Earlier this week I wrote a post that got deleted by my funk-a-piece-a-shit computer. But that's ok, soon enough it will be back to me and my IBM with ethernet. Aaaaa I can hardly wait.

The post was supposed to be about the great Saturday that I had - after sailing class saturday (which was much fun, since I was with Nigel, Alex, and Jim; Nigel and Jim are very interesting to talk to and the conversation flowed like the water did over the bow. Also, we were racing the boats in class, learning the rules of racing, and trying to give this other boat practice racing since the other boat's people are off to the National Racing something for handicapped sailors. And man are they good), I dragged my dad along with me to a moonlight sail that night. It was INCREDIBLE! Sailing at night is so much different from sailing during the day, you really have to rely more on the feel of the tiller and the wind, and listen to the sounds of the sail for clues you're luffing, since you can't see the tell-tales really at all. Plus, it gave me and pa a chance to Bond. hehe. We've done that quite a bit lately, actually, since Sunday we went to this new park that's in west Broward, that they built over the old Mount Trashmore. It took millions of dollars for the county to clean up this superfund site, but I think it was worth it (it's always worth it to reclaim environment and clean it for the better). It's mostly geared towards being a horse and bike riding park, with trails snaking their way up the "mountain"; dad and I brought Sandi the dog along and we walked around the top of the hill (Which has a great view, btw). Anyway, back to the sailing - no one else really wanted to skipper, so I got to man the tiller for most of the night. Their was lots of wind out, too (prolly 12-15 knots), so we were flying. The reason I went on the moonlight sail, though, is because I'm going to miss tomorrow's class because Hanson, Danny, and I are going to Key West for the weekend to do this watersports party boat thing - you go out on a cat (amaran) all day, they provide lunch, and you get to go jet skiing, water skiing, sail hobie cats, snorkling, parasailing, and lots more, all for one fee. I'm excited, plus I love key west and we'll prolly rent bikes and tool around town (it's not exactly huge).

And that brings me to the present time. Friday. 10:15 am or so. Me sitting in the FIU (Go Golden Panthers!) library. Waiting. You see, Danny and Hanson were supposed to meet me down here after I got out of lab (which I did at 9:50 am or so) and we'd progress southward, stopping briefly at my G-ma's to drop Danny's car off. But nooooooo! All of a sudden D has to go pick up a tux and pack and blah blah blah because he didn't plan ahead of time and now I'm stuck sitting here waiting for them to show up so we can get this trip on the road (so to speak). It makes me so mad! If you tell someone you're going to be somewhere at a certain time, you do whatever you can to be there. You don't tell them at the time you're suppsed to be there when the person calls you to find out where you are that you're "running a little late". Rarrr!! But whatever, right? It's vacation. It's supposed to be relaxing gosh darnnit! So I will let it roll off my shoulders and make sure that some other time when Danny needs me to be somewhere, I won't. So there. ha. :)

Looking back, summer seems to have flloooown by, yet when I think about a certain moment in time, it seems like it's really really far away in the past. Strange dichotomy. And now there's 2 weeks left of school, then finals, then ATL. I'm gonna miss this place. I'm going to miss those gently swaying blades of grass sitting complacently in the median that I stare at twice a day waiting for the light on 8th Street to change so I can go to the Turnpike. I'm going to miss the abundant parking and ability to park anywhere on campus with just one type of pass. I'm going to miss the gym in which I almost never have to wait (weight...haha) for a machine. I'm going to miss being in a class where the teacher speaks slowly, understandably, and in english, with my coolio friends next to me cracking jokes about transformers. I'm going to miss mom's cooking, and hanging out with my parents. They're actually not bad people, and slightly amusing to pass the time with. I'm going to miss my good, clean neighborhood where I can run around at night and not worry about who's behind me, or about coughing up a lung full of car exhaust. then bus exhaust. then more cars. And I'm going to miss the palm trees, my doggie (who is old and getting sicker), my breakfast view out the sliding glass doors to the pool and the the backyard and the canal. But I'm anxious to get back to ATL, myfriends there, and the excitement and activity that goes along with being in school full time. There's somuch I want to do that i've realized this summer. i've emailed a few engineers that have jobs i'd love to have, and it's been so neat t oread their responses with advice to me, so interesting. it blows my mind to think about how many people populate this world, and how many of them are interesting, have stories to tell, and could enrapture me for hours. but their responses have also made me realize that i need to go back to what first made me go to tech - my love of science. i want to research. i've been intimidated here, afraid to take that first step of finding something to do for fear of rejection, i think, for fear of not being able to do ME. and if i didn't try, i wouldn't find out, right? and that was safer. but not anymore. i've found cool marine ME stuff to do and now i want to do it. it's scary to see your dreams shaping and changing and growing before your eyes, but reassuring too. reassuring of your own humanity and possession of a thinking and wanting mind.

