passion

Me: "Thank you for stopping, how can I help you tonight?"
Customer: "I'll have... two hardshell tacos, three Taco Bravos, and a medium Pepsi."

Who knew such a simple exchange of words could reignite a long-forgotten passion of mine.

As I have been applying for colleges and scholarships recently, an essay question came up that got me thinking. It was about what my passions in life were. As I began to think about my life and what I enjoy doing, one thing really stood out: playing the guitar.

It has been a growing fear of mine that I will leave high school without a sense of whom I want to be and who I have already become. It has been a long expedition getting this far in my path of self acceptance and realization but it is not even close to being over. I wonder everyday who I am getting dressed up for and why it matters so much to me if I have a date for a dance or not.

Sexy

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Morning
Mist on the waters.
And Kisses....

Oregon

Rising through the air with the dawn in the Oregon Mountains.

It is very difficult to find an artist that moves me to tears with their music. I enjoy music from all walks-- but let's face it, when I'm listening to Fergie's Big Girls Don't Cry I am not so overwhelmed with emotion.

i just had a breakthrough today for myself. i was always hard on myself, and bringing myself down for things i felt i was'nt doing well in. but i realized that "I" was the only one stopping myself. i let ohters talk me down to talk myself down. i put my emotions before my mind.

It's a question that never realy gets answered. What exactly is love?