Painting

Oh yeah, I painted with Nino yesterday. It was great.

Here's my piece. I started with the face, but I like the blue part right above more than the face. The face has got to go.




This one's Nino's. I like hers so much! It will hang in my bedroom next semester.

My self

I feel refreshed.

I've found that the best way to the self is through others.

Traveling with Chris allowed me to get to know him like I've never known him before. I experienced his characteristics and makeup like I never have; my experience with him was longer diluted by the flux of other people, or by the separation of hours/days/weeks that were common throughout our relationship. His ability to control himself mentally and physically hit me like a pile of bricks, whereas before, it was a constant but light hailstorm. His idea of self-contest has never been more present in my mind than in the last few weeks.

Looking at him, I've learned to gauge myself better. I, like everyone else, have the potential to be the best I can be blah blah blah, but, figuring out what I want and how I want to be has never as clear or obvious.

Rob, joining us on the second leg of the journey, was a part of the catharsis. In him, I saw a lot of myself. I saw, most distinctly, the me that wants to please everyone. Often, I cannot help but think at my happiness lies in the happiness of others. Now am vividly aware that that contradiction is probably not the best thing I've ever come up with.

"The key to failure is trying to please everybody"
-some guy on the radio that was quoting some other guy.