| At times I realize that I don't yet have a voice of my own. In the library at school once, the librarian said that she didn't think she said an original thing until she was 22. I wonder how you know if you say something truly original, or if, it's even possible to ever really do such a thing. I guess, in that respect, it doesn't really matter, and even if you do say something and are proud of yourself, it's only your ego that you're feeding. Maybe the only thing that matters is that what you say is real, and you mean it. Originality is only based upon how much you've been able to see, and not the full range of what is out there. Whereas a true feeling can be the same but expressed a million different ways.
In the meantime, however, I guess I will borrow the voices of people who are smarter and wiser than me. People who experienced with their lives things that I only understand abstractly. The following is a poem that I saw today on the wall at Saratoga Library:
After a While
By Veronica Shoffstall
After a while you learn the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and
company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head
up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult,
not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if
you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own
soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring your
flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth. |
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I sure hope that I learn that, after a while. |
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Lonestar - Let's be us again
Tell me what I have to do tonight
Cause I¡¦d do anything to make it right
Let¡¦s be us again
Sorry for the way I lost my head
I don¡¦t know why I said the things I said
Let¡¦s be us again
Here I stand,
With everything to lose and all I know is I don¡¦t wanna ever see the end
Baby please I¡¦m reaching out for you
Won¡¦t you open up your heart and let me come back in
Let¡¦s be us again
Look at me, I¡¦m way past pride
Isn¡¦t there some way that we can try to be us again
Even if it takes awhile ill wait right here until I see that smile
That says we re us again
And here I stand with everything to lose and all I know is I don¡¦t ever wanna see the end
Baby please I m reaching out for you wont u open up your heart and let me come back in
Lets be us again
Baby, baby what would I can¡¦t imagine life without you
Here I stand with everything to loose and all I know is I don¡¦t wanna ever see the end
Baby please I¡¦m reaching out for you wont you open up your heart and let me come back in
Here I am I m reaching out for you so wont u open up your heart and let me come back in
Lets be us again
Ohhh let¡¦s be us again
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| PICTURES FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER.
I got a photobucket :-p
Senior Prom
im sorry, but i think this is the coolest group prom picture ever. im gettin a motorcycle because of this one.
 royalty
BEFORE
after- im the hairy one in the arms of that strange looking girl
welcome to the prom at office max
contrast
My "date" yuleee 
Thanks guys 
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| we're getting a xanga website for AP LIT.
enough said...
e-prop it haha :-p |
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| i dont know why i've posted almost everyday this week! commenting to my xanga will only encourage me to post more, which will be a very very bad thing to do considering that ap season is in our midst. (dont do itt :-p)
oh well, i'll go watch more nba playoffs. (since when am I watching basketball?)
go cows |
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