Saturday, November 26, 2011

A mind, to mind.

There's a funny correlation between our expressions and comprehensions. We learn in English class to comprise the perfect surface structure in order for our piers to inter-prate the deep structure. We explore the abstract cognition of greater intellectuals. & for some we compel those who's deep structure might threaten our ignorance.
After this I ask; what is a lie? The threats of intelligence

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Boston

Emerged with a constant bustle, I observe every hustle-
The closest I have been to Europe in my life; 3255 miles across the sea. The culture has influenced the social norms of America. 2 am, I sit in discussion with Olvert, coming to know that my beliefs aren't a self fiction. 
Thoughts for food, indulge yourself in food for thought-
Indian cuisine, sushi, veggie wraps, and Bostons best: uppercrust. But good old American Chocolate Cake never tasted so good. 
Educating your priorities, and prioritizing your education-
knowledge is a net work, and net working is knowledge. 

This weekend in Boston couldn't have been more amazing! Steph and I went to dinner the first night, after desert and hooka. Next day see the city and grab a bite to eat from uppercrust. Boston has some of the best architecture in the US. # one reason to move there: the library. New out fit from H&M and some social drinks made fore a great night! After a day of cooking, our agenda is ward event (almost every Mormon is from Provo), then off to Steph's birhtday dinner for some yummy sushi! After we head to Alegahndros drop off the birthday cake and pick up the duch boys: Overt and Neike. Where I learned more about European culture, and that what I have philosophized has truth to it. # one problem of America: the government prevents, instead of regulate. # two problem of America: the worth over writes the value, inflating our cost. BUT we do have a better operation system with in our education, far more opportunistic. Sunday was spent at Harvard square and  the park. 
I'm motivated,
and that's the truth.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

The moronic of perfection

 I spent my entire childhood trying to be the grown up; hoping eventually I figured it out. But mostly I have learned from the last three years that “figuring” it out, will never really happen. You just go from day to day hoping that you will not regret a single moment. Because only then you would be come imperfect; flawed in mistakes. 
Mistakes are hopes imperfections; regrets. I regret nothing, therefor I am “perfect.”  

‎"Discipline is the refining fire by which talent becomes ability." 

Bucket list .


I want to ride on a train. Drive threw the country. & know everything.
One day all these crazy things I do with my life are going to pay off. For now all I hope to do is make the most of them.

The truth to truth


 I feel like I have Alzheimer’s at the age of 20. When I was watching Steven Job’s speech for Standfords graduating class of 2005, he mentioned that he didn’t even know what a pancrise was. It was almost a relief  for me to know that the guy to revilutionised technology as we know it, couldn’t even tell you his own anatomy. It’s helped me to breath and say: “Brittany you’re going to be okay, god gave you courage to be you’re self, so use it.”
Some times I need to remember that moment when I discovered what it was like to ‘get out side of myself.’ And taking time to challenge the norms,  reliesing that ” we all know there’s a truth to truth.” That moment to hear not only the other side of the story, but the many versions of the story; comprehending what you couldn’t fathom but a moment ago.