Its December 7th...I forgot to tell Jimmy to call Travis...its his birthday...anyways...I cannot believe its been 2 years since I got here...and now I am leaving...its just way too much...and I cannot believe it...I hope Texas isn't too bad...and I really hope Virginia is a good deal...and most of all I hope everything works with him...then maybe I ( Read more... )

Ten more days...ten more days....ten more days....ten more days....I went surfing today...or at least tried to...I almost lost my board a few times...I actually did once...but luckily it had died out for a few seconds and I caught up....so ten more days...then I will be in Melbourne...well I've got to go to class....2 more days plus my weekend lab ( Read more... )

So here we are...September...only a few more weeks....these two years kind of trickled by....I need to go home...its time...

Its been a long time.  I am back.  I am predictably sad.  Again.  I wish I could be happy longer then a month or two. 

I could not have asked for a better way to spend my weekend…

Happy birthday water balloons, African whores, HRC, brownie pieces, make-out alley, the panini stand, Taormina, lemon and strawberry granita, zuppe inglese gelato in Fuemefreddo, pink and black hoodie turbans, shaking cable cars, beer bottles, Chinese food, naked boy with boxers, crazy ( Read more... )

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So today is Saturday…I work until 1300…then I have to do laundry…clean my room…take a shower…get a blow up bed from Dan…then off to Catania station….to pick up PATRICK!!!!! I AM SO EXCITED!!!  It almost does not feel real…like it is not going to happen…he called around 710 to tell me he was on the train… “I’ll be there in 9 hours…” ahhh!!!  So ( Read more... )

I wish I could sign off sometimes…and forget about everything.  When I leave nothing will be said…nothing at all.  Could it be that easy…every night when you close your eyes you wake up to a fresh start…Yea right.  What is this thing called forgiveness?  Is there such thing?  I am not sure.  Have yet to be forgiven.  It seems as though when ( Read more... )

i am going to fucking kill myself.

Mr. Eckert!!  Ahhh!!! It has to be you!! You are so goofy!! How are you doing?? I was trying to think of everyone I knew who was stationed at The Grove or at least military…I thought of Mr. Hunter, then you…but it never clicked!! It has to be you…the flags at halftime…Olympia the blue whale from 3rd grade…I remember you were at the bake sale table ( Read more... )