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So this is Spring Break, 2004. My last spring break. And how am I spending it? Surely I must be making the most of it? Oh hoho no. Ten days in Salinas. Doing nothing. Doing so much of nothing that I have taken it upon myself to write an update to my website, even though I don't have any new pictures to post. Well, none of people anyway.
I've taken a liking to landscape photography. Particularly those of the Golden Gate Bridge. Everytime I drive across it on my way to/from school, there's something different about it. Sometimes it's pouring rain, sometimes it's a gorgeous 80-degree summer day. Just last Friday when I drove home, it was late and I stopped at the Marin Headlands to take some night shots. I had never seen it so clear and I couldn't let that opportunity pass me by. I like one picture in particular. So rather than describing it, I'll just post it here, on it's own page, and exclusively for whomever actually reads my periodic ramblings. So I give you the Golden Gate at night.
Not too long ago, Emma suggested I get myself a livejournal account. Now I'll admit that I did sign up for one, but I'm a poor journaler. I probably write more in these periodic writings than I ever will in the journal. But if you want, you can read for yourself and check out my livejournal. I've said many times over that I know I'll get addicted to updating if I let myself, so I've kept it sparse for a reason. I know that when my fingers hit the keyboard, I could type on and on and never stop. So the only way I can keep myself from doing that is to not start in the first place. I think I'll keep it as an aside to this page. Maybe do them in parallel. I've only made three entries in about three weeks, and I'd have to say they all have a common thread of nostalgia. So maybe I'll keep it as my journal of "remembries." I'll just jot down things that remind me of certain times and places. For the most part, it's all about songs. I mean, I'll bet that you have a specific memory associated with songs like Sixpence None The Richer's "Kiss Me" or Sarah McLachlan's "I Will Remember You." My brain is so scattered that maybe I'll just write about random things every so often. As for the actual life-journaling, well, my life is boring. So I have a whole other journal in which I write all of the other completely random, nobody-will-want-to-read-that stuff. I also feel like if I jump into writing a livejournal, I'll have to provide backstory to whatever I start writing about. I liken it to starting watching a soap opera. There's this whole big long storyline that's been developing for years and all of a sudden I'm trying to jump in and follow along. So that's yet another reason for me to not start. It's an excuse, and I'm using it to its fullest extent.
I will say that of everyone I know and still have contact with from Middle School, we've all begun to wonder about the same thing: Will Lara really organize an eighth grade 10-year reunion? Because now that everyone's been thinking about it, if she doesn't, I have half the mind to do it myself. I'll admit that going back to eight grade and tracking down everyone would be difficult, but I think that there's quite a strong connection amongs all of us "Park-Schools" (and you Laurel Wood-ers as well) that if we work the grapevine, we could get quite a list going. Friendster may work for some connections, but when it comes down to the nitty-gritty, there's nothing like a good old game of telephone. (But I still thank the higher-ups for giving us email because if it weren't for the wonders of the world wide web, I wouldn't be in contact with a quarter of those I am right now.) The great thing about email is that it stays constant no matter where you are. I've had my email address since 1999 and it's been my primary address for almost four years. I intend to keep it as long as I can, mainly because if for some reason someone wants to contact me, they can.
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