So, I’m really trying to figure out what the right thing is. I’m trying to find the connection between heart and head and it’s not really coming. And maybe sometimes a little miscommunication between our heart and our head is what makes us happy. I’m just trying to make sure that I don’t hurt other people in the process. But at the end of the day - it’s just me. And, there comes a point when I have to make myself happy. I can’t please everyone.

Wait, I’m wrong

Should’ve done better than this
Please, I’ll be strong
I’m finding it hard to resist

So show me what I’m looking for
Save me, I’m lost
Oh Lord I’ve been waiting for you - I’ll pay any cost
Save me from being confused
Show me what I’m looking fo

Don’t let go - I’ve wanted this far too long
Mistakes become regrets
I’ve learned to love abuse
Please show me what I’m looking for

“Destiny is not a matter of chance; it’s a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for; it is a thing to be achieved."

William Jennings Bryan

"I have a toothbrush. I keep one in my purse just in case.”

My hero.

“Time Passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly,in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me."

Finally back from Cabo and after a weekend of rest, relaxation and recovery from a cold its time to get back to it and finish this final stretch before graduation.

So, basically spring break was fantastic with its ups and downs but aren’t all trips? It was quite eventful to say the least. It just made me realize that it’s going to start being about me and not you anymore. I can’t be that person that plays mediator anymore, I just cant. [Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements? Even if it leads nowhere. Oh, would it be a waste even if I knew my fate. Should I give up? Should I leave it there?]

Best story - we arrive in cabo, mac, c-bomb, kcal and i. Everyone else on our flight has a shuttle taking them to their hotel and we’re like lost sheep. From every direction there are cabbies yelling in Spanish telling us they want us to pick them. (if you ever need a confidence boost…Mexico is the place). We finally find one with a great deal, a LIMO for $80 - (20 a person was the best we could, whew). He grabs our bags and starts leading us towards a 1982 GOLD stretch limo. We die laughing as everyone’s watching us. As we get in, our cabbie, in broken English, tells us he has the latest Nelly CD. Little did we know it was pseudo-nelly, really just some cover of 1998 Nelly remakes but nonetheless- It was fantastic. After 45 minutes and some smooth jams we arrived at our hotel. And don’t worry, we took the same limo back a week later.

One week later, 3 colds later and some sun burns we returned to the states, hoping to never see tequila, chips and salsa or miami vices again.

“The irony of commitment is that it’s deeply liberating - in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade around as rational hesitation. To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life.

Anne Moriss

No use fighting anymore - I gave in. I’m obsessed.

“A little gambling is fun when you’re with me.”