development [wip]

Fingers tracing ever so
slowly
down the spine
echo deeply the emotions
we've come to find:
a beautiful story that
I can't wait to unwind [with you]
slowly
because it looks [you look] so beautiful.

9.11

I attended the 9:11:01 presentation on campus on last night and it moved me. It was insane for me to hear the pieced together story of what each freshman [who was in 8th grade at the time] went through that day. It sent me back to that day in my head, reminding me of the confusion and sadness. I remember holding friends that had parents and relatives that worked in the building, worked as fire fighters nearby, and even those that were deployed as first responders. I remember assuring my friends that just because they couldn't reach their family members that they would be fine. And I remember comforting a girl who we would later found out lost her father in the disaster of 9.11.

I can't believe it has been five years.

Short Life Update

So...this semester is busy as all hell. CDA is a LOT of work, more than I had anticipated, but it's something I'm learning to manage. Right now I'm in the middle of keeping up on over 40 work orders while interviewing and hiring my night host staff for the semester. It's definately putting my organizational and time management skills to the test. Classes seem great for the most part, which works well because this semester's workload is entirely classes from my major. Disaster psychology, the class that encapsulates all of what I want to do after college [work through the rest cross in disaster mental health, providing care to those that have gone through traumatic events], seems amazing. I am even going to walk out of the class with a red cross certification in disaster psychology....more on this later, CDA hours to attend to.

spark?

I asked for a spark and received a supernova;
a phoenix reborn from ashes.

...

All I want is a spark.

Update later.

"Just for the record,
The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:
A. Indifference or
B. Disinterest in what the critics say"

been a while...

So my computer is finally back, alive, and usable...that was a close one. Happy to say my 2,300 pictures and 3,000 songs are safe and sound due to a hard drive search and rescue mission.


It's been an interesting past week or two...lots of thoughts about the present and the future. It seems that I'm on course to finish my undergrad work at the end of next summer and then preparing myself for a headfirst dive into graduate studies, which means I am potentially in my last year of undergraduate college. If all goes well, current connections will provide me with an almost guaranteed graduate assistant job, so my tuition will be payed for, and I still have my CDA job to provide housing if need be. Ironically I am studying the psychology of adolescence and adulthood during the summer while having a quarter-life crisis of sorts. I can't believe where I am in life, that I am so close to finishing many goals I created what seems to be so long ago. I had tossed over the idea of moving to California once done with my school. ..finding a job, a place to live, packing my bags, and heading across the continent. I know the idea won't be greeted well by my parents and friends, but I feel that I need to do something like that to grow in a way I won't otherwise. I am fine if I crash and burn and end up moving back, just as long as I tried. Going to London for two weeks this coming winter should be that experience on a smaller scale, but not enough.

Lenape is the biggest barometer of where I am. Being back here after being here two years ago as a freshman puts things in perspective. I am not who I was two years ago. I am back with so many experiences, laughs, tears, added responsibilities, new thoughts on life, and so much more. What will the next two years hold? the next five? Crazy.

On a lighter note, despite my 3 classes/2 jobs, I have lots of time to hang out and have a good time. Cell/IM me if you're going to be in the NP area.