1.28.15 Day 18 Some of the things I look forward to are finding orange slices without seeds, getting a piece of chicken that has meat on it, sliced apples that aren’t brown, the peanut butter we have stored in the fridge, when they put soap in my room, not getting bit by mosquitos on steroids, …
1.27.15 Day 17 They didn’t bring Lily back as our music girl so I’m trying to process my emotions right now. She was a real coming of age story. Quiet at first, unsure of where she belonged in this world. Then Greg and I came along and let her know it was ok to be …
1.26.15 Day 16 City life is over. Back to the mountain in the morning. Another 5 day camp and then it’s off to Thailand to take boat rides to small islands and work on my tan. Something that has really been stressing me out lately is the elevator. If I had to estimate, I would …
1.25.15 Day 15 I reckon this marks the half way period. Texting new people gives me a lot of anxiety because it’s hard to articulate my wide range of accents. Dem der nice boots. If you don’t know a person well how are you supposed to hit send without fear that they will completely miss …
1.24.15 Day 14 Back in the city tonight, Kuala Lumpur. I used to love this city, thought it felt like SE Asia’s New York because of the grit, construction, and diversity. Now I just feel like it is dirty, corrupt, and inefficient. The first night I was here, about a year ago, it poured rain …
1.23.15 Day 13 Before I know it, this whole thing is over. Sitting at a white plastic table with Justin, Bucky, and Mijon. We’ve just finished day 4 of camp. Tomorrow we send another crop of teens back into the wild. I did a lot of interviews today, about 13 kids in total. Greg accuses …
1.22.15 Day 12 I’m not sure why, but Malaysia is really blowing it as a country. They have all the resources in the world but they operate like a third world nation. The wifi here is killing me. They won’t even let me download something that is 77MB! That’s like a picture for god’s sake. …
1.21.15 Day 11 Day 11, this shit’s almost over already. When I was little, all I wanted to do was be older. I laid in bed and repeated, “I wish I was 20, I wish I was 20,” over and over until I fell asleep. I couldn’t understand how I would ever get there because …
1.20.15 Day 10 I’m trying to write a goddamn article for Infusionsoft on relationships and business and it’s making me feel like a mother at the grocery store with her five sons ages 3 – 9. Generally when things don’t go my way I get angry like bull. I’ll think about punching a TV screen …
1.19.15 Day 9 A lot of times I delete the LARGE BLOCK BOLDED HEADER because it scares me and makes me feel like we aren’t friends. But maybe if I start putting it in randomly it won’t be as intrusive. Is that sexual harassment? Let’s start over. Been writing 500 words per day for 8 …
