The dashboard melted but we still had the radio

Hayyy. I'm back !!!

Vacation in Fl was awesome. Ever single day they said that the oil was going to hit the beach, but it never did during our stay. That was really a lesson in enjoying the Earth, because we didn't know if we would get to enjoy this gorgeous beach again the next day. So we just lived it.

Today I did something I've been thinking about and talking about doing for a very long time: volunteering. I went to my old Episcopalian school/church kitchen and made 200 sandwiches for the "homeless" with my former Christian Ed teacher, former Girl Scout troop leader, and two or three more incredible individuals. I put homeless in quotes because although they do have homes, they are still considered homeless because they are living in government subsidized housing. I knew my town was incredibly poor, but I had no idea we had projects. Because children are able to get food during the week through programs, and there is Christ's Kitchen on Saturday, they were left without a meal provided on Sunday. That is why this group started. They started off making only about 60 sandwiches, then increased to 200. Soon they will have to increase again. I can say honestly that I have never volunteered a day in my life. What called me to get started was cleaning out my apartment and seeing how much stuff I had. It was ridiculous. There are few situations in my life where I have felt so touched as I did today, putting food straight in to the people's hands. Sure some of these people reeked of marijuana, had tear drop tattoos which represent that they've killed someone for gang initiation, or had immaculately done nails and hair. But were they and their children still hungry? Yes ! It just doesn't matter sometimes. They still need it, they still need to know that people are going to come every Sunday when they say they are going to come, and show love. Right now, coming home to my air conditioned two story house, my mom making a delicious dinner of meat and vegetables on our Viking stove..... then going up to a room of my own, plugging in my iPhone to a stereo then getting on my computer to upload a photo from my Canon Digital Rebel from my weeklong beach vacation.... it's all too much right now. I just have to remember that my family has worked so incredibly hard for what we have. So all I can do is be thankful and give back when I can.

Wowww

Let's just not talk about how I haven't blogged in a century kay. This post is for Kelsey : ) So I finished my last AP test today. School is done basically. After taking AP courses I don't even feel the need to study for finals.

I went to New York with Emily !

This trip just made me really like Tasti Delite and want to go to the New School and major in International Affairs so I can go save Vietnam.

Cutest baby in Williamsburg, Nacho (Ignacio)

Now I'm pretty much just preparing mentally to move to San Francisco. I'm getting my life on the road about five years early since there's a large possibility I will get a real dance job (haha) and put off college until my knees and hips can take no more surgeries.

I'm in love with this site.

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Not sure why I don't have a pair. I feel like they're a teenager/general person staple.

Aaaaaand I have a *~tOtAlLy AwEsOmE nEw (sort of) bF!!~*

I kinda like him : )

Om Shanti !

Home

I've spent probably three hours outside today. My family went out to my grandparents farm/ranch to eat barbecued chicken, potato salad, and pie. I, totally out of it, forgot about the time change and woke up late, about ten. Then proceeded to eat a nice bowl of cold oatmeal with peanut butter. We were supposed to have lunch at eleven. Needless to say I wasn't hungry at all. So I just ate later.

In the past, going home has been something very destructive for me. But now, it has turned into something very therapeutic, as I have completely cut all ties with all of my old friends. Today, I spent over an hour in the bed of my grandpa's truck as we drove around and I dumped feed out periodically for our longhorns. I spent a good while brushing a horse that's been around since I was born, and chasing chickens and guineas. I explored the barn for eggs and drank from the hose. Finally, my appetite worked up, and I enjoyed some sweet tea, a chicken leg, and apple pie. When we came home, I went on a run, then went straight to my patio and fell asleep in a lawn chair. This is summer for me. I smell like the outdoors and I feel full of health and vibrancy. I can't get this in Dallas, maybe I don't try hard enough. I can't wait to go swimming and to the beach.

Blogger Fail

Been craaaaazy busy lately. I'm planning some good posts for spring break though : )

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Things that involve optional _____________.

One of my New Year's Resolutions was to be more committed to taking pictures. I definitely don't take enough. I think the reasoning is that I love taking photographs of people, not so much landscapes or objects. I'm awkward, and sometimes so are people about getting their picture taken. Here are a few I have taken that I like.

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Doors and Details

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I could have died taking these photos, better appreciate them!

-Emily

Lessons in Stamina

Sometime next week I will be doing a Gaga demonstration for my friend who is doing a presentation in his speech class. The presentation is on Ohad Naharin, the artistic director of Batsheva Dance Company. It's in Hebrew, translate it with google or just look at the cool pics. The website isn't the most informative but whatevs.


Gaga is a sort of improvisational technique that was developed by Naharin. Gaga classes are a way to increase sensation and awareness in your body. Gaga is for the young and old, and ranges from non dancer to professional. Mirrors must be covered up for Gaga, everyone must participate, observing class is not allowed. When I studied Gaga for four weeks this summer at the San Francisco Conservatory of Dance, they locked the doors . Gaga is an incredible experience and I hope I can do it justice. Maybe someone will video the presentation. More on Gaga

The title of this post refers to yoga, and how I die about everytime I go. That is all.