i found my old xanga.

i looked through some of the posts and i kind of liked this one:


"affluence doesn't make you a better person. it just means you're luckier than the rest of us. i am not my circumstances. i am not my feelings, thoughts, or problems. i am not the house i live in, the car i drive, the job i have, or the college i go to. i am not my intelligence. i am not my vocabulary. i am not my ability or strength. i am not even my body. it is not my fault i was given the mind that i have. all i can do is try. it doesn't matter that it doesn't show on the outside. as long as i am trying on the inside in everything i do, I will matter as long as i am breathing. i am me. i am my heart and soul. maybe if i keep telling myself these things, i will eventually be good enough for me. i just wish i wouldn't let you unravel everything i stand on every time i talk to you. you tear me apart without even trying. and i don't think you're aware of it at all."



i don't remember writing that at ALL. and i have no idea who the last part is about. it was like 3 or 4 years ago.

everyone is graduating and getting married. actually i guess it's been a perpetual season of weddings ever since i graduated so i guess it's nothing new. it just seems like a lot of people lately because micaela, rebekah, and my dad are all getting married this summer/fall. i'm a bridesmaid in rebekah's, the videographer for micaela's, and i'm playing flute for my dad's.

what if i was a singer? or a photographer? mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. delicious.

i wrote evan a letter today and printed out some pictures to send. i wonder if he got to talk to his madre today. they only get to talk to their families on mother's day and chirstmas day. i'd probably die.

it was my dad's birthday yesterday and it's my little sister's birthday tomorrow. and it's mother's day today. i guess i better get to calling people asap.



PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ. peace.