Until Now Chapter 2

Taylor dropped me at my dorm after our 5 minute tour and 30 minute chinese food break. Its not as big as they make it out to be, nor as beautiful. A funny bit about Taylor, she is the kindest, softest individual but so hard to hit to the core, or maybe her core is just different than mine. As I approached the door to my new flat, I felt cautious. It was uglier than I'd imagined. Cold dark bricks, no sign of a garden or shrubbery, just dirt where the brick ends. I paused a moment to take it all in and reached for the door. I soon found out it was locked. With no one in sight around my barren new home, I waited. About 30 minutes later a girl to opened up the big glass door, I quietly scurried in behind her, trying stupidly to prove that I belonged to this ugly building, even though my heart scarcely believed it. As I approached the 2nd floor I was greeted by a small kenyan girl. She was younger than I and now took the title R.A. Apparently I can't get a key until tomorrow, nor food. I went to room 222, the room I'd so carefully chosen so I wouldn't forget it. Ashley, roomate #1 greeted me warmly, yet coldly at the same time. I got a hello and a smile as she continue to tend to her mac. I sort of imagined a "wow, so tell me new roomie, how was your trip, lets be best friends" type of speach but was now left alone. No cell, no luggage, no blankets, nothing. I was a whole lot less of a person since I left this morning. To explain my current empty situation further, I forgot to mention that the airport has lost my luggage containing every piece of clothing that belongs to me. I opted not to take my cell, believing that I wouldn't need it in college/ my mom didn't let me take mine. And the bedding and decorations I'd shipped from Ikea apparently hadn't arrived either. So here I am, alone with my thoughts, which took me to my departure from Sky Harbour Airport . I didn't sleep last night because I was packing and saying goodbye to friends. I suddenly realized that I hadn't felt nervous... until now. I thought about my jellybean goodbye in the Starbucks parking lot with Jarred. His weak attempt to kiss me one last time was much more endearing than my lack of one from Caleb. I thought about my final vie for his attention and the "sorry you're too late" note he posted on the outside of my window. Its funny how Caleb has always had a way of leaving me hopeful, even in a rejection letter. You expect a hand written note posted to your 2nd floor room to be romantic. Not this one. I guess I deserve it though. I should let whats over be over. Caleb and I dated for year and it ended in January. Well, not really. I can't quite remember who did the breaking but when Jarred took me to his best friends wedding as a date, Caleb took it as dead and done. When he found out I was leaving for Virginia I think he wanted to rekindle our flames but a close friend of ours told him I felt otherwise. I guess he believed her or was finished with me because over the summer he's gained some type of bitter taste towards me, leaving me with remaining feelings. Jarred on the other hand was not one to give up merely on one persons word, not even on many people's words. Virtually all his friends, my friends and even myself told him I was wasting his time. He either doesn't care or doesn't hear because his goodbye was much sweeter than the, "you're too late" note posted on my window. His goodbye involved jellybeans( my favourite candy) and the other type of hand written note. My thoughts were interrupted by two large southern girls. They were making their rounds meeting new girls on the hall. They jumped on my empty bed and gave me the distraction i needed, southern hospitality. And until now... I hadn't smiled in central virginia.

Until Now Chapter 1

Airports hold a heavy feeling, not always a bad heavy feeling but feeling in itself. Whether you're flying in from Buffalo, Monaco, Toronto or Phoenix, the airport is without a doubt a place of meaningful endeavors, wild stories and romance. A place where love is lost, returned, gained and released. A place of renewal, sorrow, romanticism and longing. Sure I'm a bit over dramatic and currently dwelling on my own mixed emotions, but this airport feels different somehow. I've just arrived at Lynchburg Regional Airport in central Virginia. Its about 4 o clock and the flight from Phoenix has pretty well taken me all day. As we were landing i noticed how barren this area is. Could there possibly be a "big university" in the land of what looks like giant broccoli heads? I am immediately overcome with regret for not further researching my new home for the year. I feel a stab of betrayal for Phoenix as I already referred to this place as home.... before I've even disembarked into it. Leslie said this place was magical but I've been here for 5 minutes and just don't see it. It definitely doesn't look like the pictures. As I bring my new Roxy carry on and Mom's pretty Neiman Marcus bag down the staircase of the aircraft, I get a waft of stifling, sticky, yet fresh air. Taylor Trute, "a friend since birth" as we used to say, is waiting for me here. Although she is supposed to be familiar, we haven't really spoken in what seems like years. You grow alot from 16-18, mentally speaking. Her familiar smile and bouquet of flowers brought immediate comfort that unfortunately didn't shadow the disdain I've already stapled on this city. We grab my things and head to campus. Taylor is filling me in on all the things I need to know about Liberty University. The only research I've done is a bit of word of mouth and whatever Taylor's told me, plus I took a look at the website, and it looked good enough to get Mom off my back. So here I am, a sophomore at LU. Taylor tried to take me to the 'Rot' (dining hall) but I apparently was supposed to check in at an orientation days earlier. I played stupid but pre planned to miss it in order to soak up every last breath in Phoenix that I could. Two friends Jenna and Leslie went to it and I called to get the dirty details. So I'm as good as caught up to speed. Jenna and Leslie are the same age but I'm a grade ahead because I grew up in Canada. This fact I will further explain later. The two grew up together but since I moved to Phoenix 2 years ago Leslie and I have become nearly best friends. We didn't all move out here together on purpose. My Mom had asked me to move out a while ago, after the long battles we'd had at home I needed to be on my own, away from her and from Caleb, who we'll get to later too. Anyways, she suggested a christian university far far away. Virginia is clear across the country AND she said she'd pay. Good enough for me. Plus my ex boyfriend Drew attended so I sent an application to transfer. I didn't think I'd actually go through with it until Leslie said she was going. I hadn't heard her mention it until then and it wasn't until then that i announced my departure north as well. She was disappointed not to be having her own pioneering experience but i assured her that pioneering, in my experience, was overrated. She needed to try it with an expert first (me). True enough I've pioneered a bit. I moved schools in grade 6 and then back to the old one again, which is like going to a whole new place where everyone knows your secrets. I went to a high school where none of my friends but Taylor attended. I spent grade 10 touring the United States with my family in an obscene RV. THEN...we moved back to Canada for grade 11. We then moved to Phoenix in February of that same year. Alright I'm not an expert, just well versed. I guess I always thought I was an expert on changing.. until now.

