Things Worth Reading

My new favourite website:

http://www.happynews.com

:)

An update.

I've been finishing college applications for the past few days. The weirdest thing about my life right now is that I have no idea where I'm going to be in a year from now. I have this blurred, surreal idea of the future. It's all too much to consider. 

I honestly don't THINK I'll end up on the east coast next year. Partially because I'm realistic and not expecting to get accepted by the schools I'm applying to, and also because I've lived in California my whole life. I want to, though.

I don't think I'll end up in Oregon, or Southern California either. I'm not sure why.

Will I end up at a private college, or a a state university? No one- not even I- will know until March or April.

Tradition.

Erlings + Eastwoods + Christmastime = An amazing gingerbread house every year

:)

Cemetery

Walking through a cemetery isn't as morbid as you'd probably think.

Shakespearian Analogy

If I were a character in Hamlet,
I'd be Ophelia for sure.

I was wrong.

I seem to make more mistakes as I grow up. That doesn't seem right, but I rationalize: What if I'm making more mistakes because I'm taking greater risks? If so, in essence, I am learning more.

I was wrong about a girl I thought hardly existed. I had one of those epiphanies when you realize you don't know everything. Quick to judge, quick to be wrong. It was a moment when I sudden;y felt bad for all the things I had said before, and the frustration I had felt didn't matter.

I was wrong, but who to apologize to? I cannot apologize to her; she doesn't know I talked about her badly (I'm not that mean). I can't apologize people who listened to my gossip- they just listened to my ranting. I'm sorry to...myself?

If my conscience were a scale, it'd be one of those super-advanced, high-tech pieces of equipment that can measure weight down to the tenth of a gram. Even slight misdeeds leave it hanging out of balance. Even tiny wrongs weigh in noticeably on the scale.

I wish I knew more. I wish I wasn't ignorant. I wish everyone wasn't ignorant.

Monk Series Finale Aires Tomorrow Night.

I kind of love that my number of blog posts last month was 11; I just noticed it. Eleven posts for the eleventh month. Now I'm going to try to get 12 this month...this one's number two. Of course, I can't really continue this pattern, since January will be the first month again, and I have more to say than that.

I did the most un-vegetarian thing today. My vegetarian friends would be ashamed of me, haha. However, I survived. 

I need to get my stufff together.

Come to a fresh beginning.

See what we see.

Conquer all obstacles.