The way I was.

Have you had one of those moments lately that just makes you stop in your tracks, sit down in the closest chair, and just think "Boy, I've changed." I'm having one of those moments right now. This morning, when I couldn't sleep, I decided to go on here. Reading all my past blogs, how I used to write in such a way that made me smile, whether I was writing about the weird things my mother did that day or stories and theories I came up with, the one thing that stayed the same was the passion in my writing. I remember I used to sit down at a computer, open a new post and just write to my hearts content. I wrote about whatever came to my head, and people liked that, I liked that. But now? What am I passionate about now? I know longer have the dream of going to United World Colleges, I no longer have a boyfriend to gush about, I've just got me and my problems. So when some people say to me, "your issues are a lot of fun", Im just like ".... SHANKS?" *smacks friends head against a table* I've never been one for having hobbies, I'm more of those kinda people that just spring up in bed one day and are like "IM GUNNA GO CLIMB A MOUNTAIN TODAY." Yep... That's me. I'm not sure, my life has been lacking the passion lately. I need something new in my life... Something that can consume me the way the dream of UWC did. I look at my friends and they all have something: Drawing, writing, cadets, boating, etc. What can be my passion?

QOTB: "They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel.”

~Carl W. Buechner

I'm all tangled up in your dreads.

Hey, so there's this curly haired brunette girl with blueish/grey eyes. And shes, like 5'6 and totally into making the world a better place. She loves making new friends. No, not with the popular girl in class, the but kid that sits up at the front, with his frizzy hair, 1960's thick glasses and  plaid pants tucked into his socks. Yup, she digs that.

She is going to Africa this summer, to help build a new library and to visit orphans in the slums. People ask her if she'll have Internet and TV in the slums.... This is the reason she has people issues at times.

She thinks if she'll fall in love anywhere it will be the somewhere on a nature trail. Maybe she will be proposed to on the West Coast Trail or something. She plans to marry a black Irishman, so far, she hasn't met him. For some reason, she's pretty down to earth, which makes it hard to talk about her opinions because no one seems to ever agree with her. She's strangely okay with that though, we can't all always agree, but we can agree to disagree.
She's gotta strange thing for dreads. Yep, the tangles and knots of hair is quite a turn on to her.
 
She used to have a plan. To go to a UWC and become this amazing humanitarian doctor or lawyer, but that didn't work. So now... She had no idea what she wants to do, but that's okay, because she'll figure it out soon enough.