Passions

Do you know what is wrong with society these days? People are afraid to recognize their passions. They hide in their dark little corners and chastise those who would revel in their passions. People are afraid to do what they really want to do. Want to go to Del Taco at 2am? Then go! Want to walk barefoot to the park? Then do it! Want to travel the world with nothing more than a song in your heart? GO! I'm so tired of people telling me that being me is wrong. Dreaming about owning a business? Sure! Why not? Because life is only so long before you wake up dead and realize that the only thing you did was what everyone else wanted you to do. And how does that make sense? If they want to do something then let them do it. And what is with people never showing exactly how they feel? I had a teacher once who always wanted to laugh, but for some reason he never did. Are you happy? Yes? Then freaken smile! First dates? No need to play games or act like things aren’t what they are. If you are having fun then have fun and if it isn’t then don’t act like it is. God gave us emotions for a reason and they are a precious gift. Who are we to ignore one of life’s most beautiful assets? Enjoy life. Enjoy love, friendship, freedom, art, and even pain. Yes I know pain isn’t enjoyable, but you should appreciate it for what it is because sometimes pain is one of the most dictating things about us. It can make a person great and mighty or completely destroy them. People need to be alive! And be who they are! That being said, doing only what you want to do all the time will only lead to anarchy. So where do we draw the line? I guess as long as your actions don't inflict upon someone else's freedom then it is acceptable in America. Mostly... can you say gay marriage inflicts upon other people's freedoms? Well, even if it doesn't I'm completely against it.

Picture Updates

having fun with sparklers

at kiwanis park

at a barbeque

bridal veil falls

Being an Adult

AHHH so sometimes life is really complicated and full of stress. Sometimes you have to deal with other people's shortcomings because that's who they are. Sometimes you have to be patient. SOMETIMES people become selfish because they take your patience and charity for granted..... sigh. How do you give to someone without expecting anything in return? I know thats what unconditional love is, but when you are getting hounded at left and right and you're trying to be everything you can be and yet it's still not enough... I'm getting stretched to my limits here. Maybe I need a few days to myself, to really umm think about life. Sheesh. Being an adult is like being a punching bag. You just have to suck  it up and take the blows because if you dont perform like you are supposed to, people want nothing to do with you or they complain about you. Then again nothing is ever what it seems.

Ramen

So people go through life not knowing that there is an incredible amount of danger lurking around every corner. Just now, I had scaulding Ramen broth splashed on my face. I mean it's just Ramen. I've eaten it a million times before, but today was different. Today, statistics won. If you are around scaulding Ramen all the time eventually you're going to get splashed in the face with it.
Updates: I start class again tomorrow. An ever harder English class; joy. Super excited about that, but at least I get a new professor and hopefully this guy isn't as wierd as the last one. I went to Temple Square with Andrew and his brother and his sister-in-law. It was super fun... right up until I had a freaken hypo-freaken-glycemia attack! I was so embarrassed. But they were nice enough to be patient with me. umm what else.... Actually I think thats it. mk

White Flag

Parents are awesome because they teach their children based on thier own life experiences. Siblings are awesome because they try to teach you from their life experiences, but with siblings, you actually see them before, during, and after their experience so you can relate to what they are saying. I really appreciate my siblings and their advice. Thanks guys, for looking out for me.
P.S. I bought an algae eater. His name is Stix... as in fish sticks

Update

So funny story: my roommates think I'm ballemic. I don't blame them. I vomit at least once a day and I'm not about to tell them that I had a freaken gastric bypass. Its all good. I've never been one to really care about what people think about me. Actually, its kinda fun to be the demented and mysterious roommate. hahaI finally got a third job interview with Lane Bryant at University Mall. I had to call like 6,000,000 times but I finally got them to set and date and time. I really really really need/want this job so I'm well pleased. I hope I get hired specially after all the hoops I've had to jump through for them.
So I'm dating this guy Andrew Lovo. He's from D.C. We met at Taco Bell and things have been super fun ever since. He's super sweet and treats me like a princess.
Amia sent me a package full of Mexican candy and a painting that she and Aly made for me. It was so sweet I nearly cried. It's really nice to know that people miss me. It makes me feel loved. It's just like when I get cards stuffed with cash from Grandma.
Anyway thats about it.

Evolution of the Alarm Clock

In the early years, man was awaked from the rays of the sun. Then man got married and was awaked by his wife telling him to go hunt so she could make breakfast.
Later down the line, man began domesticating animals and use the cock's crow to rise to.... at midnight, two am, three am, and four am, because rooster crow at all hours of the night.
These were adequate systems to ensure that man was awake at the time that the first ray of sun warmed the earth, but man slowly learned about technology.
A long way after that, man created alarm clocks. Ya know the old fashioned ones with the two bells on top and hammers that slams into them. They were accurate, managable, and efficient... at waking the whole house up because they were so freaken loud.
Now here we are in the 21st century and man has created so many wonderful things. But I'm still tussling over why my alarm clock's beeper sounds like a bomb. I guess through all of man's creative process' we thought, "The best way to get someone out of bed is to make them think that there is a bomb right next to their head... every single freaken morning."