the humidity makes it feel over 100, but the nights are cool. i wonder if i can make it to post 1000 in my lifetime;) another 458 posts to go;) i feel like tinybuddha has been my spiritual journal and i can write my thoughts and be myself on here. i think another reason i like to be alone is b/c so many people who are angry seem to let their anger control them and it snowballs into something bigger and i’m not like that. when i’m angry, i mostly start working out and releasing the anger and i have found that it is much better and saves energy to lower your voice and just walk away from a situation that makes you angry. when i’m angry or stressed i let my anger dissipate in music and dance and soon i am laughing at myself for being angry. life is meant to be lived and each minute spent in anger loses time in our lives to seek opportunities. i also believe that people learn in different ways such as tactile (hands-on mostly me), visual (seeing it being done, color-coding note: me), audio (hearing it being taught me with meditations) and repetition (doesn’t always work if you don’t understand material, usually practicing something helps me more). thanks a lot anita for helping me realize my talents:D i think i will use those terms when asking my teachers to write me college recommendations: “hardworking, compassionate, intelligent, skillful (this one is great b/c often times some people tell me i have no skills), talent and knowledge” (sometimes i feel like my knowledge is a bit incompetent and i am working on analyzing things better). my inner bully hasn’t been bothering me too much lately, so far it’s just trying to creep up with little attacks such as “you’re too ignorant to focus on science, focus on your weight.” sometimes the inner bully agitates me when it says “what are you doing reading ap biology, you should be working out. there are people who are healthier and prettier than you. you have no chance at being a scientist.” luckily, i’ve been able to catch the inner bully at its game and every time it tries to throw its ball against me, i pretend i’m a wall and the inner bully bounces back to its source.