Throwback Thursday: A Photo Journey!

Hey Ginny,

I recently went back into my old Livejournal account from high school (yikes). It's weird revisiting that time in my life where I was all over the place. I was called weird quite often. I was hyper and did "random" things to people. Hahah. True story. But I embraced it. I still do but in different ways now.

Things I was reminded from looking at old journal entries:
Be silly and don't care what others think.
Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's hands. Because they'll drop it like it's hot.
Be more outgoing and just more out there.
Have wild moments to thrive in every once in a while.
Be even more weird. Yes, it's possible.

And I even found some pictures too. Sure, I'll post 'em for you.

How about a photo journey? xD

I was a hyper ball of silliness.

But another part of me dealt with teenage angst. I went through so many emotions and trials as a young person. I wrote dark poems and songs in a notebook I carried everyday. Fitting in didn't really occur, but...

I knew I stood out. I guess it started in middle school when I was bullied (I mean, who wasn't though). I finally stood up to those insecure brats. I realized I needed to embrace and love myself for who I was. I embraced the "weirdness" that grew to become me. This picture is a lot of me.... with braces. Haha!

And in high school I had a lot of fun being me. I wasn't afraid to show it. Sure, I was called weird a lot. Heck, even goth one year. LOL. But that simply wasn't true. I didn't stick with one label because that was not who I was.

And I met people who weren't pretending to be anyone other than themselves.

We were silly together! And had lots of fun and didn't care what anyone else said or thought.

I found people that I really connected with and went past the small world of high school. They're still my dear friends. <3

I'm still the same person who loves art, nature and animals, to have fun, to goof around, to dance like a fool, and to do other "weird" things that made me who I am.

What I took away from my experiences is...

Never apologize for being you! 

Dear Kayla | Lima's Eco-School and Plans for Home

Dear Kayla,

I want tell you a bit more about my trip over here, but I also want to record these things so I don't forget! Since I've had more free time this month I started volunteering at a primary school here in Lima. What's awesome about this place is that it is an eco-school--basically the whole school is a garden. There are plants everywhere! Plus there are a few chickens, rabbits, and even fish. The kids learn about gardening, recycling, animals, art, and more. I've got to say I would have loved going to this kind of school when I was a kid. Believe it or not, this is a public school! Enjoy the photos:)

Baby Bunny!

Fun with gardening and recycling

The staff and teachers believe it's important for the children to start learning about respecting the environment at an early age. It's such wonderful message, and very much needed. In my experience, the pollution in Lima is one of the saddest things about the city. This school is the first of it's kind in Peru, and hopefully more like it will begin popping up everywhere. It's really inspired me to do some gardening for myself. Of course when I say gardening I mean keeping one plant alive, hah. I've found a lot of ideas on pinterest about gardening with recycled materials, and having a plant in the house always seems to give me a bit of joy when I start missing the small town life. Gracias ninos, me han ensenado mucho :)

On the topic of going back home, I am partly excited and partly anxious. There are so many things about the future that I'm looking forward to, jobs, friends, art, Taco Bell (jk, maybe lol). I'll have an internship ready to begin (woohoo!), but it'll be strange getting back into the routine of home. I didn't really expect what it'd be like coming to Peru, and I was taken a back. Now that I'll be going home pretty soon, I preparing for the unexpected. As you know, Kayla, my boyfriend and I broke up. So that's one reason going back home is going to be weird and difficult. When you go on a trip you escape the everyday surroundings you've grow sick of for adventure and something radically new. When you come back, you realize you have to face the everyday again. Everyday is not always an adventure, but we can make it one and get through the days that are just plain shit. Mostly I'm ready to get to the Jungle. That, and move on.

Write back:)

<3 Ginny

Currently Reading: A  Woman of No Importance by Oscar Wilde
Lyrics: I used to think it was great/ when I got to look forward to seeing your face - "I Think It Would Be Great" by Best Friends Forever