I hate that this blog makes my photo blog not so new.

Well then, im slightly perturbed right now. i just don't get it. im trying really hard right now to figure things out. what the crap am i doing wrong? I need a break.


Hello world.
I'm doing just fine.

For anyone who is wondering, I have a new reading list, that is things that i am reading as of now:

The Science of God
A Return to Love
Animal Liberation
& Freakonomics.

Checkkkkkkkk em out.

pictures may tell more than i could ever.

This is going to be edited a lot throughout my life, but none the less it means something. It started out as a project for my psychology class, but since then it has evolved into yet another outlet for my story telling. enjoy.

The assignment called for me to take 10 photographs of my life that describe how is see myself and who i am as a person. i must admit that was probably one of the most difficult things i have ever had to do in my life- lame? Yeah. Deal with it. Here is my first thought of ten things that describe me, they will most likely periodically change.


Performing is a passion.



Long way home.



Sustenance.



Christ.



I'm not a writer, but i love to write.



Old People. Its a legit obsession.




















For the longest time, one of my life goals has been a cliché ambition. That desire is simply to create something with my life. I so badly want to make something of myself and of my life. Every day has been a constant battle with myself. I question my perception of perfection while I struggle to understand every little battle that I fight in this war we call life. I have wasted moments of my life trying to find myself when all along I was never lost. This photography essay has helped me become conscious of my big question of life. What is it? When it comes down to it I’ve come to grasp one thing. Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself. These pictures define me. I’ve created them. So you see Ladies and Gentlemen I’m finally in the process of creation.

Home.

I'm home again.And i have to tell you it feels great, there is just something about the atmosphere here in Redlands that just makes me genuinely happy again. I've always been happy, but either way it just feels right to be home. i have alot of things to keep me busy when im home and im excited to take a break from school for a good week, maybe over christmas break i will get sick of home, but as for now i know its great to have breakfast with my mom and watch movies with my cat, Princess!!

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With 1000 sweet kisses, i will cover you.
PS;
Rent is a very underrated musical.
I like it very much.

Its getting easier.

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I'm a cheery panda these days, im starting to feel a bit more worthy.
I'm excited.
There is a journey ahead and i'm walking with my head high!

WOO!

Face it.

I finally realized something today.Its actually a pretty basic something and to be quite honest i've told myself all too often in the past that I understand this something. What exactly am i rambling about you may question, well i'm starting to realize that i can do it.
do what?
Handle my issues.
I have a few very close friends who are very near and dear to my heart who have indirectly, wihtout knowing themselves, helped me understand that my walk on the path of life can and will be accomplished given the right amount of faith, hope, tears and love. I have so much strength to make it through lonely days and so much power to stand up and say "I can!". If i want to change the world, i so most definitely can. I just have to get on with it. open my mouth. raise my fist. shake some fucking action already. there is so much riding on this. I have a future. i have friends to lose. friends to gain. people to meet. a lover to hold. old friends. new friends. i want so badly to make my life what i want at the snap of a finger, i want to travel back in time and relive old memories. but i have to realize that the world is moving forward and so must i. i can't live in the past. i have to get over things. move on. grow. prosper. fly the nest. if they can do it. i can do it. because i have Him. maybe one day the friends that i had that i knew were genuine will show up in my life again, but until that time i have to make the best of what i have. i've already made great friends, understood what matters most in my heart. now i just need to put all of those emotions into a bowl, mix it all around and figure out where my talents lie, because in the end we all want to change the world, right?? That's our goal- to make a difference. well when i find my niche, i'm going to do something about this word we call "peace". i want to live it, with myself first. once i find peace with myself i can work from there. inner to outer. one thing at a time.
I've lied before when i said i had it all together. now im not so dishonest. im really starting to handle it all better. change, here we come!!
I love you all.

POO.

Oh how i loathe thee.
psychology that is.

Yes we did.

America, we did it.
We can do it.

It stings.

If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
If you broke it, blame the person next to you. This is getting more and more difficult everyday. I must admit that it is beginning to take a toll on me. I hope that none of this effects the future. I'm scared. I hope, i wish that everything is ok.

I suppose i should just follow the quotation above.
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Control?
Ugh.
Potential?
Gross.
Love?
I'm confused.
Dear Ms. Lowery,
I'm writing to inform you that you need not think. just stop, don't do it.
Stop comparing yourself to the rest.
You're great.
Comical.
Visually appealing- in the right lights.
Socially awkward in the best way possible
and your jeans, well aren't they something?

Jenna, Stop it.
You don't get it yet, but you just may mean the world to someone out there.