when your mom puts up pictures of you skiing on facebook and you’re all up in your unwieldy neck gaiter and hand me down jacket and skiing pictures are just not the most attractive things in the world and it’s not so big of a deal that you’d untag yourself because you’re too lazy and the pictures will be there anyways and skiing isn’t really embarassing but that darn neck gaiter i dislike the unbalanced aspect of either having a freezing face or a gross sniffly one while skiing and i dislike neck gaiters and that part of skiing and
and then you don’t quite know what to do so you’re not going to do anything and this is a really really really pointless post okbye
“You won’t be his first, his last, or his only. He’s loved before, he will love again, but if he loves you now, what else matters? He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry. He’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy who is perfect for you.”—Bob Marley (via 100percentfearless)
I just read a comment from a 2004 article by the NY Times about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:
She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one.
Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25Hz, she sings at 51.75Hz.
You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.
i think this is one of the saddest things i’ve ever read.
i love me so much i wrote such a cool letter to myself meep i love it
I hope you forget all about htis letter so it seems cooler to read later. anyways… this tour was great for you because you got to know so many people better and you felt fabulous ecause of it. right now I’d like you to remember all the seniors you’ll miss, just because you should. now you have ‘love for a child’ by Jason Mraz stuck in your head. you will be crying a lot and sleeping none tonight. remember emparo and enrique and hocsan and victor and saul and vallanita and siver (sp?) and your family back in mexico. remember their radical hospitality. remember that god’s love is active and that god is here and now and in everyone. and it’s awesome. keep him with you. it’ll now be junior year and i hope you’ll not have ripped all your hair out from stress by now. keep breathing and everything will be okay. it will. go back to tour. breathe.
so i talked to rossy today and got my sister all set for dance spectrum next year and shes all flipping out about it haha.
not like she was freaking out at me about emailing her last night or anything because its all okay because she is happy and shes off my case and i went straight to sleep without doing anything last night anyways and her doing dance also means she’s not doing cheer which i’m happy about because (no offense whatsoever to cheerleaders/cheerleading i love you all and i wish i could do flips and be spirited too) when it comes down to that versus dance and shes never even done cheer before and shes danced all her life and she’s accident prone to begin with and it sounded like she was just doing it to be with friends and whatever and she was just using it as a threat to me if i didn’t get her into dance which was stupid but whatever dance is just a preferred choice for her but yeah.
i feel like i did just offend the cheerleaders. so i do love and admire you all you are amazing people okay got it.
but yeah erin is off my back and she’s set for dance and it’s all good.
Being home is a blessing and a curse. I’m so happy to be in California where its all green and where I have friends.
But right now my family is pissing me off to the extreme with a bunch of bs and stupid little things about school.
Mermermer I just spent like ten days straight with these people where is my alone timeeee
because my face is all over it because i’m turdly at submitting posts and it was my first time ever
and it’s just like lol me eating a cucumber and my face is all over her blog
and idk this probably isn’t even funny. like at all. except to us. but whatever you guys should see it anyway and follow her because she’s like basically my sister because her mom introduced my parents to each other way back when and i’ve known her since the day i was born and yeah. i mean totally casual barely know her. but ANYWAYS
just go see my weird face all over her blog and laugh with me. HAHA. okay go do it.
HAHA I SAW IT HAHA I LOVE YOU but i was on my ipod checking it and at first i only saw “byeeee i love you :)” the last one and i was like.. bye? okay? and then i was scrollling down all like …OH I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE and i understood and it was good it was good it was good (uh spontaneous the studio reference?) but yeah.