Monthly Archives: June 2012

In Your Atmosphere

Simply put, I am a mess. A complete. and utter, out of control, emotional wreck. One of my teachers told me before I graduated that this summer was going to be a fun one but also a confusing one. Boy, was she right. I feel out of place. I’m not a high school student, and not yet a college student. Well, if you want to get technical, I actually am officially enrolled at Auburn, but you know what I mean.

Tonight, my dad started talking to me about getting boxes together and I just lost it. I had to shut the door on his face and just bawl in my room. I can not handle the fact that in a MONTH, I will no longer be living in Birmingham, AL. I will no longer be surrounded by the same people I’ve been surrounded by for the last 18 years. I will leave way too many of my best friends. I will be leaving my coworkers. I will be leaving everything I know and I am NOT ready for it. Yeah, I am SO excited for college, but I’m not excited to have to adapt to the change, because that is something that I am horrible at. You might have noticed that if you’ve read any other posts on my blog.

After this past weekend, I’ve been especially depressed about leaving my Newks friends.We had a “graduation” party for the employees at my friend Karley’s house and it was really fun. It made me realize that some of the friends I’ve made at Newks are some of the best friends ever and that they mean so much more to me than I ever thought coworkers could mean to someone. Today, my manager was joking around about finding my “replacement” (which will never happen BTW because no one can replace me…:)) and I cried. It was a joke, but seriously thinking about leaving really depresses me.

There is also stuff going on in my life right now that really confuses me. Stuff I don’t reaaally want to get into on a blog that no one reads, but I am just so confused why it’s happening 1 month before I leave for college. Seriously. I’ve been so patient for 18 years, and I am put in this situation when I have one month left…? I don’t get my life sometimes.


Seriously, this post is ridiculous and really personal but whatevs. I needed to vent somewhere and I’m too busy to get out a pen and actually write in my journal…



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Perfect Blue Buildings

So, since I’ve visited Jamaica, my want to travel has grown exponentially. I can’t stop stalking travel blogs or writing reviews on Trip Advisor like I’m some kind of travel agent or something. My next stop: Europe. Even if it’s not until next summer, or the summer after, I’m okay with that. I know I’ll be there in the near future and it can’t come soon enough. I might have to wait until I go back to Jamaica, though. I really, really want to go back next summer. It was that awesome. The people were that amazing. Me talking about Jamaica is probably that annoying.

Disclaimer: I am NOT wishing the time away until I can go to Europe. I don’t want time to move any faster than it is, I am just super excited.

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I’ll Never Forget You by Birdy

the words “I’ll never forget you” can be applied to A LOT of people in my life right now. There are quite a few people that are in my life right now or that have recently been in my life that I’ll probably never forget. 

These lyrics perfectly explain a certain person that I’ll never forget:

“I’ll never forget you. You make things so easy. I’ll never forget you. You made me so angry.”


I’m kind of a bittersweet mixture of emotions lately. With graduating high school, leaving my new favorite place ever, Jamaica, and all the wonderful people I met there, moving out soon, and leaving my friends and family, I’m not 100% myself. 

Most random post ever. I know. 


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I seriously miss it to much. The feeling won’t go away. This is probably the worst thing in the world. I miss the people the most. Knowing I won’t see them ever again (most likely) devastates me.


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Letting go (dutty love)

Is this horrible sick feeling toward Jamaica ever going to leave? I’ve been depressed since I’ve been home. It just really sucks that we will probably never lay eyes on our Jamaican friends again. Even if we go back next year, what are the chances they all still work there? It’s funny because they probably don’t feel anything. They are so used to people coming and going and their world keeps spinning. And then there’s me sitting here depressed over not being in Jamaica and hanging out with them all. I just really I hope I get to see some of them again but I’m not sure that will happen.

Sad stuff right here. Hopefully I’ll snap out of this funk soon.

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pictures mon

Our beautiful resort

Our waiter from the first night, Richard. He gave us an awesome inspirational talk. Totally opened my eyes.

The disco before it got started.

SWEATY at the disco.

Coca Cola light. not Diet Coke.

Here begin the disco pictures

The girls we met!


Gotta love VIP.

Oraine! I wish he smiled cause he has the most adorable smile.

MOMO. This dude is crazy!

Ross Geller look alike.

Read my last post to hear more about my trip to Jamaica, MON!

