So the journey back to o-city has established some feelings of loss, dread, anticipation, and joy. Easily put: mix every feeling you’ve ever known possible, add a tad of rum, some sparkle, and bottoms up. Then let it settle halfway between both substantial exits of the body, it then surpassing its stay, and ultimately causing the feeling we all ( Read more... )

due to crap bandwith at these apartments, i can't post long entries ...the site times out because the text is tOo long...you think things could just work out for once...just another day in "ME" life! fists high!

So Wednesday is upon me, and for the length of this small retreat from Orlando life, I have lost all track of what point in time I’m trapped in. I’ve had this extraordinary feeling all summer that it is winter. Winter you say? Yes! When I look out the window it looks and feels like winter. The ambiance, in every place I go to, there is some ( Read more... )

Vacation and me have not connected so far; about a week and a half have passed and I still don’t feel like I’ve vanished from the mental state that requires such a steady demand. But the demand doesn’t seem that high I suppose(just feels like it when I'm drivng back and forth from o-city everyday); it’s just getting all the paper work filled out ( Read more... )

5:30am: My head hits the pillow. I doze off into some lucid state which proves to be warm, gentle, and relaxing ( Read more... )

Hmm…I wonder if I can get cable modem access under the overpass of I-4. Better hope so…because it looks like that’s where I’ll be living this coming semester (still no new living situation …*gerbil jumps back on to wheel ( Read more... )

Perhaps it’s the jazz and classical blend coming from the radio that has me in such high spirits. I have been in and out of day dreams while trying to prepare for the forth module exam/test. I think that this module has proven some sort of alleviation in my cranium; is it that I just understand it? Or just feel happy to know that changes seem to be ( Read more... )

So I am making my way towards the beach to catch the fireworks, when the folks suggestion going to go see if the impression of the Madonna is still standing strong. Figuring it would be a way to kill ten minutes, I agree.(hey you never know, something apocalyptic could ensue and I’d have a swift cut in line forthe pearly gates).
We drive up slowly ( Read more... )

churp...churp...the birds go at 5am. Funny how a day can just stretch into two if you don't pay attention.
Talk about being somewhere like home(tampa), where at the turn of the corner there is always new conversation to endure (even if it is about the toliet paper of choice ), and then arriving to my place in o-town to the uncanny silence that is ( Read more... )

Well this weekend has completely shown me that there is nothing a few friends, good food, good music, and some great conversations with everyone Tampa-side that doesn’t give me the vitality to keep crawling up this jagged structure I call school.
However, the weekend didn’t establish its profundity as soon as I reached the driveway of ( Read more... )