well hi! i think I know you!
gosh, it's been awhile! promise a full update soon... plenty's been ahappening... believe me.
ok... so it's official. I've just bought my ticket to haiti for august. i'm going the 9th through the 22nd. craaaazy. i've been emailing around to some schools down there to see if they're hiring... or more to the point... to see if they're hiring me. we'll see.
i've been putting off emailing gale to tell her i'm going down by myself. i don't know why. i love her... she's the most amazing person i know. and she's for lack of a better word) really cool. with me and gabidson; with my obsession with haiti; with everything. i just get so nervous telling her that i'm going down; going by myself. subconciously i keep thinking she'll get all mad and think that i'm moving in on her haiti loving turf. rediculous, i know. but there it is. i've just been freaking out to patty for the last 15 minutes.... going over email drafts... it's nuts. all this for a woman that is seriously like my mom. take that back: all this because i'm freaking out over nothing. i wish i could make myself believe that she is excited for me to start a life down there. i wish i could describe why her approval matters so much to me... but i can't. it just does. it really does.
bottom line: deep down... i know she's happy for me. bottom-ER line: i'm fucking happy for me. and that's that.
ok... so it's official. I've just bought my ticket to haiti for august. i'm going the 9th through the 22nd. craaaazy. i've been emailing around to some schools down there to see if they're hiring... or more to the point... to see if they're hiring me. we'll see.
i've been putting off emailing gale to tell her i'm going down by myself. i don't know why. i love her... she's the most amazing person i know. and she's for lack of a better word) really cool. with me and gabidson; with my obsession with haiti; with everything. i just get so nervous telling her that i'm going down; going by myself. subconciously i keep thinking she'll get all mad and think that i'm moving in on her haiti loving turf. rediculous, i know. but there it is. i've just been freaking out to patty for the last 15 minutes.... going over email drafts... it's nuts. all this for a woman that is seriously like my mom. take that back: all this because i'm freaking out over nothing. i wish i could make myself believe that she is excited for me to start a life down there. i wish i could describe why her approval matters so much to me... but i can't. it just does. it really does.
bottom line: deep down... i know she's happy for me. bottom-ER line: i'm fucking happy for me. and that's that.