Today was a good day

Not to die.

This is now officially inspiration week

otherwise known as,
Why aren't you just writing your essays?

and; you know it's working when you're crying...

As far as inspirational men go,
Picasso is the cream of the crop.
In art, he is unmatched. Such a fucking beautiful soul..has never before or since.
Until someone dreams as big.

Listening to Dead Guys talk.

My new thing is, the thing of all young people finding their way, seeking advice. Like all people we seek an answer...I can't say that I found one but I sure found something. 

Because I need inspiration as I write about myself, and write my heart away to the world. All I think about is college lately... Man, I hope someone lets me in. So anyway, these inspirational speeches are really wonderful. This is Isaiah Zagar, I haven't heard him talk but I like the cut of his jib.

Isn't this a wonderful picture? I'm not sure why I love it so much...I would usually go for a culminating image of a persons essence. But...sometimes photos of artists aren't making art in their photos. Yeah.

I love it.

Background words of my life, currently.

 

The beautiful...Free(to Wear Sunscreen)

Baz Luhrman is my heart. <3

Anywho, here's some more inspirational men.

and a last bit of inspiration in the world..

And lastly, in

Randy Pausch's Last Lecture, he talks about Achieving Childhood dreams...and it's fucking inspirational. 

This quote really stood out to me.

"Experience is what you get when you don't get what you wanted."
That's beautiful.

November Attempts to

First week of November. 

My attempt to capture the morning fog, on a Monday(?) morning.

Moment in space

MLC glimpses.

Every Friday me and Brittney hang out. It's really wonderful. We're kind of all each other has now that we both inhabit the down part of town. At least, she's all I have.

 Rainy day in Portland, so beautiful, so light, so dark.
There is no capturing of such a perfect moment.

-
We went to Occupy and made cookies for people, and gave them out. :)

My attempts at being that annoying person that takes pictures with everyone but I really want more pictures with people so that's what I've become.

  Getting ready, after a really really wonderful day.    

and I was annoying flashing her while she was watching "Better Off Dead" in the dark.
Oh yeah. That's me.
Come at me. O_o

Fauxy Occupation

Halloween night, Occupy Portland.
Fuck it, I can't edit these they'll just look like shiiit.

Halloween, Brittney and I were 1 & 99%. I looked poor, and had a collar.
She was dressed pretty business cas.
We handed out Tootsie-rolls.

 

 "Everyone around here calls me mama, but he calls me bay-be."

The Ghost of Hip Hops' past

Occupiers still read. They're just like us!

Oh, to travel and love and live and die and college

FUCK. I want to travel so bad but it's so scary and I would do that right after college but not, because of the former, and also because I want to go to the latter.

"10 Things Entrepreneurs Don’t Learn in College

(The only good non-bitter useless one of the list. Also, it was beautiful.)
10. Happiness. We never learn how it’s a combination of the food we eat, our health, our ability to be creative, our ability to have sound emotional relationships, our ability to find something bigger than ourselves and our egos to give up our spiritual virginity too.

So I can tell you what I wish I did. I wish I had gone to Soviet Russia, and played chess, and then gone to India and learned yoga and health, and I wish I had gone to South America and volunteered for kids with no arms, and did any number of things. But people then say, “haha! but that cost money.” And they would be right. It would cost less than $100,000+ but would still cost some money. I have no idea how much.

But one of these days when the scars of college go away and I truly learn how to think. I might have better comebacks for these people. Or if I truly learn, I would learn not to care at all."


All I want in life right now is UC Berkeley. It's all I want.

Damn it

I missed the 11:11 to end all 11:11's.

Now none of my dreams will come true.
:(

And I realize right at 11:22.
Oh cruel fate,
you taunt me in
increments of 11.