So...

This was a long day ago.
Many a day.
It was ago.
As in… not recently.

...so our tour bus got attacked by a band of angry hippos in Italy so we got stranded so we stood on a dock so it was nice so the water was moving so we were all exchange student so I ate a pizza so I couldn’t go home so I bought a postcard...

Castle

I admit it, I like castles...

[forwards]

Well, I guess there are a mere 5 or so months of school left.

It feels kind of weird.

I mainly wish that all the rites of passage and traditions could be skip.

I don’t need the big graduation, I don’t need the Senior prom, I don’t need Senior party.

I’m ready to move on.

In Just a Day

How much
is my school
able to give
to kids in Africa
in just one day?

(when all I do is talk to a handful of people and hold out my jar with a cause)

Today, at school, I decided to see how much my classmates would be willing to, and able to give.

I admit, I had low expectations. My goal was $5 in change or so.

The day started with two cakes. I brought them to first period. Set them up on a table. And from there, anyone could take a piece. Anyone. And, if they wanted to, they could give some change or whatever to the kids in Africa.

My goal for period one was $2.

The first person to donate reached that goal -- thanks Collin.

Anyways, from there, it was simple as holding out the jar and asking. And people obliged. I never got a no, unless they didn't have money.

Quarters.
Nickles.
Pennies.
Dimes.
Dollar Bills.

Inglemoor, you guys are awesome.

And in one day, $38.65 was raised.

We're raising money for Anaka Secondary School in Uganda.

We're not just looking for a temporary solution. We're working with Schools for Schools, realizing that for them to have a brighter future, we need to invest in their education.

Anyways, I'll be out again tommorow with the same jar.

The money has already been sent to Invisible Children.

Go to s4s.invisiblechildren.com for more information.

Thirty eight dollars and sixty five cents doesn't seem like a lot over here, but we'll make a difference.

(Update: The next day, $40 was raised)

[free taco day]

Today was, is, Free Taco day at Taco Bell.

" Baseball and taco fans alike can get their free taco by simply visiting a participating Taco Bell restaurant on Tuesday, October 28 from 2:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m. (local time). No purchase is required; one taco per customer."

I didn't even know I liked the place... until I tried a taco today.

It was delicious. Lecker. So warming.

Me and Sarah headed out there today after school. Ended up seeing Julia, Nick, Emily, Marie, peoples.
We all wanted free tacos.

You should go get one. You still have two hours left.

And what? What is this beautiful occasion? Free tacos?

It has all and everything and most things to do with the World Series going on right now. When Jason Bartlet stole second base, he stole free tacos for America!

" "When I was running back out to the field for defense after the fifth inning, I was told that Taco Bell was going to give everyone in America a free taco," said Bartlett. "The first thing that crossed my mind was all of my buddies back home in California who are probably on their way to Taco Bell that very minute. It's pretty cool. I'm sure I'm going to get more than a few text messages from my friends thanking me for winning them a taco, I guess."

I think we have a new national hero on our hands.

"My Favourite Things Right Now"

Blog inspired by Leeland

My Favourite Things Right Now

• Instruments that sounds like accordians (melodicas, harmonicas)
• Rice in plastic tubs
• Bed Sheets
• Random music from the Seattle region
• Kitchen timers
• Orange socks
• Masking tape
• Curling
• Annoying music makers (kazoos, nose flutes, etc.)
• Helping without getting cash in return
• Reading crappy books in one night
• Re-Con
• Biking
  
• Making plans
• Oatmeal
  

Clothes Lines

[Devin busking in Seattle]

"Am I doomed for a life of realizing that I am never going to be as ready as I always thought I would be?"

"Regardless, I have come to the understanding that life is pure procrastination...never really knowing the choices you are going to make or the topics you are going to write about until it comes down to crunch time and then you are forced to make a decision that you never have really decided on."

"Anyone else who reads this, I would love to know your opinions on the matter...plus it is always entertaining to find out who reads this crap haha."

-Rachel Kuenzi-

Hmmmm.
Hmmmm.
Hmmmm.

Make me think why don't you.

First, I will almost always read other people's "crap" as I dish it out like no other. I love recording my thoughts to look back on later and laugh at, reminenice, or hold onto.

I am going to put this out there... not sure if it is related to what Rachel said, but it is indeed inspired by it. Simply my reflections. Not answers. Personal interpretation.

"Am I doomed for a life of realizing that I am never going to be as ready as I always thought I would be?"

I think it is the other way around.

You are doomed for life thinking that you are never ready enough and holding back and waiting till you think you are ready.

Not ready to leave home.
Not ready for that job.
Not ready to actually throw yourself out into the world and see what you can do when you get away from the tini little micro society we call high school which is barely anything compared to the real world.

*interjection*

We just gotta go out there.
Throw ourselfs on the line.
See what happens.

I never really think I'm ready for anything.

But what do I have to loose in this life?

Nothing.

The only thing I don't want to loose is self respect.

" I have come to the understanding that life is pure procrastination...never really knowing the choices you are going to make..." "... until it comes down to crunch time and then you are forced to make a decision that you never have really decided on."

Thinking.
That I am.

"Life is pure procrastication."

I think almost the entire time, we know what the decision will be, what we will choose. From the beginning, we know. Subconsciously.

But we have been raised to "make good decisions" and essentially ignore that tugging feeling in our stomach, heart, some vital organ.

Our minds are unbelieveable in what they are capable of doing.

But we still throw ourselfs into the pros and cons of matters, weighing the benifits, only to come to the decision we already knew.