Rocky

Here are my carrots, who aren't actually doing so well. Tomatoes Photobooth picture of me with tomato plants behind. href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiycC5ZA88mqkzXa1gyhSwEYz8l3fx8gfSoOYQigpHYgG5YFehu_Rn05GVnUl9Kal5EypuW0Rxyeoh9aAwxefv_G02Wnlz18AYp87V1h_t6fXx7mX5Q7rQVby_G-c6bzJJTTDbhm1XpFk/s1600-h/Photo+56.jpg"> My radishes are doing fairly well Photobooth picture of me and the radish I picked.

Have you ever been sleeping and your dreams are so vivid that you are unaware that you are dreaming until you wake up? I feel like this has happened to me in a way. I had been living my life in one way and then I woke up and realized through a change in perspective that I should be living differently. I had heard and seen things but they never really hit me so clearly or never made such an impact that it demanded change. Recently I took a trip to Haiti, and I was not sure what to expect really. I was excited for what was ahead and thrilled at the thought of the unknown. I have traveled to several places within the states and outside the states but my experiences have always been unique. I have always heard of people traveling to such and such place and how it changed their lives forever and they will never be the same again. Then I would travel to the places they mentioned and I wouldn't have the same kind of experience as them and would wonder as to why I didn't get what the...

There have been several times where I wanted to write something up here though I either didn't have enough time or I thought I had too much to say and it was overwhelming to think about organizing my thoughts. Though something substantial happened to me today. I bought a Macbook. The reasons are kind of strange... the other day I had a dream I was in my room and I turned on my old, broken beyond repair, ibook. To my amazement the computer turned on without trouble and was completely fine. So when I woke up I ran to my closet and dug up my old computer to see if by some stroke of luck my dream was some sort of sign. To my chagrin this was not the case. My computer made all the sounds and indications of being okay but the screen remained black. I haven't had a working computer for about a year and a half now. When it broke for the last and final time I was rather calm about it and numb about it. I was fine all up until the dream I had a couple days ago. So last night I told my mo...

You know how overusing antibiotics can weed out weaker strains of bacteria and leaves behind stronger and antibiotic resistant bacteria? It is some form of natural selection or survival of the fittest. I think these microorganisms are called superbugs or something. Well I have come to the conclusion that my love-handles and inner thighs are some sort of superbug as well (except that they are certainly not considered microorganisms or microanything). Regardless of how much time I spend on the elliptical machine, how far I ride my bicycle or how many abdominal workouts I do, these areas of my body are unwavering. If I could only have as strong of a will or endurance as these portions of my body...I would be able to accomplish anything. Not that I have terribly weak will power or drive or anything. Some things just seem daunting. For instance when I attempt to run 3 miles, I sometimes along the way freak out at the idea of running the entire thing and the next thing I know I am completely...

Sometimes I feel like a fraud. I may have had one or two good pieces of artwork but just by chance, a fluke. It is as if someone has mistaken me for someone else and I am too afraid to correct them. Partly because I really wish I was that person and also because I think that maybe if I identify myself with them I will become them. Though the times when I do try to correct them with the truth, people call me modest or I assume they think I am fishing for compliments. When honestly, I wish I were a true artist: a painter, a photographer, a singer, writer. I may show some sort of ability in some of these areas but nothing too promising. Instead of being inspired by the masters of the arts, I become depressed knowing I could never live up to that sort of standard. Sometimes I think I should just ride this ride and enjoy it while I can until the shtick is up. When everyone realizes I had a few bouts of luck and that I really am some sort of a poser or “wanna be.” My fraudulent lifestyle doe...

I have been meaning to update for some time now. I have even thought of exact posts to write, but I was either too busy or too lazy to actually do it. Remind me later to possibly write about jazz and jelly donuts or things I learned from salsa. On a different note, my resolutions are usually very relaxed and not so rigid. I feel that inflexible goals and rules are hard to meet. My goals are usually generalized and allow room for growth, change and unexpected circumstances. That being said, I had a loose goal of reading 2 books per month. I read 21 books in total this year. Which I consider a success and will try to do better this year. I will do another post perhaps based on this year's goals. I would include them now, but to tell you the truth...I haven't thought of them yet. Books I read in 2008 (cover photos brought to you by Amazon.com)

Many things have happened since I last posted, some of great importance and some not so much though fun none the less. So I thought I would give a quick run down. 1. I did in fact put all my books in order of color, which I quite like even still. 2. I went camping with several friends and we had fun taking photographs 3. I was in our church's safe Halloween alternative play. I was a narrator. 4. I dressed up as Twiggy for a Costume Dance party hosted by Queen's Club. 5. Barrack Obama was elected our new president. 6. I went to Wichita Kansas a weekend for a youth convention. While there I saw a guy with the word Kansas tattooed on his forearm and Wichita tattooed on the other forearm. I wish I took his picture. 7. I finished reading Hard Times