November 11th

Remembrance Day. I went to a ceremony thing today. I feel like most people on campus forgot about today. I enjoy hearing stories about actual people in the war, and reading their letters that they wrote, just about how they felt or how it was affecting them. I couldn't even imagine what it would be like now.

Also, isn't it weird how language changes? Just reading the letters from the past, during the war and such. I find that they are more descriptive, personal and straight forward. None of this "lol" and "omg" and stuff. And, they use their own words too. Not as many cliches? Yeah. I dislike cliches and I try to avoid them. Unless they're  funny in a weird way. For example I like throwing in a "When in Rome!..." and then people are like, "what?"

I'm getting a tattoo on Monday. It is a green heart with a silhouette of a tree coming out the top. Pretty sweet. It means...a lot of things. I like trees. Trees remind me of my childhood. I grew up on a farm that had a big bush/forest in the back. It meant a lot to me, I could clear my mind, just walking throught the bush. Awesome. It could also mean that I am happy with myself, as in, being with just me. That's deep, right?

Ok, enough blooooooging.

Look Outside

...it's a family reunion of precipitation. Or it was...I guess it stopped. But anyway, it's good to know that all forms of the water family have picnics too.

So, I have discovered that the Hush Sound is really good. I like them mucho.

Also, I am weirdly happy. I don't know why, considering this week has been SAD AND CRAZY!