Castles in the Sand

Myst 5 is out.

It is the end. makes me sad.

I was at CCA all day, talked to Trey, talked to Brian, ate dinner and am resting up a bit.

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George, Taylor, Alice, Justin, Anna, Brian, Trey, Frank, Betsy, Jawon, Mom, Theo, Aditiya, Jeff Stoytcho…..

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Play draft. Wrote it really quick, didn’t look over it even. If you want to criticize grammar or phrasing screw off, otherwise its there.

Idea: Hike to Alta peak in the sequoias

Most people drive in circles. I try to take the rode less traveled by. I go to the hills. I go to the mountains, to feel alive. I go away from the norm. I go and make something of my life. I need to go where others haven’t been. I need to see what’s alive in the world. I climb the mountains others are afraid to.

I went to Alta peak with my friend others backed out. They are fine with living their lives and driving in circles I’m not. We found a trail and started up. It looked hard, really hard. We could have turned back; we should have turned back. But I was stubborn and wanted to go on because the path was ahead, it was a challenge I wanted to master. I climbed I pushed. And as my companions got weary I moved on. I ran out of water so I found a stream and filled my glass. I made it up that peak before the others. That peak was mine. I owned it, I deserved it, and I claimed it.
I pushed the others up that peak and they got to share my joy. Others stayed behind and carried on driving in circles never seeing, never going. I cry for them. I cry for those who stay behind, who don’t adventure, who don’t live life. I cry for those who do not try something new. I cry for those that don’t push themselves past their limits, for those who do not grow and for those who do not want to grow.

I am not perfect. I don’t have the perfect GPA or the perfect SAT score. I am not the perfect student, the perfect friend, or even a good one, but I do my best, and I give it my all. I try to live, try to lead, try to teach. If the world chooses not to love my fine be that way. But I chose to climb up that mountain.

Yesterday was amazing. I felt like crap, was at CCA till 7.

The sunset was to die for orange clouds, orange mist, rain, lightning.

Coranado is beutiful at night especially with lightning. Went there with brian.

Drove around in rancho, listening to angry music, with lightning it fit very well.

Was at the cliffs at around midnight. Thunder, lightning, listened to Dire straits brothers in arms. It fit perfectly like that song was designed for that mood and that weather and that day.

It started raining and we ran back.

I wish i had time to write this elegantly, for such a shity day it was very memorable.

Oh and Trey’s thing is really cool: ¿dns