Alright, so, I haven't posted in ages ( Read more... )

I am not, have never been, and never plan to be a manMy first recollection of someone being confused as to my sex comes from 3rd grade, when a boy in my class asked why I always stand in the girls' line for the restroom. Hmm. I wonder. And strange how I have a girl's name, too ( Read more... )

In our dorm bathroom, we have little sheets taped to the stalls with questions on them, like, "if the dorms caught on fire, what 3 items would you save?" or "life is like ___ because ___." or "what strange habit do you have?" And then there are pens to fill in answers and stuff. yeah. It's fun ( Read more... )

MLK day has caused me to think about how small my role in the world really is. I am not currently making any large impact on a global scale, nor am I likely to ever be in a largely impacting position. I am simply part of the world, existing, doing my little thing, and, with a little luck, making a difference in the lives of the people who know me ( Read more... )

Today, I realized what a self-centered, childish, insensitive bitch I can be ( Read more... )

Alright, so, I'm back from Jamaica, which means it's time to start keeping up with this journal again. Or perhaps it's about time to start a paper journal, the kind you hide under your mattress so no one reads it (or place it conspicuously where someone is bound to run across it and open it out of curiosity ( Read more... )

At the end of this week, I will make the journey back to Goshen. I'll be on campus for half a week, then I'll fly to Jamaica for fall semester. In Jamaica, I will have limited internet access and my cell will be off. If you wish to contact me, you can try email, but I can't guarantee a timely response ( Read more... )

Yesterday I got in my first car wreck. I put my parents' only van out of commission. No one was injured, but it definitely shook me up pretty bad. I was surprised that my parents weren't more upset with me. I guess they figured I was upset enough for all of us, and then some, so why bother adding to it? They're just glad I'm safe ( Read more... )

I think I can safely label this summer as the worst summer I've had in 19 years. With the exception of the time I spent housesitting here in Scottdale and the week I spent in Boston, this summer SUCKS ( Read more... )

With the last couple weeks of my life being as hectic as they were, I neglected to post a full and adequate update about my Boston adventures ( Read more... )