and suddenly, alanna READS THE NEWS
Young Mexican Police Chief Seeks US Asylum after being fired from her job. Given what's happened to a number of other people in the area, including Ericka Gandara (who has been missing since Christmas), I'm incredibly relieved to hear that she is indeed in the US and seeking asylum.
The world is a crazy, beautiful, sad place.
Everything is relative, and the courage that it takes to get up every day and face the world, no matter what the world looks like where you are, is admirable. But I can't help but know in my heart that I could never do what these women and men have done.
My car's engine is good, it's been washed and vacuumed, and it's being taken in for body repair next week. I've made absolutely no dent in the work that's been piling up, but I've met new people, eaten at new places, cleaned at least half my apartment, and attended my first alumni event. I'm frustrated by my lack of motivation to do work, but I'm actually pretty pleased to see things being crossed off my other, neglected lists of daily tasks and life goals.
Also will be in Atlanta tomorrow-Saturday.
Jordan/Bonnie/Patrick/Jen/some combination thereof are considering going up to DC for the cherry blossom festival at the end of the month. It's insane that I'm thinking about this when plane fares and my engine work took up basically all of my disposable income for this month, but... I don't know, life experiences, you know?
And apparently finally am confirmed to go to Boston, although I may ask to have my position changed. I really liked where I was last year, and, while I love Rachel, kind of like doing just... whatever may be needed of me. It gives me a better idea of how things work. Will have to email/Facebook people in the Boston area for a get together.
I've made the first decision in writing my history paper.
The world is a crazy, beautiful, sad place.
Everything is relative, and the courage that it takes to get up every day and face the world, no matter what the world looks like where you are, is admirable. But I can't help but know in my heart that I could never do what these women and men have done.
My car's engine is good, it's been washed and vacuumed, and it's being taken in for body repair next week. I've made absolutely no dent in the work that's been piling up, but I've met new people, eaten at new places, cleaned at least half my apartment, and attended my first alumni event. I'm frustrated by my lack of motivation to do work, but I'm actually pretty pleased to see things being crossed off my other, neglected lists of daily tasks and life goals.
Also will be in Atlanta tomorrow-Saturday.
Jordan/Bonnie/Patrick/Jen/some combination thereof are considering going up to DC for the cherry blossom festival at the end of the month. It's insane that I'm thinking about this when plane fares and my engine work took up basically all of my disposable income for this month, but... I don't know, life experiences, you know?
And apparently finally am confirmed to go to Boston, although I may ask to have my position changed. I really liked where I was last year, and, while I love Rachel, kind of like doing just... whatever may be needed of me. It gives me a better idea of how things work. Will have to email/Facebook people in the Boston area for a get together.
I've made the first decision in writing my history paper.