My life as Constitution Ave.Crasher

Since living in Virginia, I've been privileged to spend most of my week ends in the fabulous District of Columbia. Washington is one of the most romantic, high energy places AND its CLEAN yet political. There are very few times that you can put both those words in the same sentence. Over the past couple of years friends from all over have come to visit for the week end. Lynchburg, Virginia doesn't exactly bring the most exciting times, so I normally bring my guests for a little Canadian tour of the heart of America. In February my friends Robby, Alex, Bobby and Tyler came to visit me from Arizona. My vespa doesn't carry a party of six so we borrowed our friend Leslie's car. The day was going smoothly, we'd already seen a bunch of monuments and walked a crazy distance. We parked her car on constitution avenue as we grabbed lunch and saw Abe and some of the War memorials. It was approaching rush hour and we saw a flush of traffic. All of a sudden I had an awful feeling that the place we'd parked was in a tow zone. I started running towards the White House parking and saw that Leslie's Mazda 3 was now hooked up to a tow truck and heading back into the rush hour traffic on Constitution Avenue. My first instinct was to start yelling... so I did. I ran right through the street dodging traffic until I reached the truck. The driver rolled down his window as I begged him to let my car go. He looked at me with a pathetic look that said "if you didn't look so stupid, I'd have ignored you ten minutes ago when I saw you running down the ave." He let the car go and left me with the most relieved feeling EVER! As I recollected myself I looked around and realized I'd started a terrible traffic jam with my shenanigans. After many dirty looks and a loss of some serious nerve I was ready to bring Leslie back her car safely.

My life as a girlfriend

It was my first day at Disney and my first full day in Florida. I woke at Auntie Elly's to a piece of toast and espresso, the perfect duo. We packed up my things and left for Orlando. The entire 45 minute drive I was thinking to myself, "what the hell am I doing moving to Disney, I'm gonna be living with a bunch of quacks". Oh well, decision made. I was a bit nervous, but would never mention it at the time, as I entered the Disney housing complex. I got my keys to the apartment as they sent me to a bus stop where I would be heading to orientation. I had dozens of forms to fill out before I got there when I suddenly realized I had no pen. The air was thick and sticky, the bus stop filled with odd looking people... except one. A fair haired gentleman in an orange linen shirt. He looked normal AND he had a pen in hand. I intentionally sat beside him, I can't remember if I asked for the pen or if it was offered but regardless I started my paperwork. Moments later realizing I hadn't introduced myself. As I did I realized how nice this orange shirted guy was. I can't remember if I said it or not but he was the first normal person I'd spoke with since my arrival only an hour earlier. I decided that we would be friends. All day he FOLLOWED me around orientation. Alright, he just waited for me as it took me at least 5 minutes more to pass each station. We rode the bus back, he asked for my number and that was the end. A couple days later he texted me and I waited to text back. It was a week later that he invited me over to his place for a "small get together". He picked me up, we played kings(one of my favorite drinking games) and ended up kissing on the porch. He whispered sweet Italian nothings into my ear and I went home. We texted back and forth every once in a while and started hanging out a little more. Figuring him for a player I thought we were just make out buddies. We went sky diving together and he asked me out on a real date, the rest is history. We're still together and I'm heading to Connecticut to meet his folks! Wish me luck.

