I've decided to use this, blogger, for words & thoughts.

Just made my new tumblr, had an old one but it was working for me.

Schrody just inspired me to start using it again.

Blogger is rather mundane.

So go here for pictures http://smileforryah.tumblr.com/

But here's some from the weeknd.

It was a goood one at that. Although i didnt get to see Rena "/

Spent it w/ BJ pretty much & doesnt get much better than that.

Church.

This Morning. (THERE'S SO MANY OF THESE LOL)

Pretty much my weekend. Well at least where I had my camera. My boyfriend is definitely cuter than yours.

Oh man wait, ugh we went to see The Unborn last night.

I thought i was going to cry & embarrass myself in the movie theater, but it wasn't that bad.

It was an experience though. Never again, ever.

Back to schoool tomorrow. Only thing that could actuaally bring me down. First period Chemistry, ruins my whole day. Can't let affect me too much, it's apparent that it changes my whole attitude and demeanor. Something I'm working on(:

Anywhoooo, I'm out.

LAUGHEDMAO

It does not matter how
slow you go so long as
you do not stop.
— Wisdom of Confucius

I PROMISE TO TRY.

“Love love love you can’t imagine what you did to me and love love your love everytime you smile it goes through me, all the time Day by day i’m fallin more in love with you And thats no lie, cross my heart and honey I hope to die Cuz I’m not tryin to mislead ya believe me girl I really need ya”-Donny Hathaway

Jump.

No Outlet.

I refuse to leave my camera at home again.

Today was SO mundane.

Caused some awkward shit at lunch.

Everyone bugged me today. Well almost everyone.

That’s me in the corner/That’s me in the spotlight,/ I’m Losing my religion/Trying to keep up with you/And I don’t know if I can do it/Oh no, I’ve said too much/I haven’t said enough/I thought that I heard you laughing/I thought that I heard you sing/I think I thought I saw you try

-REM “Losing My Religion”

Come Up For Air.

In the Hinduistic belief we are all an illusion, not real, figments of an elaborate imagination. If we were figments of anyone's imagination, we would be the purest denotation of utter creativity. Our exsistence would be that of the wind. Nothing real, nothing important. Like those who say time isnt real. Time is all we have, literally. All that matters. We all take part in the ticking numbers, following vigorously. Daily rituals, routines, habits. In the sense of a chemical mind, we are brainwashed into the system of time. To be honest, time is the only thing that scares me. I can take nothing back, as this second passes I will never see it again. It scares me that I waste my time. So much happens in mere seconds that I can only wonder what people in China are doing.

*Tamura's page lol

I was waiting for the big one to do the tuck & roll.

I had it,

Barbie had it,

Arthur had it,



Then Rena had it.



& i apparently make bitch faces "/
First day back, you'd make that face too.I've decided that when I take pictures, I'll upload them on here rather than myspace.Much easier, plus i dont have to worry about the infamous New Picture Comments ! icon.
So loook here for photos (:

I Love My Camera.

My Kids.

I don't care how much they bug me, I did actually miss them.

My Birthday's In One Month, Exactly.

February 3.