Oh yeah :P

I'm 16 now...


That was.....anti climatic...


I hate birthdays in once sense because it's so awkward sitting there while people sing happy birthday. And what are you supposed to say when people write "Happy birthday!" on your wall? Just smile and say "Thanks [name] :)"? That's all I did...

Confusion, then happiness

I've been so confused in the past few days, but that's not important anymore. I realized that this is just how things work. You have to understand that not everything is going to go your way

AT

THAT

MOMENT.


It might take a while, but eventually the things that need to happen will happen.

So M, I'm sorry I dragged you into this whole post-relationship-confusion thing, and I hope you can forgive me, but when I saw that you were truly happy, and are in love with S, I knew I couldn't be angry with you. This is an affair of the heart, not the mind, and I will have no say in the matter.

Have fun, be happy, and love.

(I'm serious M, you've taught me so much, and I will always be happy for you. You made the call, and I respect that, and friends is now, truly, the best. We have struck the final chord, and this opera is over. The audience will leave, and be happy because the characters found resolution.)

This is directed to YOU

If you're reading this, then this is for you.

You know that thing you know you should do, but just don't have the courage to do? That thing you tell yourself you'll do later, or won't really matter? That thing you're sure will ruin your life, or have people hate you?


DO IT.


DO IT NOW.


Trust me, it makes you feel so much better, and people respect you for it.

For one reader in particular, you will understand the context/motivation behind this. Thanks (a ton) and a big hug for you.

Truth in a quote

"It's not the critic who counts, not the one who points out how the strong man stumbles or how the doer of deeds might have done it better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred with sweat, and dust and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again, who spends himself in a worthy cause, and who, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly. His place will never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat."

Theodore Roosevelt

Peace?

Ok, this is making no sense to me.

I'm watching a CBC special on remembrance day, and a group of students who went to France to see what happened during WW2. Everyone's very emotional about it, and using that magical word.


Why?


Why did this all happen? It seems that everyone wants peace in this world. Everyone says that peace should be our number one priority, and yet there's still war.


The easiest answer is that there are people who like war, or that war supports the economy, or that people in other countries don't understand. I think there's a much simpler answer.


We just naturally fight. We aren't really peaceful beings. We just naturally don't get along. I can't put it into words right now, but you know what I'm talking about, right?


So really, we can't blame others when we're just as bad ourselves.


"Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?"
Matthew 7:2-4

I'm using a lot of Calvin and Hobbes references right now, and I think this will likely be the last one. I'm just reading through all them, and posting the ones I think are really applicable.

The sound of silence?

The silence rips your ears to shreds. It's cavernous, dark. Foreboding.


Nothing stirs.


Your pounding heart and your irregular breath are all that breaks the silence.


You have no way out.


The labyrinth spirals continually.


Who knows if there is any way out?


Who could know that true silence was so loud?


You wander aimlessly it seems.


Your only scrap of hope is the knowledge that if you continue to walk along one wall, you will eventually get out.


But what will you get out to?


Could this labyrinth be all there is left in this world?


The silence kills, but you are safe within it.


Do you want to leave?

Cool, part 2...

How cool are we?!?!