Wednesday, October 31, 2012

mmm

help me to cling to the truth and not my feelings

I need your spark to quicken a heart that's quick to withering

- jin

Rain

I love rain. I think I want to live in Seattle.

I love rain. It makes me feel sad. It makes me feel calm. It makes me feel simple. It makes me get life into balance again. It makes me want to to cry. It makes me laugh. It makes me think of funerals - I think on my grandfather's funeral day, it was raining.

I remember standing in the rain. Rain is fun to stand in. But tasting the rain; it's actually quite bitter. I felt like I was drunk on rain -- not woozy, but out of it. I liked that feeling.

Rain is such a beautiful thing. It come and cleanses us. It comes and washes our bad feelings. God is like the rain. Rain is like God.

Rain is such a beautiful word. It's not part of any strenuous vocabulary list. It's probably one of the first 5000 words a child will learn.

But the word rain is like one person clapping his or her hand. Rain echos. Rain makes an impact. It's a steady beat. It's the music of nature.

I love rain.

excuse my late night incoherence but

I absolutely abhor sounding cliche.

But I think that I've just had one of the biggest revelations of my life. So perhaps, just this once, you will allow me to share my utterly cliched story.

I don't know why I care so much about these trivial aspects of life: grades, tests, materialistic gratifications, etc. The list is unerring and endless, which is quite sad.

I only have 2 years left in high school. Actually, not even 2. These are the last years that I will spend with my loving parents, who have cared for me with so much love for 16 years. And I'm thanking them by stressing myself out and isolating myself?

I don't understand the world sometimes. We live in such defined macrocosms, all striving towards one goal that might not even be right for us. I've never even been to Brown University, yet I'm convinced that it's the right place for me, that I will be happy to refer to is as a home for four years of my life. For perhaps the four most fruitful years of my life. 

There are things we hold with the utmost regard-the recent chemistry test, SAT scores, tournament results.

But if we were to really think, to actually use our brains for something other than mindless studying and memorization, perhaps we would be able to understand that there is more. 

There is more to life than this. 

And it's up to us to find it. 

-grass

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Halloween Costume

 Used Lightsaber            $3.00
 Anakin Skywalker Shirt $1.00
 Oversized Hiking Boots $100.00
Black Pants                    $10.00

Getting the wrong colored lightsaber = priceless

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Saturday, October 27, 2012