Sunday, February 22, 2009

moi.

apple cinnamon cheerios and croutons are the best snacks ever created. you can eat them here or there, in a box, with mouse, absolutely anywhere.

travel is a passion, i would not be myself without the experience. it has made me complete and makes me want to do more. i am completely jealous of my sister who is travelling for six months.

i love to make things. being able to create something unique makes me happy. something that i know i am the only ones that has it.

i think that everyone one has a purpose in life and that they will not be complete unless they pursue it.

toes are one of the grossest things imaginalbe. especially in water they get incredibly prunny. they should not be shown.

people always ask me who my hero is. i don't have a specific hero. anyone who is brave enough to face day to day matters, even those who must face greater battles like cancer, i would consider a hero.

running through a forest makes me feel free. it makes me feel like there is nothing holding me back.

if the world was yellow, everyone one and everything would make me smile. it would convice me that that everything is fine. just like the walmart smiley everything would be all smiles.

sarcasm and procrastination are my ways.

locking doors scare me. i am scared of being trapped inside and not getting out.

tea is one of the best things to drink. it makes me feel calm and peaceful. it is a mini escape from reality. some days it is a survival tool.

i am affraid of breaking things that mean a lot to people, especially their hearts.

when i graduate, i want to go to south africa to volunteer and travel. volunteering has taught me alot, there is a constant need for volunteers. it shapes communities.

i heave always wondered if there is something else out there. not just aliens, but something real, something unpredictable that may never be discovered.

tears don't mean weakness, they show strength. strength of those not afraid to show their feelings.

singing outloud when no one is around is one of the best feelings of all. when no one can judge you. when no eyes are on you. when you are sure that it is you and you only.

cracking my head open and getting stitches is basicly my childhood. numerous times i have landed myself in the er. but on the upside it always ended in a popsicle.

any time i sneeze, i try to keep my eyes open. it doesn't work. it is just not meant to be. impossible. though one of my life goals is to make it happen.

old bands are the best. the ones with music that will last forever. with music that can be played anywhere or anytime. the sad songs and the happy ones.

laughing is my favourite thing of all. there is nothing better. the feeling you get from laughing just fills your body with joy and happiness. and when your stomach hurts makes life worth while.

i used to have flipper feet. i could not walk in a straight line. i would constantly be tripping over things. tree roots were the worst.

i love getting things in the mail. snail mail is the best of all. having the surprise of opening something unknown is like christmas. though bills are another story.

photography. end of story. being able to something the way you want is an amazing feeling. with the turn of a lens and the click of the button, you can create something that will last a life time.

the worst thing of all is going somewhere to get something and forgeting what you were supposed to get. drives me absolutely crazy. should use sticky notes or something.

summer come. winter go.

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