<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742</id><updated>2011-09-28T12:40:21.865-07:00</updated><category term='Per'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Bim</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the journal of a Jamaican in Barbados who's learning about her passion, living on her own, and surviving daily adventures.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4808908704870651597</id><published>2008-12-25T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:53:24.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Post</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I posted about my last few days. They were quite hectic, but as usual God came though and it was something to remember. I was able to pack all my things despite the fact that it seemed otherwise. I was able to cover the cost of shipping my things thought I didn't expect to pay as much. I didn't miss my flight though I was paged and had to run to catch the plane. What's important is that I made it home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My experiences in Barbados have been many. I have learnt a great deal about myself, about the country, about the people. I made some good friends. I was able to pursue my dream. It was bittersweet to leave, because Barbados was a nice place to be. But leave I must and did. But this one thing is certain- it will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell Bim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Merry Christmas to all who may read this, and a great year to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4808908704870651597?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4808908704870651597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4808908704870651597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4808908704870651597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4808908704870651597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/12/final-post.html' title='Final Post'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7572925784471833137</id><published>2008-12-08T20:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:38:51.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Affair</title><content type='html'>I hoped to have gone to church with the family I normally go with. But I have not heard a peep from them. So I went to another church by myself. This is, after all, the last Sunday I will be in Bim. The service was ok. Had to leave early though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left while the Pastor was giving his message. I had a lunch date with two friends (one I prefer to think of as an aunty). It was a nice lyme. Came home after and started packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night, two friends and I went to St. Lawrence Gap (the "hip strip" of Barbados). There are a lot of restaurant, bars, etc. At first the plan was to go to Cafe Jungle, but I looked at the menu and was feeling for absolutely nothing on it. So we walked a good distance (the 2 girls in shoes that give us height) and we chatted along the way. We ended up stopping and dining at Cafe Sol, a Mexican restaurant. Food was good. I had a mexiBurger with fries and water...thought about ordering some fancy drink but the fullness of the stomach didn't allow. We chilled a bit, had some deep and some light convos and some light attempts at latin dancing (since next door was playing it). We then chilled by the seaside while we waited for our taxi to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/ST30uKlFhWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PQHBKcVUM48/s1600-h/PICT2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/ST30uKlFhWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PQHBKcVUM48/s400/PICT2340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277643412299154786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/ST31nsDwakI/AAAAAAAAARY/IZCEIYrPvoY/s1600-h/PICT2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/ST31nsDwakI/AAAAAAAAARY/IZCEIYrPvoY/s400/PICT2359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277644400538708546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Le-Anne/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Adventures%20in%20Bim/Cafe%20Sol-7.12.08/PICT2359.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Le-Anne/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Adventures%20in%20Bim/Cafe%20Sol-7.12.08/PICT2359.JPG" alt="" /&gt;A pretty good day. Seem to be having a few of those lately. Feels good :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks BS and RI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7572925784471833137?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7572925784471833137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7572925784471833137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7572925784471833137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7572925784471833137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunday-affair.html' title='Sunday Affair'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/ST30uKlFhWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PQHBKcVUM48/s72-c/PICT2340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-1571848215704125098</id><published>2008-12-06T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:36:28.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday All-day Lyming</title><content type='html'>This morning I went to Lucky Horseshoe to eat breakfast with a friend. Was nice and the wind was rather cool. After that we went into town. She got some of the things she wanted done, and so did I. We then passed by CERMES to drop off the four bags of bottles I managed to collect (which were stored in my room), only to realise we had company, one of who she wanted to ask to do something. So spent a long time there before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must mention that I was stood up for lunch for the 2nd time by a group of people. Will not go into the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STtSaEPKJCI/AAAAAAAAARI/r0wN5z2n0Lw/s1600-h/PICT2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STtSaEPKJCI/AAAAAAAAARI/r0wN5z2n0Lw/s400/PICT2313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276901996162065442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and got ready again to leave. This time another friend was taking me out. She took me to Mama Mia, where we had a really good meal. The evening was somewhat dampened when the man told me I shouldn't have mixed the sauces since its not done in Italy, and had he been the one serving us, the side of tomato sauce would not have been given. Won't get into details, but my friend was somewhat upset about it. We left, having decided we were not gonna buy the pizza we planned to to take away with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving there, we went to visit some of my friend's family. Was a nice and hilarious little detour. After that we went to Lord Wilaby's Tavern, where I had a BBC (Bailey's Irish Cream, banana and coconut cream mixture). It was really nice. And no alcohol to be drunk from! We chilled there a bit and chatted, then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STtSZ_wQ6mI/AAAAAAAAARA/_uadyAjs-nc/s1600-h/PICT2321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STtSZ_wQ6mI/AAAAAAAAARA/_uadyAjs-nc/s400/PICT2321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276901994958744162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STtSZq_U2nI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/z_tY5K5F_oo/s1600-h/PICT2328b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STtSZq_U2nI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/z_tY5K5F_oo/s400/PICT2328b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276901989384772210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out for pretty much the entire day, and I had a good time. Thanks to MW and SY for making the day good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-1571848215704125098?