worth remembering.

do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. live in the present and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering.

never go away.

i've learned that no matter how much i care, some people are just assholes. i've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and it only takes suspicion- not proof, to destroy it. i've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to others, they're more screwed up than you think. i've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon and all the less important ones just never go away.

missing someone.

missing someone isn't about how long it's been since you've seen them or the amount of time since you've talked. it's about that very moment when you're doing something and wishing they were right there with you.

thank you.

Um, thank you. I'm not much for public speaking. Or much for speaking. Or, come to think of it, much for the public. And I'm not very good at lying. So let me just say that, in my experience, high school sucks. If I had to do it all over again, I'd have started advanced placement classes in preschool so I could go from eighth grade straight to college. However, given the unalterable fact that high school sucks, I'd like to add that if you're lucky enough to have a good friend and a family that cares it doesn't have to suck quite as much. Otherwise my advice is; stand firm for what you believe in, until and unless experience proves you wrong. Remember, when the emperor looks naked, the emperor is naked. The truth and a lie are not sort of the same thing. And there is no aspect, no facet, no moment of life that can't be improved with pizza. Thank you.

live forever.

if you could live forever, what would you live for?

lesson from crayons.

we could all take a lesson from crayons:
some are sharp.
some are beautiful.
some have weird names.
all are different colours.
but they all have to learn to live in the same box.

monkey bars.

merry christmas! <3

getting over a painful experience is like crossing the monkey bars. you have to let go at some point to move forward.

lifestyle.

happiness is a lifestyle, love is a journey, and sadness is a decision.

something better.

We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or Insane. Saints or Sex Addicts. Heroes or Victims. Letting history tell us how good or bad we are. Or we can decide for ourselves. And maybe its our job to invent something better.

learn a lot of things.

in life we learn a lot of things. which movie theatres have cup holders, which classmate is most reliable to cheat off, how to give and take advice, how and why to love, which roads harbour hidden cops, times to laugh or cry, and which towns have your bank's branch. but among the most important things we learn is this; just because we argue doesn't mean there's no love, and just because we aren't related doesn't mean we aren't family

freeze time.

I think everyone has a certain part of their life where
they truly wish they could freeze time. whether it
was three years ago, today, or still to come, whether it
was just a moment, a whole day, or a whole summer.
everyone has a time in their life where they wish
everything would just stop. the world would stop turning
and people would stop changing. because to them,
at that time, everything was perfect

look at the stars.

look at the stars.
they're the same stars as last week, last year.
same as when we were kids, when we weren't even born.
in 100 years no one will ever know who we were,
but they'll know those same stars.

go back.

sometimes in order to move forward, you have to go back.

don't be afraid.

don't be afraid to look the world straight in the eye.

fight.

fight for your dreams.

just be yourself.

just be yourself.
it doesn't matter if it's good enough for someone else.

- jimmy eat world

be like a river.

be like a river.
they always go forward and never go backwards.
therefore, do not let your past determine your future

give us chocolate.

girls aren't that complicated. i mean, how hard is it to say 'you look pretty' and give us chocolate?!

antojitos.

Antojitos > Everything else

-Matt Bresee

i hate it when.

i hate it when at all the weddings, the grandmas gather around me and say, "you're next." but they stopped doing it when i did it to them at funerals.

something you love.

you can only become truly accomplished at something you love. don't make money your goal. instead, pursue the things you love doing and then do them so well that nobody can take their eyes off you.

how they feel.

I think that's what I find most strange about this world; nobody ever says how they feel. They hurt, but they don't cry out. They're happy, but they don't dance or jump around. And they're angry but they hardly ever scream. Because they feel ashamed. Nothing's worse than that. So we all walk around with our heads looking down and never look up and see how beautiful the sky is.

stuck in the past.

it's taken me a while, but i'm learning that letting go of the past is a good thing. it doesn't mean forgetting, it just means moving on. because you can't enjoy the present when you're stuck in the past.

life is too short.

happy 20th birthday to my bffttm, jeff westaway.

life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones that dont. believe that everything happens for a reason. if you get a chance, take it, if it changes your life then let it. nobody said it would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.

doesn't have a purpose.

life is the ability to feel so happy, you think your insides are going to explode. it's being so upset or disappointed, you feel as if your stomach just dropped ten feet out of place. it's running so hard, you can barely breathe. it's that feeling of panic when you know you've been caught doing something wrong. it's having that sudden rush before you kiss someone you care about. it's opening your eyes and feeling them sting because you spent the whole night crying. it's letting people go, but letting new ones come in and all the while, realizing that life doesn't have a purpose unless you let it.

gonna be okay.

why be concerned with things you have no control over? what good is it to worry when you never really know what's going to happen? tomorrow is just another day. you'll find your way, and you know what? you're gonna be okay.

stop running for cover.

you might hide behind your computer screen. & i might hide behind my music. & she might hide behind her sports. but the truth of it is, we all have something that we're hiding from. & maybe we should stop running for cover, because what might happen when those things can't defend us anymore?

nobody.

i don't want to be with somebody who would rather be with me than nobody,
i want to be with somebody who would rather be with me than anybody.

rock, paper, scissors.

I understand that scissors can beat paper,
and I get how rock can beat scissors,
but there's no frickin way paper can beat rock.
Paper is supposed to magically "wrap around" rock, leaving it immobile?
Why the hell can't paper do this to scissors?
Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people?
Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly
suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class?
I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody.
A rock would tear that motha up in about 2 seconds.
When I play rock/paper/scissors, I always choose rock.
Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper
I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say,
"Oh crap, I'm sorry, I thought paper would protect you."

we lose people.

sometimes, no matter how much faith we have, we lose people. but you never forget them, and sometimes, it's those memories that give us the strength to go on.

life is right.

Monday December 1st
summer; where all the days run into each other
and the nights belong to lust and lovers.
when every day is a saturday night
and the living is easy and the life is right.


Sunday November 30th
you can't stay in your corner of the forest
waiting for others to come to you.
you have to go to them sometimes.
- winnie the pooh!