An Attempt To Recall a Few of These Recent Days....

I know I was gonna go and record some video about some tropical baby tortoises comin' up out of their egg shells. They were gonna run to the sand and find their new-found baby turtle marine life after being born and hatched. I was running to the beach to see this because I thought I was gonna be late. About half-way there, the flip-flop on my sandals caught the concrete and ripped my toe nail off my skin. That was a RUSH. I started bleeding everywhere I walked. Even in the sand on the beach and the water in the bay. I was growlin' for about 15/20 minutes.

I also had some work fall into my lap. I'm gonna be running chainsaws and clearing a lot of tropic forestry and playin' with machines. That's cool. My scuba course went awesome. I've already got it all down so I swam deep into the water and stayed under water for about an hour or two. I swam pretty far away from the shore with these tanks on my back. It was a blast. I also found people who are putting me through to the 'audio world' is what they called it. My boy D* is probably the funniest person I've met here so far. He's like, "Awright Crum, whats yo protocol?" I just laughed my ass off at him. It was true laughter man. It made me feel good. There are still some things that are pending within me. But aside from all of that, in my history class with Mr. Sekou, he is letting my internet book pass as the final assignment. Apparently, they all love to listen to what I say in that class. On Monday the 1st, we had the most engaged, enlightened, and intellectual class session ever. We spoke of the 4 voyages and how these islands became named for what they are. We also spoke of the mayan codes and prophecies that are just right around the corner. We talked about this nation and what it is and how it is launching the world into war and destruction. I think I am going to write my own passage about that class because for everything I retained, it deserves its own transcription.

I also have been rendering some culture shock a little bit too. I am kind of cut off from the world I once knew back at home. It's times like that when I wish I had someone to talk to. There are only so many people here who know me to an extent. I wish to God I could talk to my room mate that I've tried to get ahold of for weeks now. I keep getting hilarious flashbacks about some of the funniest fading memories with me and my friends. But I think last night was the first decent night of rest that I've had in weeks. A lot of people here keep asking about those videos I've uploaded into youtube. They said that an idea like that hasn't been done here before. They described it to be 'Hot,' (was their words). I told them its hilarious to make a video dairy about some hilarious experiences. : ) And they have also been finding out about my cyber diaries. When I got interviewed for the Virgin Island News Paper, they believed it to be remarkable for the reasons I gave them and how and why I brought myself here. It's crazy though because even though I put so much into the internet, I never know who sees what when, and how many people actually come across a lot of the things I do. Random people seem to know who I am and they engage in conversations with me for knowing some of the things that I do or confide through youtube or my electronic diaries (or journals, depending on how you view them). It is kind of crazy because each day seems to have an unexpected surprise. Some things still really make me wonder though....