we went to chuck e cheese (best place ever btw) and this little kid walks up to our ski ball game and starts taking balls and playing too. it was really cute until he stole the last one, turned around and threw it in the complete opposite direction, and then ran after it.
a good pencil is defined by its eraser. if it has a good eraser, any trace of what was once written is gone, and the paper is once again pure. it doesn't matter what was there before, because the mistake was forgiven and now you can write something new.
i don't use pencils a lot because they're messy and i get to pretend that i didn't make mistakes (even though you can always really tell that they were there, like a scar, or a memory). i don't really want to be like that. i want to own my mistakes, embrace them and use them for something better than i intended.
starbucks has started using Christmas cups again. and i've decided that i'm going to start being excited for the Christmas season NOW. so i'm wearing my themed pajama pants, drawing antlers on my deer, and counting down the days until i can get me an eggnog latte. God is so good.
on a related note: it got really cold in boston, really fast. so now i'm back to wearing umpteen layers and hats and wishing i was in my lovely golden state.
who needs to be calm and carry on when you can be stressed out of your mind over classes and find other random things to do like build roller coasters for freshman and drop pianos off of your dorm to celebrate the last day that you can drop a class without it going on your permanent record?
i was taking pictures of all the things i liked in cvs the other day. every single one of them was either princess related or had more than several different colors. i'm like a little girl. or a parrot or something. i like shinny, jeweled, pink, rainbow things. i love that about myself.