What I Am, What I'm Not

I'm tough.

I'm impervious.

I'm adaptable.

I'm flexible.

I'm independent.

I'm not (too) vulnerable.

And that makes me strong.

Black Skirt

I'm wearing this black skirt today. I've been wearing it a lot lately; I've found it to be a very versatile piece. There's a story behind this skirt. A few weeks prior before I moved down to Los Angeles, I went shopping with mom and sister at the mall. In the Pac Sun store, I tried on this skirt for the first time. I really liked it and wanted to buy it. My mom didn't, however. I don't remember the exact conversation, but she didn't think it was flattering on me and didn't want to waste the money. Maybe she worried I'd never wear it. I was upset, but we left the store.

The next week, I was shopping with a friend and saw the Pac Sun store. I went inside and bought the skirt with my own money. And I felt pretty liberated. Of course, I can't wear it in front of her, but I packed it and now I wear it often. This is my black skirt, it matches a lot of shirts. It fits me, and has pockets. The epitome of feminism. 

So, I guess there's a moral to this story. Many times, my mom is right when it comes to clothing choices and shopping. I'm certainly no expert. It's good to listen to advice. But other times, you might have to disobey or deviate in order to make a decision that's best for you. Maybe my mom was right and this skirt makes me look fat. I don't think so, though, and perhaps I'm happy in ignorance. I like wearing my black skirt on my own and I'm fine.

Quotable Friday's Post

Reflect. And I'll talk to you soon.

FEAR: 

False 

Evidence 

Appearing 

Real

Week Three

I can't believe I haven't posted at all this week. Part of me was afraid to reveal the truth, or to somehow jinx my good fortune. I had a very good weekend; this upcoming one will be dull in comparison (probably). I really appreciate everything my boyfriend does for me. I was joking with one of my friends (you know who you are), and told her to discover the flaws in the boy she liked, and then her crush would be resolved. I'm pretty confident I know all of Sean's flaws, and I like him despite of and even because of them. You've probably heard that advice before. "Loving unconditionally." But I really mean it- it's essential.

But never mind that. I don't like to give advice; it makes you vulnerable. I have started this tutoring program where we go to schools of lower-income populations and help kids with math and science, primarily. My tutee's name is George and he's in sixth grade. I'm actually going to leave to get on the van very soon. I like it. I really want to help him. I've been wondering if I'm involved enough in college and extracurricular activities, but now quizzes have started being issued and midterms approach and my mind stops questioning so much.

Stay tuned for the Quotable of the week. I have something in mind, but I want it to be in separate post. 

Also, because of circumstances I can't detail explicitly here, I'm going to start posting a lot more photographs. (Better quality ones, too, at least digitally.) So...I hope you have a good weekend. I hope you read PostSecret and do something you like, such as solving Sudoku puzzles or eating yogurt with cereal or drawing faces on a pumpkin with a Sharpie. Those are things I enjoy.

Quotable Friday's Post

Reflect on this:

Well done is better than well said.

-Benjamin Franklin

Im(perfect)ion

Listen, listen.

Do you ever think about it?

You're not gaining anything by trying to be the best.

Striving for the impossible.

Setting vague goals with little value attached.

And now...

Do you realize the weight you've put on yourself by being the best little girl in the world?

Quotable Friday's Post

I missed it by an hour, but I can still post now. You'll all forgive me, right?

Reflect on this:

“Everybody gets so much information all day long that they lose their common sense.”
-Gertrude Stein