I try to believe in as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

   While at the poster sale in front of the Union the other day, I had one mission on my mind...find the perfect poster to cover up the ugly brown wall by my bed. Since Becky, my roomie, has a huge caramel macchiato Starbucks poster staring at me from over her bed- I wanted one of my own that expressed more of who I am. Do you know how difficult it is to choose one piece of paper that can serve as decoration, statement, self identifier? VERY. Needless to say I was there for quite a while channeling my inner catepilliar with the constant question- Lindsey, "Whoooo are youuuuuu?". In the end I chose a Alice in Wonderland poster, naturally. It's very simple with mostly clouds (one of the clouds makes out the image of the white rabbit) and then Alice (not cartoon or recent Tim Burton Alice, but the back of a new one with darker hair) and the quote, "I can't explain myself because I am not myself, you see?"-Alice, reside at the bottom of the poster.
    Now obviously alot of thought went into my decision...so why a cartoon or image from a children's book?- you may wonder. Think about it. Alice is the only female classic disney character that exemplifies independence. There was no Prince to come in and make all her dreams come true....she made the entire wonderland herself, in her own dreams. She made it through the entire maze of wonders and terrors without some gleaming white teeth, hair flipping prince coming in, and she did all of this for herself- not to win the guy or for anyone else's approval. In fact, she did it to spite those who questioned her way about things. And that quote...it has always been a favorite of mine, but right now I feel that it rings truer then ever. "I can't explain myself because I am not myself, you see?" In a place in my life where I am discovering who I am, what I want to do, what my limits are, I'm discovering everything....I don't think I could answer the catepilliars simple question of "Whooooo are youuuu?" myself. I could give the facts. I am Lindsey. I am a girl. I am a student at Ole Miss. I am 20 years old. and on and on, but that is not who I really am. I do not think that I will be able to tell anyone who I really am until I am a little old wrinkled woman sitting in my rocking chair sipping on my sweet tea....then I can recall my life and tell you what kind of woman I really am...until then, I'm to busy being her to really learn anything. We learn from our mistakes, and I have had them- but until we have lived a full life I don't think anyone can really answer the question, "Whoooo are you?" fully and accurately.

"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary-wise; what it is it wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be, it would. You see? "