Yacht and Beach- Tales of the future parts

Audrey- reporter

Hannah M- Katie Couric/popular childrens author/ narrarator

Colleen-Westin hotel owner (newyork)

Chris D- Boss of Colleen (listen wheres the story. chub chub chub)

Amanda- investor/wall street

Pak ho - Triad leader (heyroy)

Jing- Triad leader(we've been following your bra)/jing gets shot/i am framed

Hans- pop sensation in Tokyo

Dieg0-Colins butler/chef/personal physiciain

Colin- director/island owner/ wealthy nobleman (knighted)/ Marie

Michael Mays- ranch owner/u boat/little sean/marrys Jill

Jodi-Gian Paulo/ famous/

Abby-house wife/Phillie/has little Philicity

Philicity- stuardess/marries Pilot Roger

Marybeth- in cabinet/lots of connections

Sean- dad dies and becomes CIA agent

Chris- Navy Admiral

Brittni B- google secretary

Ben- little english boutique

Brittany E- marries Chris Brown/ BBC/ legal battles

Collin- mainstay

Robert&Jonathon- Fashion icons

Dario&Suzy- famous actor/she is his agent

Louis - W hotel/ in kahoots with Colleen/ provides accomidations

Hannah- Hurricane Hannas

Marcos- Adverising tycoon/ movies

Nate, Robert,Steve, Zach- the same

Ryan- promoted to Manager(Jen Jacobs)

Cameron and Katelyn- runs yacht and boardwalk / married

Shane- Manages Typhoon

Brenan- Rocket science for government/lives in keys with chuck

Chuck- bait man

Cory- Florida governor/ reopens relations in Cuba

Tim R- pirate/Cory right hand/ Carribean yachstman

Minh - safari

Lizzy-physician

Phil- rebuild native american nation in Kenya

Rauf- Taliban

Chassidy-mom n pop restaurant/ church goer

Tegan-president of small college/ pta

Nick & Rebecca- married/rv/hemi truck

Kike- run mexico city, underground and above ground, hand in everything, night club owners

Franscisco- right hand man

Amber& Nadies- con artists in Vegas

Keri- showgirl/ brothels / illegitimate son Dominique with Vasquez Dominico

Bert- gets disease from girl Keri works with

Sam- loaner goat cheese farmer in the mountains

My life as Tom Petty's free fallin'

She's a good girl, loves her mama, loves Jesus and America too, she's a good girl, crazy about Elvis, loves horses and her boyfriend too.... And I'm freeee free fallin'. I would like to personally thank Tom Petty for making this song and furthermore John Mayer for remaking it. I feel like this song might be written about me. Today even more so. What did I do today you might ask. Well, I jumped out of a plane. yes. I went sky diving. I'll tell you what, it was the best damn feeling in the world. I would recommend anyone doing it! It was beyond fantastic. I must go again. I would begin to explain it, but it won't compare. So I'll attach a video, and tell you, my mouth was dry.

Some questions I will answer:
Who: I went with my friends Blake, Brian and Andrew
What: I know right...
When: this morning, they asked me yesterday to go, and i did
Where: Cape Canaveral Florida, right on the beach, amazing view
Why: Carpe Diem.
How: This i'm not sure of.
First words 150000 feet in the air: umm. holy shit
First words landed: Amazing

It may be adrenalin.. still... 15 hours later BUT, I feel like I can do anything.

My life as the Yacht and Beach Soap Star

"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players; they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts"- William Shakespeare

I believe that most everyone has a flair for the dramatics. We know how to manipulate for that last piece of cheesecake. We know how to play it cool when he walks by. We even know the timing for inappropriate and professional behavior. Most of the time. People make fun of soap operas but if you take a small peek at what is going on around you, your probably living in one. I've become increasingly aware of this fact since my first day at the Yacht and Beach club.
This week on days of the yacht and beach club; Lifeguard Shane was rounding second base with a guest under bridge two... during his break. Lifeguard Jodi was guarding said water. As the Coordinator passed by she realized that Shane's job was now on the line. She immediately ran to him, giving him only seconds to get away before the coordinator saw. Three days prior, 5 members of the Yacht and Beach lifeguard team, including lifeguard Jodi and her Latin friend,2 members of the recreation team and 1 yacht and beach bellhop were riding a Disney Cast member bus to work. It was a rainy yet warm day in central Florida, as these cast members were riding along. Suddenly the bus hydroplaned, sending its occupants into a tizzy. After turning multiple times the bus driver gained control and rode his occupants into a nearby median, dodging a small SUV and the occupants imminent death. This incident made all the Disney Cast members late. So late that they didn't notice the large hickey imprinted on the neck of lifeguard Chase. On the day of lifeguard Shane's indiscretion, lifeguard Jodi confided in lifeguard Chase. She explained the dangerous, yet wildly hilarious moment. She then realized the mark on Lifeguard Chase's neck. His explanation; Minnie Mouse.
Tune in next week to see what happens when the pushy English lad and young American lifeguards have a dance. And how will Lifeguard Jodi deal with her Latin friends risky behavior. Is lifeguard Lane a lesbian? Check it out, next week.

(all names besides Jodi's.. and Minnie's are changed for cast member confidentiality)