spooky

fabulous weekend. happy halloween everyone:)

stuff no one told me (but i learned anyway)

“But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?”

- mark twain

another metaphor to life.

i've come to terms with the fact that life is a giant puzzle. you're probably like....... yea stupid, obviously. its not like its one of those paint by numbers where all ya need is a the right paint to make a beautiful (numbered picture). it's not like one of those 3d puzzles..... you know rubix cubes and the like. the kind of puzzle i'm talking about here is 2d, where every piece has a place.

I think everyone's life is a puzzle. I mean, at the end of the day, some people's pieces may be smaller than others, and of course, each picture will be different, some more beautiful then others. But of course, everyone has a common goal - to complete it a-sap.

there's your core corner pieces - you know, the easiest ones to put together, the ones that obviously fit together. this is your life foundation. the bonds between the pieces may be weak at times, but they strengthen and weaken at their own pace. It's pretty hard to complete the rest of the puzzle without the outside border.

then there's your inside pieces - pretty much representing every other aspect of your life.
there's the pieces you're SO DAMN sure are a crucial part of the puzzle that end up being tricks; that don't even belong in the puzzle at all. some people spend their whole life trying to make these pieces fit, but they never fully will.
Then there's the pieces that you put in the puzzle and fit perfectly, and then your cat eats them or they get stuck to something, never to be found again. These are the saddest puzzle pieces because most often then not, these kinds of pieces can never be replaced...
there's the pieces that you put in thinking they're in the right spot, but really are not. you think that putting them a certain way will make a picture of a flower field, but one day, or over time, you realize that the picture your puzzle is trying to make isn't of a flower field of all, but actually a space ship. So they need to be rearranged.
there's the pieces that you KNOW need to be there, but can't seem to find anywhere. When you finally find it, you're so happy. everyone is looking for this piece.

puzzle pieces come and go, get rearranged, and change the bigger picture often in ways we can't imagine. though we've got to be careful to hold on to the puzzle pieces that are a great fit and contribute to making the puzzle whole, we've also got to remember that we can't stress over the pieces we haven't found yet.
we've got to simply keep searching - these missing pieces could be anywhere. under the couch, in the bathtub, still in the box, or accidentally in someone else's puzzle, just waiting for you to even be aware of its existence. all you can really do is keep searching, wish, and hope.

life is either a daring adventure or nothing

"do one thing a day that scares you" haaay its paying off

the future awaits

lately i've just been having the don't give a damn attitude. it's kinda freeing to know that after june 2011, i'm on my own. making choices for myself. don't really know what to expect just yet, but i DO know that from then on, i'll control my own destiny.

the possibilities are endless. me and jess had an interesting conversation about schools today...... so far i'm forsure applying to queens, mcgill & st. fx.... possibly u of t and dalhousie.

and to be quite honest, though sometimes the last thing i want to do is leave, and some things i never want to leave, 90% of the time i cannot wait to get out of here.

lets get down to business

stuck in my head ALL day. LOVE IT

http://www.43things.com/person/eeerika

my bucket list.

like a ghost.

seems like the last few weeks of school i've been there but not really there. i'm there physically, taking notes, learning, contributing in class, laughing, smiling, bitching, whining, etc., but i'm not there mentally.

when i remember things that happened at school, especially in class, these days, i remember it as if it were a dream. like i get the jist, and the important points, but the details are lost on me.

seems like i'm kind of floating through grade 12 so far. routine's in -

school school school school home homework homework homework sleep school school school school.

notice the school:homework:sleep ratio.

quotable

"they say that disney world is the happiest place on earth..... they've obviously never been in your arms...."

sometimes i have to pinch myself to make sure i'm not dreaming.

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