Wednesday, April 22, 2015. Four and a half years ago, one of my college roommates snapped what would become an iconic photo of me. How much this picture defined my image online.

A reflection of our adventures and blessings. Tuesday, May 6, 2014. that seems crazy to me? Last Friday was my last day of work.

But, most of the people I know call me by my first name. 8221; I said as I unsuspectingly picked up my phone. 8221; a sweet girl said on the other line. Wait a second, surely my sister told her that Mitch and I mere years ago were in college too.

Monday, February 27, 2012. I think that I was born small because my brain burns more calories than the average human. I can be completely exhausted at the end of the day just because of how far my brain has run in that time. Are you like this? 8220;The Spirit of the Lord is on me,. Because he has anointed me. To proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners.

Dreaming abundantly while trying to live faithfully. You can now find me at jengadijean. I finished the painting I started yesterday. In NYC and now I just want to go back! Mostly for the beautiful people there.

Saturday, October 29, 2011. Winter Relief - Bora Bora. After a brief layover in LAX, we boarded an 8 hour flight headed south! This is where we spent the day in Tahiti. We stayed by the water for the majority of the time. trying to ease into the sun as we were SO pale from the winter in Pittsburgh. We took a small puddle jumper over to Bora Bora later that day. The airport was so neat because the only way to get picked up is by boat. I love this guy! There were awesome colorful fish and coral nurseries.

Letting him go and finding. They had gotten in a fight the night before and in the heat of the moment Bethany called things off. In fact, he even expressed agreement when she tried to hit him with the. Something was off, and she was on her way to sniff him out. Was he eyeballing another girl? Boyfr.

Diversions in sports, romance, philosophy, and diversions. Yes, some of the diversions will be about diversions. Some of you, no doubt, read S. It was part of the curriculum in my county, so I found myself reading it aloud in class many times, my pubescent voice cracking at every change of inflection. I wonder what my classmates thought when I was called on to read; I was a good reader, but man, those voice cracks.