Talk to Me

"Are you new here?"
"Sort of, I've been working here for one semester."
"I'm in here a lot, and I try to introduce myself to the folks that work here."
"Well, in that case, I'm April."

Every now and then, I produce another blog post about my feeling hopelessly awkward in everyday instances of meeting new people. I want to try harder, though... I'll still be awkward for a while, but I'm sure I'll get better with practice. I introduced myself to a friend of a friend last week on two separate occasions. I still remember their names. I'm proud of myself.

Oddly enough, I feel less talkative lately than I usually am. Phone conversations and car rides are becoming more silent more frequently. What's more surprising is my feeling OK with this. I like to think of it as a sign of maturity. Not everything is "omg this is so totally amazing, lemme tell you about it"; contrary to what I used to think, I don't know it all; more than likely, not everyone cares about my every opinion about everything.

I want to take this time in my life to receive, listen, feel, experience, and inhale. I was young before, but I'm a different kind of young now. I'm ready to learn.

So, talk to me.


Just another list

-Stuffy nose
-Runny nose
-Sore body
-Phlegm-y cough
-Dry cough
-Watery eyes
-Itchy throat
-Sinus pains

Ugh, gross. What a waste of a week. Also, odd to think that the beginning of the week was marked by a skipped beach trip because of [list], yet the end of the week will be marked by relaxing at the beach because there is nothing else to do because of [list].

Gotta shake this off before heading back to The Bay. Then, I alone shall do the damage. You have met your match, Semester Two of Senior Year!



Currently binging on books. Pulled a 6-hour session yesterday. Terrrrrible. Muscle Atrophy.
I'll be sure to include a short book report of each read before school starts up again.


The Universe Continues to Consipire (against me).

I was the only one in the family that cared about seeing Mr. Obama while here on the islands. The ONE time that I decide to stay home instead of going out shopping with them, GUESS who they run into.

Go on. Guess.

And to think, I was the only one in this family that voted for him.

Hang Loose, Brah.

Picture this:

You're sitting on the front porch. The air is still. There's only a slight cool breeze that whispers past every now and then, as though to refresh your skin from the heat of the setting sun to your right. The humidity in the air only reminds you of how alive, lush, and green everything is here.

You're reading a good book. Fourth one in two weeks... something like that, you've lost track. You brought out a small table to set your laptop and your afternoon cup of coffee. The laptop is there to keep your S.O. on video chat. The house is silent, everyone is out.

Life doesn't get any slower paced than this.

Growing Pains/Love Pangs

I'm getting bigger, the world is getting smaller,
friend and family networks expand beyond the roof of my home and the borders of my school, friends are learning new languages, family members build new families of their own.
In the meantime, my Facebook page will always be covered with "I miss you!"'s from all over the world.

Thank you for being in my life, everyone. I miss you, too. Even if you aren't physically present today, you are ever present in my heart, thoughts, and prayers.