act like kids in love when the sun goes down
i wasnt up for writing about my trip to the virgin islands until the weather got nice here… however, now that that time has come, i feel like too much time has lapsed and its no longer interesting. the highlight of the trip was taking my family to my favorite islands from sail caribbean. i tried to share my experience with them, but they generally didnt care. it was nice for me to relive it, though. adam and i had an excellent time.
more recently, and more importantly, north carolina was incredible. theres no better way to bond with thirty kids than building a house and then returning to the brothel (motel) to play spin the cell phone. maybe im being idealistic, but i feel like i bonded with every single person who went on some level. its too early to say how lasting the effect will be, but if nothing else, i think we shared a pretty significant life experience. i guess thats enough. thank you to everyone.
i finally got my senior pictures done today. i felt that i had made it painfully clear that i didnt want any corny ones, but they must not have understood because i still found myself gazing out a window surrounded by pillows and cheap fabric. i suppose it was unavoidable.
last night was proof of how enjoyable awkwardness can be. youd think that in a huge group of second-semester seniors, someone would be able to produce an id saying that they were eighteen. since that was not the case, we played with rice pudding for an hour and then loitered in royal oak waiting for the “o-town boyz” to show up and save the day. on the bright side, the brand-new hookah we were finally able to order from beirut was ridiculously strong and ultimately well worth the wait. on a related side note, i love catherine harris and everything she stands for.
if you had two weeks to fuck around in europe and could travel absolutely anywhere you wanted, where would you go?
the last six months have been unbelievable. thank you.
more recently, and more importantly, north carolina was incredible. theres no better way to bond with thirty kids than building a house and then returning to the brothel (motel) to play spin the cell phone. maybe im being idealistic, but i feel like i bonded with every single person who went on some level. its too early to say how lasting the effect will be, but if nothing else, i think we shared a pretty significant life experience. i guess thats enough. thank you to everyone.
i finally got my senior pictures done today. i felt that i had made it painfully clear that i didnt want any corny ones, but they must not have understood because i still found myself gazing out a window surrounded by pillows and cheap fabric. i suppose it was unavoidable.
last night was proof of how enjoyable awkwardness can be. youd think that in a huge group of second-semester seniors, someone would be able to produce an id saying that they were eighteen. since that was not the case, we played with rice pudding for an hour and then loitered in royal oak waiting for the “o-town boyz” to show up and save the day. on the bright side, the brand-new hookah we were finally able to order from beirut was ridiculously strong and ultimately well worth the wait. on a related side note, i love catherine harris and everything she stands for.
if you had two weeks to fuck around in europe and could travel absolutely anywhere you wanted, where would you go?
the last six months have been unbelievable. thank you.