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/1571848215704125098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=1571848215704125098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1571848215704125098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1571848215704125098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/12/saturday-all-day-lyming.html' title='Saturday All-day Lyming'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STtSaEPKJCI/AAAAAAAAARI/r0wN5z2n0Lw/s72-c/PICT2313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-5717171060722025387</id><published>2008-12-05T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:45:54.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>Today I was to wake up at 7.30 am to be ready for 8.30am to head out to do my business on the road. Somehow I just couldn't get myself out of the bed. So all that was pushed back an hour. Went and did a bank draft for the money I did not use for my research. Handed it in along with the receipts and photocopies of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I headed to town with very little money since I left all my cards at home unintentionally. I did some window-"shopping", and then met with my friend who was taking me to lunch. On our way to the Red Bamboo, he saw two other of his friends, so he invited them as well. It was a nice lunch. The food was good and filling, and the company and conversation were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STn-EGRLBgI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/oR3t2Bth-HI/s1600-h/PICT2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STn-EGRLBgI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/oR3t2Bth-HI/s400/PICT2289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276527784796816898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STn-E-x8kYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/h2nVWuGaYbw/s1600-h/PICT2280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STn-E-x8kYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/h2nVWuGaYbw/s400/PICT2280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276527799966667138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to get some pictures printed. Ended up waiting for OVER AN HOUR and ended up leaving them to catch the bus to go home. I tried to keep telling myself that these things happens to build my patience...working on it. Got home dog tired! Still a good afternoon though. Thanks VP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening after some rest and a shower and clean hair (which was a spur of the moment decision since I was just gonna wait til next week n go to the hairdresser), I got dressed and went out with another friend.  We first met in J'ca, but reconnected in Bim. She took me to TGIFridays since the other place she wanted to take I will be going Sat'day with another friend. But it was a good decision. I had chicken quesadillas with sour cream and salsa, etc, (the latter stuff being a waste except the sour cream) and I enjoyed it (to my surprise). The virgin daiquiri had much to be desired...perhaps less sugar would have helped greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STn-FV3FG6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/fAATxZI_Xvc/s1600-h/PICT2303b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STn-FV3FG6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/fAATxZI_Xvc/s400/PICT2303b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276527806162213794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STn-FPqcmJI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dm3M6zhFCYg/s1600-h/PICT2299b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STn-FPqcmJI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dm3M6zhFCYg/s400/PICT2299b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276527804498614418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert was an oreo ice-cream. The damn thing was so hard I had to stab at it. I ended up ditching the oreo and eating the ice-cream in the centre. Figured that was wise...maybe a sign too. It was giving me heart-burn and a work-out that I didn't need. Plus I didn't want to pay for any broken spoons! Thanks JW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STn-FlygufI/AAAAAAAAAQw/NZWWc8emXHM/s1600-h/PICT2307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STn-FlygufI/AAAAAAAAAQw/NZWWc8emXHM/s400/PICT2307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276527810438019570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day. I guess good-byes don't have to be as sad as that one I had with my landlady yesterday. She had to be away and won't be here when I leave. But perhaps it's full-circle since she wasn't here when I came. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I still have not gotten the ok to go home, which means I don't have my ticket either. But I will still consciously try to go with the flow. Things will work out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-5717171060722025387?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/5717171060722025387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=5717171060722025387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5717171060722025387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5717171060722025387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/12/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STn-EGRLBgI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/oR3t2Bth-HI/s72-c/PICT2289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-5995446629880887001</id><published>2008-12-04T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:40:08.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They've Started</title><content type='html'>Goodbyes...I don't like them! But they are necessary for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed night I was supposed to go out with someone and company, but they cancelled. I ended up going out with another friend. We went to a movie and oh my goodness!! The thing was horrible! Beside the swearing (unnecessarily so) and the crude nature, it was pointless to ridiculous. I thought it would have been a good since Brad and George were in it! BIG mistake. And since it was a spur of the moment lyme, we didn't check the reviews, etc. The company was good. Got to know a bit more about my relatively new friend and vice versa, so it was a good lyme none-the-less. Thanks DB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs I had lunch with another friend (former classmate). We went to a really nice place called Il Ferno which is Italian. Was a good lyme- company and atmosphere and the view!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STivDMOfCkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kYeYuObZVBs/s1600-h/PICT2269b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STivDMOfCkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kYeYuObZVBs/s400/PICT2269b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276159432820984386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STivCskaKFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ohCqWpvh7UM/s1600-h/PICT2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STivCskaKFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ohCqWpvh7UM/s400/PICT2267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276159424323004498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was somewhat spoilt because I felt sick after we ate, but I think it was due to the chinese I had at the movies the night before. Was suspicious of it, but ate it anyways. Feeling like you wanna throw-up can dampen any lyme. But I felt better, and we were still able to chill and take in the scenes. And the talk was inspiration for his gift which I got afterward. He helped me a great deal with my project, so I figured it was appropriate to say thanks in a tangible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night I was to go out with YDS project team. Turns out they were tired and couldn't make, and they assumed I had nothing on Sat. So no lyme. I was actually looking forward to it, but alas! Instead, I stayed home, sent some important emails, sorted through some documents that I will be leaving, etc. So still a productive day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week is pretty busy. More details after the fact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-5995446629880887001?