Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Oh Life.

For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin--real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life.-- Alfred D. Souza

The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it. -- Anonymous

Nobody gets to live life backward. Look ahead, that is where your future lies. -- Ann Landers

This post is not about how rough my life is, I think I've exhausted that topic already. I'm sitting here in Provo waiting for life to begin. It's like the summer between 7th and 8th grade, I honestly thought that I might blossom: which I thought meant get taller, a bigger chest, and then all of a sudden I'd be ultra feminine looking and hence I'd be more attractive. It didn't happen that way at all, my hips got bigger and I stayed the same height. The chest didn't come until after I was 22 (in case you were wondering.)

I'm waiting for people to be my friends and think I'm cool. I'm waiting to get really fit looking, and then I'm gonna flirt with all the boys (except that ALL the BYU boys have retarded hair. I hate short and personality-lacking hair.) I'm waiting for backpacking trips, hiking, evening bike rides, barbeques with friends, Lake Padden to transport itselt here from Washington, I'm waiting for kicks and thrills. I'm waiting for all those things to magically appear and happen TO me. That's the problem.

I'm just saying it's time to start DOING.

Photo: While I'm passively photographing my life, indoors on a sunny day, things are happening outside...this is where we get to say "Carpe Diem."


Marcus said...

i think your one of the coolest people i have ever had the opportunity to know! i hope your doing well and i miss hanging with you.

Chief Momma said...

I love your quotes Em. Come visit Washington.

Julie in the studio said...

I used to think carpe diem was a fish. Then I watched The Dead Poets Society and my eyes were opened. That, and I also went fishing. My little baby is crying in her crib because I am not holding her and I wish she was asleep and didn't want me to be holding her. I must go hold the baby now...but don't worry, I am smiling about it.