what is your motivation?

sometimes i get sucked back into my past just for kicks and giggles. go through photo albums. watch old videos. some of it is awesome – like finding buried treasure. then other parts it’s like ‘wtf was i thinking’. the only part that is imperative is you learn to let go of those ‘wtf’ moments… [...]

I should know who I am by now I walk the record stand somehow Thinkin’ of winter The name is the splinter inside me While I wait And I remember the sound Of your November downtown And I remember the truth A warm December with you But I don’t have to make this mistake And [...]

a huge reason why i enjoy the bible at all is for the poetry and elegance of writing. i think i should take up reading it again after i’m done with wicked. also, this is what i looked like on nye… alone in my hotel room in tampa. at least i had sparkles. i couldn’t [...]

i miss my sister being in dallas with me. boo. it’s supposed to ice tomorrow. joy. one of the fun things we did at home during Christmas was go through old pictures. now, i always knew this, but i finally compiled evidence on how badly my parents dressed me when i was young. serious. i’ve [...]

ignorance showed it’s face to me today through a man who stopped my mom, my sister and i in the parking lot at gateway in austin and asked us “if we spoke english” i don’t think i’ve ever been asked that and it really did not make me happy. why the heck would he automatically [...]

recently watched a video about bullfighting. it’s just awful. it made me so sad to watch this poor bull be teased around and slowly murdered. it’s so extremely cruel. i would hope that they at least eat it to make some use of it. if it just goes to waste – i just completely don’t [...]

i love my family. i think we’re a bunch of crazy kooks. out of the three siblings, oriana might be the most mature… which is sad considering she is 6 years younger than me – 8 years younger than oliver. we steal each other’s food from dinner plates. we poke each other until we collapse [...]

a long time ago at the church we went to when we first moved to texas, there was this husband and wife with two daughters. they were really nice and the husband even led us in worship from time to time. the younger girl went off to mexico (or spain, i can’t remember) to live [...]

seeing in just black and white makes it hard to love.