

The place to dream and live freely

To show my true colors and not be afraid.

In my room, 

There is a window of opportunity

The chance to soar high above others-

And Not be overshadowed by others' achievements. 

My room, 

The space where I can be hidden-

In a transcendent lime green, 

From all the sorrow and cloudy days, 

From all my fears and from reality.

My room, 

The spot where I am most happy, 

The place that gives me courage-

To someday leave my room.