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jamaica mon. no problem

I honestly have no idea where to even begin. I just got home from Iberostar Rose Hall Suites Montego Bay in Jamaica and it was the best 6 days of my life. Literally. I can not explain how amazing it was. I am just beginning this blog post and I don’t know how I am going to put into words a post about my short, but amazing, time in Jamaica.

First off, everyone really does say “ya, mon.” I LOVED that because I thought it was just a  sterotype.

Before the trip and even when we got there, I was kind of skeptical. I knew it was going to be fun, but I was one of the only girls paying my own way to go so I would be the most devastated if I didn’t get my money’s worth. Boy was I wrong.

The weather was absolutely perfect. It was a little cloudy on the first day but we didn’t even have our bathing suits on then so it was all good. Every other day was so perfect. We could not have asked for better weather. I got really burned though, but it’s all good because I’m somewhat tan now!

Let’s just say we eat all day everyday. The buffet was actually really good. Oh my gosh… the breakfast. I could eat that breakfast food all day, every day. It was so good. And the jerk chicken…. oh my gosh. It was out of this world. I am so disappointed that I don’t have the buffet calling my name right now.

The people there were amazing. I felt so welcomed right when we stepped on the bus to our resort. Our bus driver was so nice and taught us some Patois words! The one that really sticks is IRE, which means something like “it’s all good” or “no problem.” I was a different person in Jamaica. I flirted with all the guy employees like it was going out of style. It was just really the first time I’ve been around guys who really think I’m pretty and want to get to know me, so I just took it and ran. Just thinking about it makes me laugh cause at home, I’m not like that and all my friends saw a side of me they never knew existed. Heck, I never knew it existed. It was fun getting to flirt and some of the Jamaicans were realllyy cute. Like really. And none of them were too creepy. I sound REALLY stuck up there but I went into it thinking that the men might be somewhat creepy and none of them were. I loved them all!

I met so many people because SO many work there but one I really loved was named Oraine. He was our server every day at the buffet and I just fell in love with him. I’m still waiting on his facebook request…

We went scuba diving one day and it was one of the most exhilarating things ever. After getting over feeling like I was going to die, it was so much fun. There’s not much to say about it except that you should do it because it’s kind of amazing.

Now I could probably write for days about my next blurb. The entertainment staff, the “star friends” were absolutely awesome. They all had nicknames; the guys being VIP, MOMO, Happy Feet and Krazy Kenny. The girls being OMG, Stingray, and KeKe. They are all so friendly and go out of their way to get to know you. We got to know VIP the most, but got close with the others too. Krazy Kenny was too hot, really. Anyways, their job was to entertain, and that’s exactly what they do. I don’t know how they do what they do. They get there at 9am and don’t leave until 12:30 am. They are at the pool all day teaching water aerobics, reggae dancing, playing games and just having a great time. Then they put on the show in the theatre at night, which are actually really good. They can all dance like pro’s. I was surprised they found such a talented group! And after the theatre show, they would go to the disco to party it up with us. Which leads me to my next topic… the disco.

The disco was unexplainable. The DJ was awesome, the light show was awesome, the people were awesome, the drinks were awesome. We met some girls at the disco who were on their senior trip and just happened to be from Alabama! We also met some girls from Canada and Texas so we had a partayyyyy. There was actually always a big, fun crowd at the disco. One night, the star friends started throwing long balloons everywhere for us to wave around. The strobe light was going crazy and so were we. Then, Krazy Kenny and someone else got helium tanks and let all the air out on us. The cold air felt so good! It was crazy. We had these balloons going everywhere with the strobe light going crazy, so we all just went crazy. It was awesome. I don’t know if anything will ever beat those 4 nights at the disco. We met so many cool people, did things we will never repeat and just partied like the world was about to end. Oh yeah, and we stayed up all night on our last night and watched the sun rise and went straight to breakfast. It was crazy.

So, all in all, my trip was worth every single penny. I had so much fun. The resort was awesome, the food was awesome, scuba diving was awesome, the weather was awesome, Jamaica in general was awesome but I think the people is what really made the trip. The sucky part is that we will probably never lay eyes on our Jamaican friends again, and that makes me feel like someone is drilling a hole in my heart.

So now, I’m at home listening to reggae, looking at pictures and somewhat stalking my new Jamaican friends on facebook. I’m kind of depressed. I want to go back right now.

Next post is going to be pictures. Thanks for reading.



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