Razor Scooters

Today an eight year old kid in my apartment complex asked me if I wanted to see him do a jump on his scooter. We spent a good ten minutes playing together. He told me that he wished the rocks around the complex weren't there because then he'd have more smooth surface to cruise his scooter on. I told him that I saved up all my birthday money when I was eleven and bought my own electric scooter.

My grandpa Bob bought me my first scooter. It had black foam handle bars and clear wheels. My grandpa also took me to see the Nutcracker once. He took me to see airplane shows and he took me to the circus.

My brother and I used to ride around on our scooters in the neighborhood talking gibberish, pretending we were conversing in a secret language. Neither of us knew what the other was saying, we just liked thinking we were different.

The boy I had a crush on in 4th grade once brought in his scooter for show-and-tell. The next week, he fell on me and broke my right arm. He didn't talk to me after that and I had to learn how to write with my left hand. Stupid Richie. Who falls on girls?

One of my closest friends, Dustin, in Elementary school had a learning disability. He had to move away to Michigan in 5th grade and when he came over to say goodbye, I was riding around in circles on the drive way with my scooter, thinking about how I would miss him and his quirky personality. He really liked trains.

When Layli was in 1st grade, I was in 6th grade. She went to a different school and I would wait for her bus to drop her off by my school's corner. She would stand with both feet on the scooter as I, with one foot barley rooted, would take us home. I remember freaking out if her bus was even just five minutes late. She was my responsibility then.

Funny thing what a scooter can mean.

Cover of the original


youth rule

I DID IT

I took four finals (ochem, physics, ecology and music theory) all within 24 hours of each other... and I lived. I'm off to Bosch. Peace!

Happy Christmas Harry

The First Grader

Finals Mix

Can Nate get any cuter???? I've seen him live...... 4 times.............. squeel giggles boy crush sigh. I posted the original here back when it came out in Sept. YAY FUN.

Sunshine Dust

It's easy to define yourself based on those around you. Individuality isn't easy. You can't just go stick a tattoo on your ass and call it a day. You have to commit to the values and the life you choose to lead.

When I was little, my room had a window facing west. I would spend what seemed like hours laying on my bed trying to catch the dust particles floating around in the air exposed by the light from the sun setting. I never understood why those little floating things would only appear when the sun shined through my window. And what were they anyway? As a child, I passed up playing barbies, watching TV, and even annoying my older brother to sit, watch and think about the sunshine dust.

Not much has changed... switch out barbies and TV for parties and drinks and an annoying older brother for a boyfriend. Only now, the sunshine dust is more than just floating particles...

that your faith be steadfast as a rock
that no storm can move
that nothing can disturb,
and that it endure through all things
even to the end

As ye have faith
so shall your powers
and blessings be.
This is the balance --
this is the balance --
this is the balance.

'Abdu'l-Bahá
An Early Pilgrimage, p. 40

Presenting.....

Tadaaaaa!
Thanks to Deanna for being Deanna........... this is fun!!!