....Back....

yay...i'm back...Damn I'm tired....  So yeah I miss my new friends already. 12 days is way too short.  Especially if your friends and you actually started talking on the 6th day of the trip.  HALF THE TRIP WAS WASTED! Eh...I may never see them in person, save some Cali and Washington roamers, but I got SNs and email addys so that's good.  Lessee there was lil Derek, Rick, Justin, Desmond, Tiff, lil Joyce, Derek, Clarence, older Joyce, Virginia, Jenn, Jean, and Tina.  lol All of them were really cool.  I was being anti-social for half the trip so that could be the problem.

We all started talking to eachother after the long ass 6 hour bus ride from Paris to Florence.  lol we terrorized that Sheraton 2nd floor!  Had room to room parties almost every night.  Yeah pretty cool.  Miss you all.  I missed my bed more i think. =P  hmmm...lol I got good pix of most of them asleep on the plane back.  Speaking of which.....the flight attendants got so pissed at us standing up on the plane that they turned on the seat belt sign for the last 6 hours of the trip.  WTH!? and the old ugly one was looking at me while she was making the announcement.  eh oh well.  Missing the RitZ KidZ. ttyl

It's BAck!!!!

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From Paris have fun guys.  Will the following ppl PLEASE CHECK YOUR EMAIL: Leslie, Jarek, Ching, Cam, and uh...Sher.  wait Cam doesn't have a xanga so someone tell him. 

Dark Reality

"Forced in one direction,
Like driving down a two lane freeway,
in the pitch blackness of early morn.
Darkness surrounds except the 20 feet of visibility in front,
while moving down a path.
Darkness that is only broken by a bolt of lightning, illuminating for a brief second the world outside our own.
Showing what could be done and the stops we'll miss,
the extent to our ignorance,
while travelling the destined path.
No end in sight and no apparent reason,
Eventually all will find daybreak,
some later than others."

-Chia

Do I Ever Do the Right Thing?

We've all asked that question before, huh?  I've asked that so many times I can't even count the number.  Giving advice to friends, commenting on something that I'm not too familiar with, making decisions in my own life.  I'm never sure if I made the rite choices.  This is especially so with my friends.  I try to give advice that is easy to follow and hopefully leads the right outcome.  But then again.....who's to say that one outcome is better than the other?  I know I'm not supposed to.  And technically I can be sued if I keep consoling people and then get them into deep shit.  Although.....that hasn't happened yet.  I'm always afraid that I led my friend into a pit fall after they trusted me with their problems.

Why do people feel the urge to confide their problems in others anyway?  Security? Sense of self-worth (something like that...)?  Haha I think I know why psychiatrists are most prone to suicide.  For most of you that're reading this, I've probably given you advice at some time or another.  Remains a mystery if they were good or bad advice to me.  I like to help you guys, don't get me wrong.  It's just the tugging feeling afterwards that maybe I didn't give the right advice or maybe I didn't think the problem through enough and rushed my answer.  And if something DOES go wrong I can't help but feel guilty because that was my mistake....not theirs.  I don't know....I'm starting to question my own reasoning.