Listening to Gustavo Santaolalla, and it gives me humiliating epiphanies. I am always unhappy when my eyes are on myself. I'm sorry that I am broken and selfish, I'm sorry I am sick and dissembling. I would wish back for seconds and moments, and have my regrets, but instead I can only change the future.
Aaron Grable told me tonight that Josue Galan is going to ask me to join the Mask Staff. This made my night! I would love it! Those guys are so talented, they blow my mind! Sometimes I have no idea what my dreams are. I won't be here. I'll be in India. And I've changed my major. And part of me wants to change my mind. A part of me feels like I'm turning my back on important opportunities, ones God might even have in His plan for me to embrace. Living and breathing, I am always the shining epitome of confusion.
btw. Reuben and Charlie and Thomas and Zach. Thank you for a fun night - even with such a "man" movie. I do think I handled it well. Yes, I did like 300 better than I expected. Thanks for the invite and ticket buy that helped make it happen (to Reub).
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hot dang! or yikes?!
busting out the crazy icelandic skills. i am impressed/wondering if you are a spy. or maybe your're just listening to Sigúr Ros. but i ramble.
regret is frustrating, but the future invites change. definetly one of the harder truths of life. but there is hope in the future; i am pretty sure that is how i survive sometimes.
the question is, change your mind about what?
happy wednesday.
p/s this party that i keep alluding to. i really have no idea what it is. but i feel like it should involve thai food. i am going to come up with a plan.
Mooching again... Trina.... Just kidding, but anyways, congrats on the appointment (is that what you call it?)! Have a great fiesta con felipe y otros. Hola desde el lindo pais de Peru. Chau...
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