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The Infamous Ghetto Indoor Pool

So I'm trying to be a good little blogger and update this puppy every day. I've got two hours left before it's tomorrow and I don't have the picture I need to do the update I want, so we're going into the vault.

A couple years ago I put the biggest above ground pool I could find in my living room. The pictures were posted to a bunch of those link collecting sites and almost 7000 people saw the pictures the first day. Every year or so they are rediscovered and they get a ton of hits. However, I've never publicly told the story of the pool and why I did it. Avast!

One day my friend Crystal sends me an IM. Here's a dramatic rendition of the event :

A Weekend to Look Forward To

On in the works of creating me

As I struggle through my daily routine this week of school, homework, eating, and being excessively exhausted most of the time, I am looking forward to what this weekend will bring. The festivities will commence on Friday, when I take on my first real job (internship) interview. As you would guess, I'm very nervous yet these nerves are accompanied with even more feelings of excitement. I've been following this company since they started up a little bit over a year ago, and to me just having the opportunity to discuss something I respect so much with the people who put their entire lives towards is such an undeserved blessing.

Friday night will then consist of coffee and tea with my lovely friend Paige. Considering the extravagant amount of time we dedicate to conversation over coffee, no one would believe us if we said this conversation was essential for both of us. In a time of college acceptances and rejections, SAT scores coming out, families just slightly more tense than usual, the school year coming to a close (aka AP and IB tests hanging over our heads), etc. it will be very nice to sit in the peaceful aura our conversations are able to manifest.

The other day I was walking with a girl from my school and she was asking me all of these questions about my friends. She said, "Well if it is just the three of you, what do you do on the weekends?" I explained to her that we sometimes go to dinner or try to engage in cultural events, but mostly we of course get coffee and just talk. Sometimes for hours at a time. I think my record time spent at Starbucks with Ali was eight hours. She then said something along the lines of, "You can spend that much time with your friends without getting sick of them? How do you not run out of things to talk about?" And that was a true awakening to a whole new level of gratitude. I know the exact feeling of apprehension to end a conversation that she is talking about, and I am sure most of you do too. When a conversation has taken such a boring turn that you crave some form of escape. Or even when you have friends that your mentality differs from so much that its hard to connect. I have had many friends like this in the past, but I can honestly say that that has never been a problem with Ali and Paige. I cannot remember a time where conversation has reached its end. If anything, it is a struggle to force myself to be the first when to end the whirlwind of dialogue when I have to be somewhere else.

At any rate, back on track... After coffee we will then be going to a mediation class at our local yoga studio. I have not done guided mediation for some time and I cannot wait to reap the benefits of it.

Saturday I will be going to a TOMS warehouse sale. Being an avid TOMS supporter I am very excited. Each time something like this has come up I have always been preoccupied or precommited to something else, but this time it has worked otu perfectly and I cannot wait.

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