thought of the day

thought of the day: it's really hard not comparing yourself to every single person around you.

Her work is better than mine
He's smarter than me
She's way prettier

But you know, those thoughts don't get me anywhere, they just bring me down. The only person I should be comparing myself to is... Me. Has my work improved? Am I trying my hardest? What can I do better?

Of couse, easier said than done -- as always.

Well, I guess I'll go work on that ...
In the meantime, I'll leave you with this slightly creeper picture of me...

the weekend i was looking for

this morning
i slept
until i didn't need to.

no alarm.
no responsibility.
no worry.

just woke up breathing
and felt good about it
=)

breathing's overrated

we're drowning in a sea of photoshop
suffocating in a land of photo shoots

but who needs to breathe?

{today my, uh, "serious" professor -
he laughed...
out loud.
kind of magical =P.}

experience it

we danced in the middle
a waltz, or something like it,
to salsa music
so perfectly awkward
next to their flawlessly swaying hips,
and they smiled as we tried.
the song changed
and they all came out
to the dance floor
feet stepping
and arms pumping
and we kept on dancing
even as we stood out.

just for the experience

Note to Self

STOP BEING SELF DESTRUCTIVE

written bold across my chest
in hopes it will
sink into my anxious heart

written loud
to drown out the whisper
"he will get tired of you"


friends,
i know you're tired of fighting the same old fight,
only because i know i am too-
but it's spring
and we can breathe deep.
we are stronger than we think.
<3

wait for this

anticipate
the one
who waits
patiently
for you
to pull shards
out of old wounds
you let scar
so you can
finally be whole

and holds your hand
when it hurts to do so

inspired::Alicia

My first friend at Concordia,

she tied a bandana around my arm
and I promised to bring roses to her funeral

she had my sense of humor
and a smile like pop rocks

Alicia was the color of life
that bounced into my room

full of stories,
grin constantly quirked.

I still miss our afternoon naps
those quiet, still moments

and episodes of Friends
when my heart needed settling

She is never ending optimism, an eager celebration of life.

my "olympia" inspires me to laugh because I can, to live just because I'm alive -
She shows me how to find the sun on the cloudy days,
and how to be the Kylee I've always dreamed of being.