One thing I really like about Port Vila is that the longer I'm here, the more smaller it seems. Like the other day, when I went to put some boxes on the ship. Before, I had no idea who any of the guys were that worked there and couldn't tell them apart from any average guy walking down the street, but now I know most of their names (I think three ( Read more... )

So, here I am in Vanuatu wishing I had a place to record random thoughts/memories while I'm in town since it seems so gosh darn difficult for me to write letters or write in my journal while I'm here. And then I remembered I have a livejournal ( Read more... )

I was told once that it takes a lot of work for an adult to maintain personal friendships. I'm beginning to realize how true this is, now that I'm out of school and can't just run into half the people I know just by leaving my apartment. In less than a week, I'm off to camp and another summer of isolation from the real world. Which isn't all ( Read more... )

I've given up statistics for juggling. This can only make me a better person, I believe.

ok, so I sometimes think that quizzes are annoying, but not today... and I felt like avoiding my homework, and being a psychology major I picked this one:
Your Personality Profile
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So, I have all this homework that needs to get done. I've even gone as far as to make to-do lists for each day of small, manageable chunks. Am I doing it? No. Of course not. Mostly, I'm reading Count of Monte Cristo, sleeping, and annoying my parents. (Which, by the way has hit a whole new level - they just put in a laminate floor in their ( Read more... )

I'm going to go to bed as soon as I'm finished writing this. At 9:00 on a Saturday night. I'm like an old lady. Maybe, I'll go right from college to a nursing home. I bet there I'd be able to go to bed at 9:00 if I wanted to. I could also spend the day watching movies there like I did here. No sense in growing up and getting a real job - I'm ( Read more... )

It's official, I think I went crazy roughly three years and 27 days ago. I'm still recovering ( Read more... )

Something about Cran-Hill people puts a smile on my face. And when there's a group of us together, look out.

I can't be home long without something interesting happening. Yesterday I went shopping with my mom, and one of the stops we made was to PetCo to get something for our two cats. One who probably wouldn't play with anything we bought and one who plays with everything he can get his paws on. I almost had my mom in the checkout lane after talking ( Read more... )