600 Toothpicks and Stolen Flowers

I knew that when I woke up today that the day would be filled with a lot of pain and happiness. There was no way to stop it and no matter how unfair certain parts of this system may be, it is the way that it is and I don't see it changing for a long time. Anyway, I will always remember the defining moments of this day, the good ones where people decided they would go to this good school because it was good and they'd be happiest there (of the places that they got into). But as for the sadness of this day, it is gone. I'm sure it was much easier for me to get over it since I was not opening any letters today that I did not know what they already said but still, I did feel some sadness too.

But. Moving on.

Today, in my mind will forever be the day filled with flowers and 600 toothpicks. This is how it happened. Well Quintin and I were walking back from liberty place. Outside of liberty place there is a hotel with beautiful flowers that smell amazing. So, I decided that I would get some for Quintin. The flowers were one of those ones that has like a big stalk with a lot of little individual flowers. So there were two sitting on the wall of the hotel. So I picked them up and gave them to him. But then we decided that we wanted more. Part of me thought that I could stand and pluck them off but as we began to walk past one, two, three pots, I realized that was not going to happen. So when we got to the forth stalk, I just reached down to my side and snapped the flower at the stem. It came off really easily. But then Quintin and I were left with the burden of walking around with this stalk full of little flowers and no where to put them. So we decided to go to a dollar store and find small jars. We ended up getting toothpick jars (3 per pack, 100 toothpicks in each jar), one pack for each of us. For those of you not so good at math that is where the 600 comes from. Our projected ended up being very beautiful but while walking re realized that there is no one else that we could so something like that with.

Today will be remember whenever I use a toothpick. Today will be remembered whenever I walk past that hotel. Today will be remembered many other times and many other ways but when I remember it, it will contain 600 toothpicks, stolen flowers, and no sadness.

I'm kind of a big deal...

I cannot begin to express how much I hate those shirts and I'd never ever wear one. But, it has occurred to me that I am kind of (maybe like only a little) a big deal.

What has made me think this?

1. MIT Acceptance. Well ever since I got into MIT people have been like OMG congratulations whenever they find out. I guess it's a big thing and I was really happy when I found out but like now it's not that big of a deal to me.



2. Whoops. :P sorry the lady didn't tell me....
   


3. NHS induction. So getting onto NHS didn't matter to me cause all my other siblings were on NHS and it was kind of something I HAD to do. But people have been congratulating me a lot which is weird to have random people talk to me. But the thing that made me realize that it was important was that Jordan gave me a hug lol. He never gives me hugs. (I tried to go back and get one for getting into MIT but he said he didn't care that I got into college :P)



4. English paper. So I wrote this paper for English while I was on the train on the way to school then in math and computer science. Then before Mrs. Pincus gave them back she was saying how because a lot of people got low grades she'd let people rewrite them. So i was like crap... But then I got it back and guess what! I got an A! I was so happy! w00t again.



5. Computer lab. Ok, so this doesn't really make me a big deal. But I finished my computer lab all on my own today! I worked with Kim and Quintin on the first part and Kim a little on the second but I finished that part up on my own and I did the third part all by myself while other people were like spending lots of time on it (though that was cause they finished the other two parts quicker :P). Haha I know I'm a big loser (to the non-nerds cause I care about computers and to the nerds cause I'm so hype on such a small thing) but still it made me really happy!
   

So that's about it. I don't really like attention so the NHS thing and the MIT thing make me feel a little weird when people I don't know say stuff to me because I never know what to say back. But still it all feels great! Hopefully the good things will keep on coming. ;)

Later loves.

MIT RA DECISIONS!!!!!

They will come out on the 15th!

(why do I keep writing in this blog... it's like I'm talking to myself... I feel like a weirdo...)

Sleep.

.. it's what I need. I'm sitting in computer class right now and guess what... I'm not paying attention. I may appear to be taking notes. Since I'm sitting here typing and looking up at the board but really I'm so not taking notes. That is because I cannot focus at all in this class. He turns the lights down so that we can see the projector and that just makes me feel like it's time to take a nap. Healy and Quintin are taking notes. I should get them to e-mail me their notes.

This is how I feel a lot of times.


...I think this is where I'll end this.

I'm highly upset...

with Omar because I'm bored in class and he is not here to keep me occupied. Nor is anyone else from the chat. But then again he's probably doing something semi-important that has something to do with some kind of competition or something boring like that. But still there is no point in him not having school if he is not going to be here. So now I'm bored and I have nothing to do. So I'm just writing about how I'm upset with Omar.

I think that's all.

-Bye

Roses really smell like boo-boo....

Ok so I don't really agree with that. But yeah any way today was the flower show. Here are some photos and links to the other photos.

The show.

Fresh cut roses that I cut for my grandmom.

Links to the rest.
Flower Show pt 1.
Flower Show pt 2.
Cut Flowers.

A Few Good Men.

So they (I don't know who they is) say something along the lines of, "Behind every great man there is a great woman." I'm here to say that the reverse also applies.

I must admit that I do and say some pretty crazy things. But I never mean any harm and I always hope that what I do is for the best. But, you cannot do the kinds of things that I do unless you know that if the rest of the world is ready to hate you and/or give up on you there is someone out there who won't. Luckily I have that. I can do what I want because I have the support that allows me to never be scared. I know they will always be there for me and that if I should do something wrong along the way they'll tell me but won't resent me for slipping up. They push me really hard and expect me to do great things but understand that I won't be able to do everything and are ok with that. They make me see that anything I want in life is mine for the taking. They are the ladder that I stand on to reach goals that would otherwise be out of reach.

So I simply have two things to say...

Dear Guys: Ik zal van u altijd houden. U maakt me die ik ben.

Dear World: With people like that behind me, you can't stop me. You can only wish that one day you get what I have.

<3.