alittle dash of whats going on

So much stress from school lately and i can feel it eating me alive, literally, my poor back is turning into a twisted jumble of stress and i havn't had enough extra time to read my book. I guess i could read at lunch, it wouldn't matter because i am always by myself at lunch anyways, but i can barely relax at school and my body does better, my mind can focus, when i am relaxed.
The best thing for me to do at this point is to remind myself how easy i have it..although i may feel swamped, people around me are too..so it's not all that bad. I also like to practice breathing deeply and sometimes doing some yoga helps me as well. Which is another thing i am so thrilled about-my mom made sure we could fit it into the budget, i am so thankful for my mom. She really know's what matters and what we can do without. Since i struggle with mybreathing, we've been able to find a place that i can go wednesday nights for yoga with a really lovely instructor, her name is diane. An older women with a class of all ages. I love love it.

And then it's hell week..
Group project, sophomore exhibition, and finals.
Why i can't stand group projects: tough when no one else wants to give an effort.
It's frustrating that i have a huge project due next Tues., which the teacher assigned on late notice, and the people-i had no choice but to team up with-are flakes.
It's something that gets under my skin more than most things..
Ugh. All i can say is these people are lucky to have a partner that is willing to get things done because she cares to do the very best she can.
Next time, they might not be so lucky..
I am sleeping at this computer..i'll write tomorrow..want to blog more...take more pictures...even if no one reads...(:...goodnight..

is this impossible? does it seem right to you like it does to me..

sometimes i feel this small. sometimes i feel this big.

Darius Goes West, he does.

This is Darius:

If you havn't seen him in the independant film, Darius Goes West, please make it a priority...go to the website and order a copy. It will CHANGE you.

happy 1st birthday maci,

Guess how much i love you?

M O T H E R S D A Y

You are the mother of
someone who aspires to be remarkable.
Who admires you for strength,
knowledge, and your choice of direction.
You are the maker of me, but not the guide; for I must be my own guide.
You have taught me this.
Yet I can listen to your words and learn from you,
which is why I am becoming.
And I am great.