Whut Whut...whaaaat?

After a long graduation ceremony I feel it is necessary to present oneself for photos in the most "serious, professional" way. If you look closely you may be able to see that I am flashing a peace sign. I believe in peace.

In other news, if you would like to know what my current plans are after graduation, you can pick whichever of the following responses suits your fancy:

1. After being afraid of clowns for a number of years, I have decided that the only way to conquer that fear is to become one with the clowns. Therefore, I am currently researching circus application requirements.

2. I am hoping to work with youth this summer and then backpack through Peru. After that, the world is open for me to decide on location of stay and work.

3. I am job.

4. I plan to learn people, live love, love peace, and change the world, hopefully with some music included. I will fail at this many times I am aware, but at least there's Grace.

5. I feel my calling beckons me. What is my calling? Well, I'm still trying to figure that one out.

Okay, there are five answers. There are truths to all of them, but you can choose which response sounds good for the day.

In OTHER OTHER news,
Seriously, let's all just find a big area, move in, sing songs, eat food, learn to be more sustainable, maybe even garden and farm a bit, care about justice, spur change, make each other mad and then learn to communicate, exercise, form true community, seek Truth, and make the world a better place!

Let's Go

to yosemite.

I Could Very Well

be in love with Jon Foreman's music.

i also could very well be NOT studying for my biomechanics final which i am sposed to be taking very soon. in about an hour actually.

i also could very well be coming back to california in a little over a week. i don't know if it's ready for me...i don't know if i'm ready for it.

toods.

Blast from the Past

it's 2:37 in the morning right now. i have a paper to be writing. it is on my personal philosophy on health. it's only a three pager but i need to have at least five sources. i had coffee at about 10:30pm last night so needless to say i am wide awake. i spent six hours in the library prior to that writing an analysis of a soccer penalty kick for biomechanics. it felt like i was in there for days-4pm-10pm. i decided i needed a break before starting the next paper. it's been a long break my friends. haha!

i've been going through my hotmail account deleting old emails i've had since 2006. as i was going through them i came across some pictures. here is one from mimam's wedding. mimam's real name is miriam but affectionately i've named her mimam. we roomed together for a semester at WJU. after the ceremony there was a break before the reception so a few of us went to chevy's for some chips and salsa and such. in the parking lot there was a colorful chevy's van. of course i needed to scale it. note the tan. i forget that i can tan being here in chicago. i turn pretty ghostly in illinois. i'm such a goober. i'm also more muscular these days. alright. progress.

Art

I am amazed time and time again by the beauty that comes from artistic expression. The emotion, the expression of truth, the raw vulnerability that is evident by those who are willing to bare their souls to the world. I think there should be a night of artistic expression every month. A time for those who have dreams inside them waiting to be heard and seen to be heard and seen. A time for people of different backgrounds, friend circles, lifestyles, to gather as one even if only for an hour or two. That community may never exist exactly the same again, but for a night, just one night maybe, I think everyone could mold into one.

Better with Time

i like to say i get better with age. like a fine wine. buuut...after existing pretty much nonstop for 9 weeks...sometimes 12 hrs a day or mas...i fear that my fine wine may be turning into prune juice...shriveled plums turned into puree used to assist regularity. doesn't that sound super attractive? haha it's time for a break i'd say.

One Time Yet Again

so this one time i went with some friends to see a show in good ole san fran. one of my friends went to college with one of the musicians so it was fun getting to meet him and the band he was touring with. it was like hanging out with some new friends. sometimes i think performing musicians are intimidating...in the coolest sort of way of course. but still...a bit intimidating. i suppose in my old age i have become more bold as to talk to them though. ANYway, i remember that night chatting with the drummer from the band finn riggins for a short while. (u should check them out if u haven't heard of them before. they are really fun to see live.) i'm not gonna lie i thought he was a cutie...and i was actually talking to him. it was a little awkward perhaps at times but mostly just fun. at one point he said he was going to get a drink and asked me if i wanted anything...i said no thanks because i didn't really want anything to drink at that particular moment. (later, i was told u aren't supposed to say no if u are enjoying the convo....but i didn't know that!) anyway, after he left to get a drink we didn't get to talk much after that.

fast forward.....dooooooooooop...

so today i am looking at their music myspace and realize they have up some new pictures. i decided to take a looksy and realized i turned down a drink from THIS guy:

good one shan....good one.