Birthday

It's 9:00 am. I stayed up late last night watching hilarious videos on youtube like a big kid. Just over an hour ago at 7:41 am, I officially turned 22 years old. I should be sleeping in or eating loads of cookies and cake or shopping or something. But, what am I going to do first thing on my birthday? I am going on a lengthy bike ride with my dad...and I am STOKED! As many of you may or may not know, I enjoy giving in to my endorphin addiction on occasion.

Then dinner with my family and I hear that Rachael is planning a game night party for me? Everyone is invited (though I know no details).

Black Swan

Sorry that the video is cut off a bit and, um...I'm scared:

via The Debonaire

On a lighter note, I have a job interview set up and, cross your fingers, another one on the way. One is for an after-school art teaching job and the other is to be a Special needs instructor through an applied behavior analysis organization for children with autism. Oh, and there is that grad school thing that is happening soon too.

Peace!

The Scientist

The lyrics to this song were just too appropriate for us not to sing it at the Camp Royall 2010 staff talent show. Nobody said it was easy...it's such a shame for us to par-ar-art.

I will upload the other songs that we did soon. Thanks, Jean!

Now for another day of cleaning up camp. :) :(

Goodbyes

I am in arts and crafts right now...attempting to prolong a Thursday night that has already technically turned into a Friday (the last day of camp and beautiful campers at Camp Royall). Before I graduated Elon a few months ago, I did something similar by staying up all night in the ceramics studio painting an intricate, silver eyeball on my cap, just for kicks and giggles. I literally stayed in the art building until four thirty in the morning that night and since it's already two o'clock here now, I will continue to take on random arts and crafts projects because I am too happy and too stuck in the motion of camp frenzy and excitement to go to sleep and accept the fact that it will all be over way too soon. Yep, it's called denial, kiddos.

Nichole, mainly, sorry for the lack of updates. My twelve hour work days don't leave me much time for what many consider frivolous blogging. However, my neglect of this blog does keep me awake at night sometimes and if I had internet access in the cabins, maybe it would get updated more often. I promise to share more about life happenings as soon as I, what, start school full-time again? Haha...YES! Actually, even though I will be really busy soon (as will you, Nitch) I will have lots of exciting things to share here. But, before I promise to update my blog more, I promise to see you in D.C., baby!