“I” Found “you”!
But who is “you”?
“You” are the smart person.
“You” are the cute person.
“You” are the talking person.
“You” are the kind person.
“You” are the one who makes me smile.
“You” are the present-giver.
“You” are the emotion-grabber.
“You” are the dance-taker.
“You” are the dream-seeker.
“You” are the one who makes me sit a while.
But then, who am “I”?
Am “I” the wise person?
Am “I” the handsome person?
Am “I” the silent person?
Am “I” the kind person?
Am “I” the one who makes “you” smile?
Am “I” the present-giver also?
Am “I” the emotion-grabber too?
Am “I” worthy of this dance?
Am “I” able to leave in this dream?
Perhaps “I” will sit here for a while…
“You” found “me”
A picture apparently tells 10,000 stories.
So if each story is just a piece of a puzzle…
And each person really can only partially solve one puzzle during his or her lifetime…
Then why do we really need so many pictures?
Especially those bad ones that everyone looks at and complains that, “Ew, I forgot to comb my hair” or “I totally forgot to shower that morning” or “What a nasty hangover I had that day.”
If one really does learn from experience, one would just said, “Nope. Nah-ah! No way. No pictures here.” But sometimes, you just go ahead and take the picture. Why?
It comes down to one thing: connections.
It’s the same reason that you would want to “go out for coffee” with a friend…
Reason you visit a person in the hospital…
Reason you cry for a loved one…
The same reason you want to slow down to enjoy a walk with a person you love…
Why you waited by that person’s locker after school…
Why you asked her/him to dance…
Why you asked him/her for a hand in marriage…
A person wants to find connections in even the weirdest environments. Wants to sort them out like a giant puzzle… But our mind can only hold so much… And by taking that picture the brain hopes to distribute some of the organizational burden with its giant puzzle….
Think about it next time you look through your photo album.
Perhaps when I get older I’ll stop writing songs in my head.
Perhaps when I get older I’ll learn to get up without falling out of bed.
Perhaps when I get older I’ll remember what you said.
Perhaps when I get older I’ll rhyme and write on a red shed.
Perhaps when I get older I’ll take all my toys and throw them out.
Perhaps when I get older I’ll take things in without a pout.
Perhaps when I get older I’ll stop writing songs in my head, but for now I’m writing them to sing myself to bed.
And when the rhymes stop, then I know its time to grow up.
But for now, let’s keep writing songs in my head.
Now the title of this little writing might confuzzle you a little.
There will be no mention of the title until the very end of this long paragraph of words that form sentences (most of which I hope will be complete). Let’s begin…
Japan is the shape of an island to which I wish to travel. This travel will take me from the mightiest of mountain tops to the lowest of oceans. There will be a windfall of ice cream and a might surge of fish. All of this will lead into a culmination in which all my experiences will bubble over the top of my contemplative mind, into a giant black pen, and become a large block of text. This Godzilla of a text will feature the five senses. I will see the black ink; smell it permeating through the air; feel the soft wind that blows in my hair; hear the loud horns that honk at me; taste the gentle palette of flavors that wash over my tongue.
This magical work will make even Porkie Pigstop in his tracks.
Here came the picture from the Japanese Lantern Festival on Sunday.
Leyen looking through all those Kimonos!
Volunteered at the J Quiz booth! Yaya! How many people know enough about Japan… There were more or less than what you think ^.^
Of course all those people that I volunteered with were fun!! Yaya!
That’s the update~!
When sadness hits you over the head, you…
1) Take the Pain.
2) Turn around and look at him.
3) Smile and say, “Hello, friend!”
4) Give him a big hug.
5) Move on.
I live life to experience the pains, sorrows, joys of tomorrow.
Just came back from a month long trip to China and Japan for Class.
I miss a lot from the trip:
1) Friends. Ayumi in particular! She is awesome! I’ll keep in contact ^.^
Look a great picture of her with “Skittles”!
2) Food. Rice = YUM! Melon Soda!
3) The community… so ordered.
4) The sights… I love Japan!!
5) I’m going to go back!