Unrelated.

Unacquired. Empty. Not there. Space. Irrelevant. Blank. Absolutely and positively worthless.

(apologize in advance for the language.)GOSHDANGIT, I hate admitting you're right. Life has thrown me a few curves these past weeks. From coming inches away from losing someone who means the world to me, to watching a strong kid, who deserves more, get dealt a lousy hand. And it's sad, but I can't help but wonder why it's not me in those situations? Surely those two people whom I love more than life itself
have a greater purpose, and have led greater lives, right?

I've had this strange, unwanted biological clock ticking, telling me my time of sorrow has run it's course. I've been getting these weird thoughts telling me that i'm running out of time to make a difference in this world. If I were to die tomorrow, what would I be rememberd as? Typically speaking i'm sure it would be the nice, sarcastic, unapproachable one, who is very open if trusted, but very closed of when it comes to letting others
in.
It's so weird. I love to help people, it's my life. People find me lazy, because I don't play sports, or join clubs, or...crochet? I think that's because to be honest, none of those things really interest me. So you can call me lazy, but really my main focus in life is to make sure those around me are happy, and content. Is that such a bad thing?
But I need to get away. I need to leave, and I need to experience something outside of Utah. People always say "once you get to college, you're away from everything, you start new." Well, dear. Dear dear naiv soul. You're still in Utah.

So, I'm going to China. To do what I love, and help people. I'm going to teach English to children, and i'm going to forget about the past few years while i'm there. Only the bad stuff. Good memories stay. Bad go away. I will be submerged into a world of asians, my dream. I will have crazy food, culture shock, and pictures to spare. But the best part?

No phone:). Good luck trying to reach me. I'll be falling off the face of the earth.
Only limited internet access.


No excess baggage.
But sometimes the excess is good.

I'm sorry I ruined everything for you.


text I sent to Kramer earlier?
"Kramer can I tell you how much I love you for being who you are. Never change."

Something just hit me, and told me to send it.
I never got a reply, but I like to think it made
his day.