"Live like you'll die tomorrow. Learn like you'll live forever." - Ghandi

This was the senior quote by a Heritage high school student who passed away in a car accident on the last day of school. Graduation was only a couple days later, where I helped my brother write his student body president speech.. about the beautiful things in life that we can remember.. about passion and living life to the fullest -

Today we drove past the makeshift memorial on the side of the street.
I didn't know him. My good friend and her brother did, along with the driver - but even though he was a stranger to me I still feel brimming tears - seeing all the flowers, the paper signs: the love was so visible and hurting and alive.

Amidst the cold cement
I felt the warmth of human love

Inside something hurts.. it triggered another ache I hold within me.

Upon driving home with a friend, we talked about how we are not the same people from 3, even 2 years ago..
So thankful for everything I've been blessed with, the joys and sorrows I've experienced.


I'm trying to rekindle
the passion to learn and fall and grow.

Half of our college career: done and over

dinner time - cooking yummies for the tummies

the ladies of yellow belt/green tipA perfect dessert: cornbread and anna banana delight :)

happy smiles

(fobness is contagious)

tiffany = the next michael jackson.. hahhaha

dancing to let go

MUSE concert! complete with bart bumming

The COOL group ( we cool sky divers yo)touching reality

Dessert night.. {heaven at close bay}

APT #36 and james

ezra! And FINE DINING- you didn't let me cut your hair!

baking scones at 2 am - finished off an entire batch and then fried rice

ending the semester by welcoming freedom with arms wide open

Quote.

"So on a summer's day waves collect, overbalance, and fall; collect and fall; and the whole world seems to be saying "that is all" more and more ponderously, until even the heart in the body which lies in the sun on the beach says too, That is all. Fear no more says the heart. Fear no more, says the heart, committing its burden to some sea, which sighs collectively for all sorrows, and renews, begins, collects, lets fall."

-Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway - (part of the final approaching in 10 hrs :D)