"I want to know you. You seem like someone worth knowing. Every day I feel like I’m surrounded by people with hard edges and sour faces but I get the sense that you’re different. Too often people seem to think that they have the answers to everything. Their faces are trapped in permascowls and they can’t be bothered with anything besides their own narcissism. You aren’t like that. You still ask questions. You’re still looking for the answers."

- Ryan O’Connell, I Want To Know You (via penseesduchoeur)

(via reclaimtheskies)

Koishigaru

Means beauty in Japanese. Your beauty. Hope all is well!

 

Memoir #12: 40 Credits - May 12, 2012

11:53 PM

And with the rising of the sun, I find myself in my own bed. I didn’t have that neck ache I always got from the mediocre double sized at my dorm. Wait, I’m not at my dorm? Where’s my roommate? Where’d the year go?

I remember walking into my dorm for the first time in September and telling myself that I’d be perfectly fine. And for the most part, I’m way stronger now than I was when I started the year. My mind is more attuned to thinking rationally and seriously, moving on and forward from the carelessness of high school. Who am I kidding though, I still love making pee-pee jokes.

Thankfully, I’m not the only one that experienced growth. Friends become family, caterpillars to butterflies. I mean sure, sometimes we stumbled and other times we’ve fallen and picked up a few bruises. But trust me, it’s not easy making a human pyramid. At least we weren’t making a human centipide… 

In all seriousness though, I have all but my friends and family to thank for making this year all the more worthwhile. We always focused on important tasks. Whether achieving academic greatness by leveling up Pokemon in the library or killing Nazi zombies at 2 in the morning, education was our top priority. 

As for Japan? I told her how I truly felt. 

And that made our hugs just that much tighter.

Koishigaru. 

Memoir #11 - April 8, 2012

Let’s catch up
2:51 AM

Hee Hee Haw, look at the time! Perfect hour to catch up with my old friend Tumblr.

Let’s start with school:

About a month left and Freshman years over. In other words, another month left and I’ll be another couple hundred thousand million dollars in debt, swimming in student loans.

Anatomy and Physiology Textbook is now my pillow, noted.

Freshman 15 exists.

As you can see, don’t really think much about school if I don’t have too.

But now, let’s continue with my interest in Japan.

It honestly all started with a tempur pedic cushion. Carrying a tempur pedic cushion from one floor of my dorm to another is no laughing matter. It’s serious business, and I will always treat it as such. The treacherous walk from the 3rd floor to the 4th floor, while holding a tempur pedic cushion, Domo Kun doll, and floral blanket is always a humbling experience. 

What does this have to do with Japan you ask? 

Well, remember when what we talked about in Memoir #10, dear Tumblr friend? Yeah, turns out she’s actually real close to me now. No, were not getting married any time soon, and no, she doesn’t have a twin sister. But what she does have is a genuine character that understands me. She has healing laughter and a contagious smile that always seems to get me sick. Her presence is a present in the present day. And she understands just how important my spiritual walk is to me. 

She recently lent me a book called The Five People You Meet In Heaven. One quote that I’ll always remember from the book says:

“The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.” 

 With her, time isn’t wasted. And with her, it will never be. 

Until later my dear friend, Tumblr. I’ll talk to you soon.

Memoir #10 - March 23, 2012

1:51 a.m.

Why am I always writing these at obsequious times of the night? 
It’s probably because I’m nervous, exhilarated. In a few hours, I’ll be on a train to Hoboken to hangout with someone that I’ve grown really close to lately at school.

There’s no better feeling than knowing that my day is guaranteed to have smiles and laughter in it. And I get to share that with someone else that feels the same way. That’s the beauty of Spring and the weather it brings. 

It all started with a  hello . 
Actually, it all started with a Konichiwa! O Genki desu? Hai.

I’ll tell you how things went another time tumblr blog. I know you hate cliff hangers, but I’ll be back.