Completeness

I honestly owe this calm and amazing summer to these three girls. And now 2/4 of us are leaving. 

Stability or Surprise

I really couldn't say which one I'd like more: surprise or stability. I guess to a certain extent, stability seems so endearing. I mean, who wouldn't want to feel safe and secure? I guess, from my perspective, repetitiveness tends to be incredibly relieving. There is literally nothing to throw you off balance or take your emotions on a trip over the tides of the ocean. You just know what to expect. And in the mean time, you know that you don't have to worry about your environment or the future; you can literally just concentrate on the present and now. Stability allows you to make room for yourself...it lets you develop your personality and gives you enough space to test different versions of it. Suddenly, all that is finite about stability becomes an infinite amount of relaxation; a means of comfort. If we're not looking for comfort throughout our lives...if we're not looking for something that allows us to take a break from the hectic nature of ourselves, then what else are we looking for?

But, I guess that at the same time, the human brain is only excited and is only truly alert when slammed with a dose of adrenaline. A challenge is what a surprise poses and if anyone truly knows me, then they know that I can get a bit competitive sometimes. Because of that, surprises have a certain allure to me. They have the aura of uncertainty and to not know what comes next ignites some fear--but the good kind of fear--the kind that I honestly believe every person should experience. I think that imbalance and a complete 360 degree turn in one's stability can cause one to either doubt oneself for the better and for the worse. The good kind of doubt is what makes surprises so incredibly worth-living. 

Thus, here is my problem. 

50 Cent ft. Lupe Fiasco - Through the Window [HD]

What these next three months are going to be composed of

• Dancing
• Late night movies
• The river
• Buttercup Bake Shop
• Building stoops
• North Moore between Hudson and Greenwich
• Blue christmas lights
• Writing poems
• Writing lyrics
• Cuddling with my madre and padre
• License
• Atlantis
• Getting dark
• Snuba Diving
• Meeting family
• Singing...a lot
• Missing people

I don't believe in independence

I guess I'll still use the word independent every now and then. However, I've recently decided that I really don't believe in independence. See, independence kind of insinuates that the person who attains that characteristic is separate from everyone and everything around he/she. I really believe that the only way that one can really become "distinct" from a crowd is from, ironically enough, observing and living within a crowd of people. I can honestly say that I'm about to go into my fourth year of high school and every year I feel as though I've grown little by little in synchronization with the people around me. My friends, teachers and parents have guided me and helped me in ways that are incomprehensibly strengthening. It would be a lie to say that I have built my character by myself because maybe, 2/3 or maybe all of who I am is honestly due to them.

So, dependency to a certain extent is independence.
I don't like that word.

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Mat Kearney - City of Black and White (A tribute to Lisbon)