I haven't written in awhile. And to be honest, I'm kind of nervous to. Besides doing documentation at work I haven't done very much writing these days. For months I've told myself to write my thoughts down but I've just been so tired. "I can do it later," I'd tell myself. And I'd push it off and push it off, and now I don't even no where to begin. ( Read more... )

I got a job in Tallahassee as a prevention specialist. I help kids steer clear of drugs then counsel the ones that need it. That means on Friday I'm moving back up to Tally. The place I've been trying to get out of for the past four years ( Read more... )

I have all of a sudden become very aware of the fact that in a month and a half I'll be graduating from college...with a Bachelors degree in psychology. And then comes the question that people have been asking me since I first declared psych as my major and english as my minor ( Read more... )

This weekend was San Blas; one of the 320 islands that belong to the Kuna Indians, just off the coast of Panama. You could walk around the whole island in about five minutes. Cabanas were sporadically placed wherever a palm tree wasn't present, and where there were palm trees, hammocks were hung so you could lay back, relax, and watch the sunset ( Read more... )

I can't really find the words to say how my life is going at this exact moment. I'm tired. Stoked beyond belief. Hurt. Grieving. Loved. I feel like my calling in life right now is to be a sponge. Soak up everything around me and breathe. Take it all in. Maybe let a little out and share it with you. But I dont know how to explain this to ( Read more... )

Chrissy wrote on my Facebook wall today and said that she couldn't wait until we both get back home so we can drive to Cocoa Beach with the windows down and the radio up. We've been doing that every summer since we started driving. I remember one time we were driving home, singing something, making our hands do the wave as it glided through the ( Read more... )

Tomorrow I can say that I’ve been living in Panama City, Panama for exactly one week, barely getting by on my Spanish and two water bottles a day. Panama is…different than I thought it would be. Honestly, I really didn’t know what to expect when I came here. I thought I’d be surrounded by water, humidity, and cheap beer, and only 2/3rd of that ( Read more... )

At least once a semester I have one breakdown where I just get so overwhelmed and stressed out about everything that I just start to cry. Usually to my mom...or to Marybeth. And after so many phone calls they tell me that I'm being silly, and even though that makes me cry even harder, I start to see that they're right ( Read more... )

Just a quick entry tonight. Because it's fifteen minutes till midnight and I have to be at work at eight in the morning. It's move in day. The end of turn. The beginning of the last weekend of summer. And I gotta get through it ( Read more... )

i love life ( Read more... )