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Los Angeles, Ca | 2012

Sometimes, I just want to do things. There are so many things that I want to just do.

The problem is that I worry a lot. And that I get insecure a lot. Then I end up just looking at all the really cool stuff other people get to do. And I get frustrated and then I make bad decisions, which only add worry. And when I’m beginning to move on from that worry, I notice that I switch to a new one. And then it happens again. So I end up not doing things. And that’s why I’m so proud of my sister who really goes for the things she wants in life. She once told me that I’m the one person she knows who can put up with situations that are chosen for me. Well, it’s got to be worth something. I mean, I’m still here.

But I’ve got to seriously do better than that. This isn’t the 100% story of me. It’s just that the worrying really gets to me sometimes.

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London Eye.
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(I’m orange juice with a little vodka)
Welcomed one of my best friends’ birthday with a party. It was the first party of that kind for me. The crowd was great. We danced. Yeah. We still carried what weight we had. And we danced. 
Typing this just a little more than a couple of hours from the after-party meal, the shots are wearing down. And the conversations are replaying. They weren’t the happiest, although most of them were cheerful. It was, after all, a birthday celebration. But the recurring theme of the night was how glad we were that we could meet at that time. And at this point in our lives, we weren’t just glad. We were grateful.
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Book: Will Grayson, Will Grayson
John Green and David Levithan.
When most reviews likened this to a musical, I feared this was going to be campy with glitters (the one thing I really have against the sparkly stuff i\s that they don’t come off easy). But trusting John Green’s writing style (which I think is the star of his work), and a friend’s previous experience with (and current love of) David Levithan’s work, I bought the book.
Briefly, it’s a story of how the worlds of two guys, who only happen to share the same name, come together. And, with the help of friends, how each character settles into finding out who they really are, and that they can be so much more.
At once both Will Graysons take me back to my own version of teenage struggle. The one where you’re not sure where you fit in, or how you fit in on other people’s lives. And it could be difficult finding yourself amidst every label (or lack of one) that’s on offer. Most people forget that it isn’t only outside pressure, but more of the pressure we put on ourselves that leads us into the crises and insecurities we experience throughout life. And when people are (or seem) busy, it’s not easy to reach out. And we fall into pit holes, or traps we set for ourselves. Then insert friends who are crazy for all the right reasons, and an autobiographical school play that (seemingly) updates on its own so fast, there’s a whole segment on that thing you did a few days ago. And what you get is a wallet full of fun, revelations, and a fake ID.
Most of us in the younger-than-30 (or 35?) group ask so many questions. But the book picks out the ones we often forget to find answers to. Who do we appreciate? We all depends on each other in some way. But how come we find it difficult to show appreciation to those who really matter to us? And how weak does that make us look if we do? How weak do we make others seem in that respect?
As the reader commutes by train and is eventually picked up by car through two unique versions of modern coming of age, one realizes how love is love, teenage life is real, and how a good friendship is forged into a great one. You wouldn’t mind the singing.
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