i love sunny days.

i went to an organ procurement last night...even though i wasn't working, i just was interested.

the story is quite sad.
a girl, 24, had a seizure which caused a brain bleed, and she died...on her birth day.
it really hits home when it's some one so young, who lived their life every day with the same thoughts that i have...it's so sad to think of all the things she didn't do, never experienced, and her family. her family.

lord.

but seeing the beauty of the human body, human spirit, and human life is something beyond words. something beyond anything i could have ever imagined.

overall i feel so grateful to just be here...to be on the other side of that table, not in need of any organs. and it makes everything you've ever worried about, been angry about, or been embarassed about so small.

all our problems are so small.

i'm telling you two things.

1. don't ever be afraid to go after what you want.
2. it's ok if you lose sight of what's important to you...as long as once you get it back you let nothing stop you from taking it.

two more things.

i'm going back to school this year.
NEVER have surgery.

oh over cast skies and sun burnt skin.
i really miss my dog. a lot.

but love the fact that the rain stayed away.
Port Charlotte holds better people for me, i'm sure. maybe it's because i grew up there...

next time we'll have better luck finding a canoe, now we know.
and my family is there.

and the day was still amazing, no dolphins and all.
only every now and then i feel as though i'm without.

i feel like this year keeps getting better and better.

there is one thing i wish i could be over though...

i really want to go camping.
soon.

because i enjoy the fire, marshmallows, the wet dew on the grass in the morning, the way the stars look, and overall spending time with old friends, and familiar drinks. i like the way the water looks, and the frogs sound, the way the wind blows through the trees, even peeing outside all night isn't that bad.

i can't wait.

how 'bout we eat veggies burgers, feel the grass on our feet, and the wind in our hair everyday.

how 'bout we remember how to roller blade like we weren't scared of falling. try to live life like that.

i don't like being a grown up, and would like nothing more than to know how to make it stop.

also, i only ever get hit on by for real straight up Irish men. what is with that. why come to America and hit on an Irish girl what is the point....there is no logic in this world. and that is one of the things i love about it.