So long, farewell

By the end of the week I will be living in South Africa. Here to be exact: Pretoria, South Africa. Take a moment and let that sink in. Pretoria is one of the country's three capitals, it serves as the executive national capital. The climate is subtropical, so it won't be too big of a shock coming from Florida. The people speak Afrikaans and English, this is also a plus. Thank you CIA World Factbook. From what I hear the place is beautiful, I'm going at a great time of year, and there's a good chance that I won't be harmed. For those who don't know, I'm going to work as an intern for the United Nations Information Centre (and yes, I have to spell it that way). I'm pretty excited about it. It's amazing the little things I'm aware of as I'm getting ready to leave. People are so willing to serve and help in anyway they can. I'm more aware of my family and the support they are, and always have been in my life. I'm aware of the blessings of living in the United States and am so grateful for the freedoms and opportunities that exist here. So here's to adventure, here's to travel, here's to working hard in an profession that I adore, here's to proving to myself that I can do anything I set my mind to, cheers.

Pitiful

This post brings me back to a state of no pictures; and it will therefore be pitiful. I've accepted it, moving on. I'm more in the mood for another session of truth, but I also have some good moments from the week that deserve some credit.

For example, a little beach trip to New Smyrna which included a giant sand castle, jetties, multi-colored afro wigs, and finished off with a delicious hamburger dinner. [Insert amazing picture that better explains just exactly how fantastic this was here]

Or my lazy-man's addiction to House that is getting seriously out of control, and kind of turning me into a hypochondriac. I must be stopped.

I also may have spent an unhealthy amount of time of the phone talking to wonderful people from all over the country. Dear friends, thank you for being sarcastic, witty, open-minded, having great stories and advice, and accomodating with time differences. I love you, I miss you, I think you're swell. More phone dates to come later today, love it.

Facebook is awesome. Why? Because this post will no longer be pitifully picutureless.

So, truth...

Sleeping habits. When I'm exhausted drooling and snoring are certain. When I'm not-so-exhausted I will cuddle anyone or anything in reach.

I have mini-flintstone feet. I think they're cute, most heels do not.

I don't get offended easily. At all. I still haven't decided if that is a blessing or a curse.

I'm terrified about Africa. Scared to death.

My homely stage lasted longer than most, I think I turned out better because of it.

Before I die I want to stomp grapes and I'm pretty sure I'll have an I Love Lucy-esque result.

Lazy

Yeah, I'm lazy. What of it? I have a story for you, that makes everything better.

Once upon a time in a land far, far away a silly girl named Jari worked as a Professor of Imagination with some of the greatest professors in the World, Disney World that is. Now two years later it was definitely time for a reunion. My dear friends Courtney and Isreal flew in from Puerto Rico and the 3 of us drove, walked, and couch surfed our way around for a week. It was a dream! We were also reunited with wonderful friends Kim, Edwin, Michael and of course the all-knowing Jeff. All people that I love and have missed terribly.

Happies of the week:

1. Food: Earl of Sandwich, Boma, Biergarten, Azteca, Cotillion, Cheesecake factory, Ghiradelli, Random quick service in Japan, Mama's pancakes. Oh everything was heavenly. Oh the gluttonous life is the life for me.

2. Disney: DISNEY!!! I love this place. Seriously it's pretty much a second religion. Illuminations got me teary-eyed, typical. Truthfully though, I don't even need the attractions and the shows and the fireworks to love Disney. I just love the atmosphere. Being there with eqaully as fanatical friends was a wonderful adventure. The only problem is now I want to empty my pockets to the Vacation Club and offer my soul up to the Mouse in some form of slave labor. Not healthy.

3. Home: EPCOT, my favorite park. My favorite theme. Everything there can make me cry if I think too much about it. (I know I'm a sap, shut up) Everything from innovation to World togetherness. Love it. Specifically, Image is my Disney home. It has Figment and now Captain EO, though it used to be Honey I Shrunk the Audience. Truthfully it is one of the less amusing attractions on property BUT it's my home, so don't knock it. The theme of imagination worked well for me, and it will always be dear to my heart. As will the friends I made there. "We go on..."

4. Wicked: In the middle of all this adventuring I went to see Wicked with my mom and Adam. Have I mentioned how much I love this show? Because I do. Good girl finished last kind of story, I can dig it. I love the thrill of theater, so much more appealing than other forms of entertainment in my opinion. Plus now I have Defying Grafity stuck in my head. I'm ok with that.

5. Courtney and Israel: I adore them! They are my kind of people. I love that even though we all wanted to plan things and do certain things none of us got too bent out of shape when things didn't go as planned. I loved talking to them, laughing with them, taking pictures with them, finding random places to sleep with them. They're great. They need to move to Florida so we can hang out more often. Yes please.

I'm going to stop with my sunshining here, because I can keep going on and on, but it won't be fun for anyone to read; and like I said earlier I'm lazy. Typing is more than I'm in the mood for right now. I can't seem to get myself out of vacation mode, so I'm just giving into it. Season DVD's of House and bag of chocolates, here I come. I'll go back to the gym and work....tomorrow.