I am not obsessing. Really not obsessing at all. I swear. I haven't been thinking about it all.

Five signs that it's swim season:

1. My hair feels like straw.
2. A month ago, all my clothes fit. Now my pants are too big and my shirts are too small.
3. No matter how often I shower, I still smell like chlorine.
4. The buoy hickies are back on my legs.
5. I was so tired today that I almost fell asleep while walking home.

I love being a

I had a really nice time last night. I went to the Emerson Quartet concert at Finney, which was really good (not that I really know anything about classical music, but I enjoyed it). Then I went to the Feve for the first time ever without my mother. I had a drink with Emily and Melissa (Tai, not Ising). I haven't talked with Melissa in awhile, ( Read more... )

So I'm still alive ( Read more... )

I love the ocean. I think that I have been living in the wrong place my whole life. I do not belong in landlocked places; I belong by the sea. First of all, the sea is composed of my element: water. I have always been out of place on land. Only in the water do I feel like I belong. The water is such a lovely array of colors, beautiful blues ( Read more... )

So I am in New Zealand. I am actually starting to believe that I am here. We haven't actually done much volunteering yet, and we actually have a three-day weekend this week due to the Queen's birthday. Here is a synopsis of our time so far ( Read more... )

Bryne and I will be leaving for New Zealand in just a few hours. I can't believe that it is actually happening. I haven't done anything this exciting in a long time.

I had the most wonderful experience this afternoon. Today started out sunny, but soon the clouds started to build. By the time I went running in the afternoon, it was clear that a storm was eminent. I have always loved the feeling of excitement that fills the air before a storm. It was nice to be running so that the build up of energy could ( Read more... )

So yesterday was a busy and rather interesting day. We got kicked out of our nice cosy dorms room and had to move all of our shit that's not in storage over to Harkness. I actually ended up moving stuff for like five hours. I helped move one of my friend's stuff to storage in the morning, and then Bryne's friend Hadley and I made three trips to ( Read more... )

I am basically all packed. My five boxes are stored away. The walls are bare, and the floor is actually clean for once. It feels very lonely and kind of creepy. I cannot believe that my sophmore year of college is finished. I do not want it to end. I do not want to say good-bye to everyone, especially the seniors.