Spelling BEeeeeeee

Last weekend we had the first dyslexic spelling bee. The contestants had some form of a learning disability, in this life or a past life. We started the evening off with 3 letter words and moved on from there. I was blessed with making the final three, but was soon out spelled by my fellow competitors. I would have to say that I would have been out in the second round because I suck at spelling but my lovely roomies and friends helped me sound out the words that make no since to me. I hope that some day we will be able to make this an annual event, having a larger audience and more contestants, the we could do a dyslexic Jeopardy round as well.

A Tear For Togo.

After loosing my mind, I figured out my visa for going to South Africa. I learned that I would not be turning in the application until I returned from Togo. I was running around like a chicken with its head cut off. And if a chicken gets its head cut off it will die, well this little girl just died. Now that I am so sick that I am told not to move from the couch. I have found that I still am in the mode to move. I need to learn how to stop and relax.
Since I am sick I will not be attending the S.O.A. protest next week in Georgia. I am trying to better my self so I could possible go, but the rents advice against it. I also have so much to do in the next month. I have to pack up my stuff and move, I have to finish my finals early, and I have to finish my portfolio for my internship. I think that this year I will be missing something that means so much to me. As the Rolling Stones would say, “You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes you just might fine you get what you need.”

chooo chooo 

Shady Danny 

Irish Sea. 2004 

Irish Sea. Spring Break 2004 

Kyoto, Japan. May 2004 

It is time to freak out, last night I finished 3 assignments for 3 different classes, thinking that I am ahead I went home and started to watch a lovely movie called Freda (I think that is how you spell it). When I woke up this morning I remembered that I had a meeting with Bobbie who is helping me prepare for South Africa, a pone arrival we worked on my visa application, and as I was talking to her about my up coming plans, I told her that a month from Monday (Nov. 8th) I will be on my way to see my beautiful brother in Togo, she looked at me with frightful eyes and said, you have one month to get your visa. Bam freak out. What if I don’t get my passport back in time to make it to Christmas with my family in Africa? What if I have to sit at home with out my imitate family, what if I am not able to go and my rents loss a large sum of money due to my stupidity. WHAT IF. I now have to calm down and realize that I will be able to get this done. I will be able to go; I don’t care what I have to do to make it happen, so everyone pray for my visa to return to me. And make it speedy.

Help

I cant get to my blog. So I am posting this so I can get there. Happy kick Bush's ass day.

Kevin and Audrey at the custom party.  

810 Loras Halloween party. From left, Audrey Hepburn, Dead Prom, and Fran Dresser.