Saturday, November 14, 2009

Calculated Spontaneity

Patrick used my philosophy for a journal entry for a college class. His teacher thought it was so good she read it to the class.

This is what he sent to me over skype:

Going through one’s life, there are many times in which a crucial decision must be made, and times when decisions that will probably have no greater meaning occur as well. Things ranging from where to go to college to “do I really want that bottle of water?” are part of our daily life. Personally, I believe that decision making shouldn’t always be when you are fully informed. Part of life is taking risks, and if you’re always fully informed, the risks are already laid out for you. Choices should be a mixture between the spontaneous and the informed. One should know the facts to a certain point, and then dive in head first to their decision. This way, our choices are more exciting, more suspenseful. This sort of “calculated spontaneity” makes life far more interesting, allowing us to enjoy the fruits of our decision, or learn a lesson for the future.

10:20 PM
You are my muse

Monday, November 2, 2009

This weekend.

The silence is overwhelming.
The spirit of the school now, and for the past 102 years holds us together.
The complaints, moans and groans of the students have been paused.

To be cliche on purpose: we're all in this together.

Every time a tragedy strikes Poly, the school feels closer than ever.
I'm the last one to say Poly is perfect, and I often am quick to express my hatred of much of the system.
But one thing I know is that I love the Poly community.

Jackson Allan, I've spoken to you maybe 3 times in my entire life, but I've prayed so hard and used all of my 11:11 wishes on you. Please recover soon. We're all pulling for you.

Gabriel Blanco, I know this is a hard time for you. I love you, Gabriel. You can always talk to me and I will listen, don't feel like you have to hide your emotions. Ever since I first met you, you've been an important part of my life and always will be. While you can run away from Pasadena, you can't run away from your problems. Your friends can help you, please, please let us at least listen to you. I can't stand to imagine that you're hurting, you're like a brother to me, or at least a close cousin.

Tragedy struck my school this weekend, Jackson's critical condition rocked the whole school, while Gabriel's sudden disappearance touched only some of us. It's hard to keep moving when all of a sudden the world stops then attempts to restart before you're ready.