"We left off at the unbelievably gorgeous island of Vatulele. After reading last week's story I am sure you can understand why it's one of Fiji's (and the world's) most amazing resorts. Obviously, we did not want to leave this fantasy island -- who in his right mind would? (The only person I can think of is the one paying the bill).
It was tough enough to leave, but doing so as the sun came out for the first time our entire trip it made it practically impossible. So instead of packing we jumped into the Coral Sea, and tested the beautiful blue water we had been staring at all week. Of course, the water was magnificent."
"That's the equivalent of 2.5 mills in property taxes, about 10 percent of the amount the city will collect this year.
But under state law, the city cannot simply spend its transient guest tax revenue on general city operations; the money can be used only to promote tourism and conventions. So the city uses 40 percent of the money to help operate the Bicentennial Center and contracts with the Salina Area Chamber of Commerce to spend the balance.
The money is derived from a tax of the very best sort - one someone else pays.
"It really is a pure form of new dollars coming into the community," said Gerald Cook, chamber president."
"Camps are designed in a variety of styles and formats and provide activities that vary to meet many interests. Most camps offer a general program of outdoor activities of hiking, swimming, sports and games, arts and crafts, and nature awareness. Some camps have special emphasis on programs such as horseback riding, water sports, music, or adventure challenge activities."
"Student safety and security in study abroad is a priority of the University of California. We want to reassure students and their families that we are especially concerned about their health and safety, following the tragic events in Spain that took place on March 11, 2004. Immediately after the bombings in Madrid, all students on the UC Education Abroad Program and affiliated programs were contacted by our in-country staff, and we made sure that people back home knew that they were safe. No UC students were injured in Madrid.
This Summer, the UC Davis Summer Sessions Abroad has 26 programs in 16 countries."
It is one of New Zealand's most visited places, a land of boiling lakes and thermal geysers which shoot up to the sky... a region for whitewater rafting, cycling, and zorbing, as well as a showcase of the Maori culture....
At what point is it considered that you've "done something" with your life? At what point are you Accomplished? The Greeks didn't believe a man's life could be measured while it was transpiring. The weighing of a life happened afterwards, when all things could be considered, from start to finish.
When will I have considered myself to have "done something"? Because, really, I don't. I waste many hours on things that don't produce anything. My hours playing on the computer produce no works of beauty, provide no insight or knowledge. Except for the occasional 'real' conversations I have with people online (like the one last night), computer-time is wasted-time. So is sleeping, for the most part. I mean, I know a certain amount is required for pesky little things like sanity, but I have wasted days - weekends - of my life asleep. Even with all the stuff I've done (gone to college and found areas of study I was interested in, graduation pending, gone whitewater rafting, gone to Europe twice, etc), 90% of my life is wasted time. My day-to-day affairs are just so much crap, waiting for time - my life - to tick away.
In the end, I feel like I've done nothing.
"With the time I waste on the life I never had I could've turned myself into a better man" - Toad the Wet Sprocket
last night, i dreamt a bunch of people from around here (none of whom i like or respect at all) went to new hampshire with me, annie and alex. and they drowned or something. i dunno. but annie, alex and i went whitewater rafting or whatever and annie caught a big bass. lmao. i woke up at 6 laughing my ass off.
i downloaded <3minerva<3 yesterday and let shane hear it over the phone, even though thats not even close to really experiencing it. it doesnt do that wonderful song justice at all. i had to delete it though, because i felt like i didnt deserve to have it. and i didnt want anyone else to be able to listen to it, either. its one of my favorite songs, ever, along with everlong and a praise chorus. just mood songs, you know?
saturday, shane proposed. i just looked at him like "you gotta be fuckin me" lol. i said we're too young though, and he said he would ask again when he has a ring :)
havent talked to annie in awhile, but that seems common now. :(
when i picture how ill look in the future, i look like a diehard hippie. long blonde hair, flowers behind my ears and in my hair, dancing only to the music in my head, loving only the things that deserve to be loved. that would be awesome if i turned out that way. especially without meds. i dunno wtf people's problems with hippies are. they say they're dirty, but they're not. its just another negative stereotype against the most positive people in the world. and the label "hippie" is one that i can live with...unlike "punk" "goth" "prep"...eh. fuck that, hippie love forever! <3
50 degrees right now, beautiful BEAUTIFUL blue sky with whispy (cirrus?) clouds, and tomorrow? 2 inches of snow. flying fuck.
im pretty positive right now. im looking at life in such a great way. my favorite way, i think. when i want everyone to be happy. yes, im such a hippie. and im fucking proud of it. :)
This is what happens when you get crazy messages from Mio with repeating letters and symbols that once in a great while turn into words. Due to my mysteriously depleting typing skills, some have went as far as theorizing that it was just me being incoherent, as usual.
Not yet. As you may notice, my computer is off. That isn't because I found a life, but it IS because Mio sat on the keyboard and made my computer go insane with stupid noises and changes in resolution settings.
Look at how proud this jerk is. Damn attention whore. How I love him.
This is Eric and I at Big Boy. I was desperately trying to take a picture of "Scott?" (sorry, Eric, I am the worst person with names, I bet I made that up, didn't I) who looked a lot like Kieran Culkin. There was one with a blurry back of his head a kilometer from us, but I decided against posting it. Instead, here's more of Eric:
Moo didn't want to have pictures taken of him because he had no makeup on. I would not cooperate.
Eric decided to contaminate my water, like an ass.
Then he tried it.
We abused the entry sheets for some childrens contests, but had to "fix" all of the profanity or else we'd get kicked out. Or so "Scott" said.
I watched Carrie at school, where the VCR devoured the library tape at the very last scene, and now I'm not sure what happens. Last time I knew the story, I was about 8. I read the book in secret at my grandma's house. No one ever knew, but I sure as hell had a lot of nightmares for the next few years. Despite me not knowing what exactly happens to Carrie in the end, I highly recommend the movie. I was actually shocked at how awesome it was.
I was almost late to my orgo 2 class, where the professor refused to let us know the easy way to make some sort of a street drug. He said he'd give us the formulas and mechanisms for coke, but he also mentioned that he's only giving that to us because he doesn't think any one of us would be able to make it. Anyone wanna buy some fine Ivanna-has-barely-a-C-in-orgo-2-quality cocaine?
Later Eric and I rented Edward Scissorhands and we wasted about three and a half hours on watching that + TV + each other. It was fucking great.
Apparently, everyone but me knew that I'm going whitewater rafting in April. John called me 7 times to plan, too. As much as it was news to me, I MIGHT GO AFTER ALL!
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