whew, that's enough for now. off to gmas to waste away the morning while i wait for this vacation to get started. wish me luck! :)

I like the look of the new blogger page, pretty sweet. I like that you can view the blog without having to open a new window.

I just finished talking to Drew, an old friend from high school (as in, he's not old, but our friendship is), and found out that he's been having some lady troubles. He dated Magan for four years (July 8) until she broke up with him June 13 (yes, Friday the 13) because she needed to find out what it is to be Magan for a while, without the Drew half of her. THis is the second time she's broken up with him, and while I understand her point of view, at the same time it's not really fair to Drew, and kind of selfish. As he puts it, he gives 110% to their relationship, while she's only in it 85% -- that's not how it should work, so in that regard I admire her ability to step out of the comfort zone to break it off, but at the same time she owes it to him to say at what point she'll be sure that she definitely does or doesn't ever want to get back to gether- it's not fair to drew to just leave him hanging, wondering if the love of his life is ever going to return to him. Oye. Talking to drew was greatthough, even in the topic was the brightest, mainly becvause he has a very calming, theraputic voice that is relaxing to listen to; plus drew is a fun guy. haha fungi...hahah

i had an amazing weekend this past weekend - possibly the best one yet of the summer (excluding the jason mraz/maroon5 concert, of course). It was ecclectic, humor-filled, everything...I started the evening out by scooping Alex (after going to see Charlies Angel's full throttle with mi madre, which was excellent btw); we had to figure out wehat to do for 5 hours with my brand new digital video camara (aaaghhhh!!!) so we started by going to Pembroke Lakes mall in the middle of suberbia (it is in the Everglades, afterall. I kept angrily bursting out to Alex about how he was part of the problem of Broawrd county's westward expansion that has resulted in the slow but continual decimation of the florida everglades, that sacred river of grass that precariously sits teetering on the edge of ruination. oye! but let me not run off on an environmentalist stinit...) and filming a "documaentary about the process of writing a love story" since alex had just seen alex and emma and decided to enter this short story contest related to the movie, the story had to be about love and all that jazz. that was going noweher except awful, so we invited his friend from UM (wuhoo ACC!! woot woot!), Josh, to come out and eat and chill with us. So we went to the california pizza kitchen and had a blast - we filmed the waitress, danced in the aisles, joked with fellow customers...oh it was the bombdiggity indeed. they started free versing in the middle of dinner, singing along with the canned background music...then we wondered around the mall wreaking havoc: alex break-danced in the middle of the mall until security came, we rode the plastic animals that you put 50cents into to make them bounce up and down, we jumped on furniture store displays, we talked to random peolpe about magic....ahhh, good good times. and then (oh it gets better) we went to the ice skating rink!! no way, right, on a saturday night in the middle of south florida, ice skating?! but yes, and i was in a skirt and sandals so people looked at me kindo f funny. i hadnt been ice skating snice centennial park. it was good. then after we parted, i went to danny's and hanson and jocelyn also came over (danny's parents are out of tow nfor the week) and we filmed some goofy stuff there, just gneral chilling and antics, and the ni went home. since then, its been the usual school and chilling. AND harry potter...how could i forget to mention the harry piotter???

i read books 4 and 5 in the span of 3 days. that's approximately 1500 pages of reading in 72 hours. my head hurt soooo bad by the end of sunday when i finally went to bed. they were so good, i recommend them to everyone and anyone. its sad to think that the time between the 4th and 5th ones coming out was 3 years, so that means if she continues along the same speed of production, ill be 25 years old by the time we find out the final resolution to the book series. wowow.

alght its late and im tired, so off to visions of sugar plum fairies for me. and yessss for no school on friday! yesss for good ol american hotdogs and hambergers. it makes me miss europe, lots, though since one of my most distinct memories of last sumemr was the aweomse party at the penthouse where TR was staying. oh, brussels...i will return to you soon.... :)

goodnight world!