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/5995446629880887001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=5995446629880887001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5995446629880887001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5995446629880887001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/12/theyve-started.html' title='They&apos;ve Started'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/STivDMOfCkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kYeYuObZVBs/s72-c/PICT2269b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-6591871000765059720</id><published>2008-12-03T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:08:35.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depending on People</title><content type='html'>The more I experience in life is the more I realise I should be less inclined to depend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heavily&lt;/span&gt; on people. Somehow I end up being disappointed or hurt or upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems the date I was hoping to go is not gonna happen. Communication has not yet been sent to the relevant authorities from UWI, which means more delay. But instead of being upset, I'm going with the flow. Things happen for a reason and I intend to make the most of them things, whatever they may be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-6591871000765059720?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/6591871000765059720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=6591871000765059720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6591871000765059720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6591871000765059720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/12/depending-on-people.html' title='Depending on People'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-3407263143344274216</id><published>2008-12-02T20:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:19:34.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's In!</title><content type='html'>Tues, December 2, 2008, sometime after noon, I handed in my research paper officially. It was such a relief. It also felt surreal. It's another step in the journey to return home and somehow it hasn't quite sunk in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home, ate the lemon chicken that was lacking lemon, but was ok none-the-less, and celebrated by myself. In the evening, I went to my last YDS meeting. It was productive so I was happy about that. Came home, ate some more, watched tv...with no guilt...well just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week ahead is going to be hectic. I have people to see, money to return, things to finalise, and PACKING! Should be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-3407263143344274216?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/3407263143344274216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=3407263143344274216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3407263143344274216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3407263143344274216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-in.html' title='It&apos;s In!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7465248749468276573</id><published>2008-12-01T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:55:07.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chilled Ice</title><content type='html'>Today I am working (forcing myself...whichever) to finish my paper to have it handed in by tomorrow. I bought a Smirnoff Ice a while back that's been chilling in the fridge waiting for that day. And some chocolate cake mix waiting to be baked, perhaps some ice-cream (if I get around to buying it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a great day! I am working on being more accepting of rain in all forms, so Lord, I'm trying, and believing...and waiting for even more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7465248749468276573?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7465248749468276573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7465248749468276573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7465248749468276573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7465248749468276573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/12/chilled-ice.html' title='Chilled Ice'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-8745094455781024885</id><published>2008-11-27T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:02:18.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>Today (well yesterday technically) I got a call from PIOJ to say I did well in the interview and they were impressed so they are looking forward to seeing me for the second one. I must admit I was pleasantly surprised. I kept going over bits and pieces in my head and the various ways I could have made the interview better. But I am happy I did well to be one of three. I told my supe about it and he wasn't surprised...neither were others I told. So it seems I am the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have my work cut out for me. I have to finish my paper, and then pack and also prepare since I must be even more prepared for this 2nd interview than the first. I'm trusting di Faddah to help me so I believe I will do well...the only question therefore should be "who did the "wellest"?".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-8745094455781024885?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/8745094455781024885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=8745094455781024885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8745094455781024885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8745094455781024885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2029203211996227189</id><published>2008-11-19T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:41:55.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1. Check. Part 2?</title><content type='html'>I had a week to prepare for an interview for a possible job back home. And I tried to make sure I was as prepared as possible. So earlier I had my first (prelim) interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather nervous. And they did ask some deep questions. And some not so deep ones. Yet I cannot gauge how I did. They gave questions, I gave answers. There were just a few times in the just over 17 min when I blanked for a few seconds, but I recovered enough to venture an answer. They asked me about myself- what makes me tick and what I enjoy doing. And there are SO many things I could have said, but they all came to me after the fact. And at the end I asked them questions...and they kept asking if I had any more. And I kept wondering if I was missing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first face to face interview I had was really bad, and I only realised in hindsight. And I keep hearing over and over if there is anything you want to ask. And I hear myself saying no. So that experience has me wondering if I am missing something. But I am trusting God to know that if that job is mine, I will have it despite the hiccups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I wait a week to hear their decision. And I also wait to hear from my supervisor who still have not returned my draft with comments. They asked me when I will be home, and I had to guestimate; I did let them know that it was all dependent on my draft though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a second interview in my future? It's in God's hands now. And time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2029203211996227189?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2029203211996227189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2029203211996227189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2029203211996227189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2029203211996227189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/11/part-1-check-part-2.html' title='Part 1. Check. Part 2?'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-576192357404736111</id><published>2008-11-16T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T07:56:33.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The View</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the first trip by the YDS to determine their package. Long story. Not getting into it. Anyways, our first stop was the Animal Flower Cave. WOW! The views were absolutely breath-taking! I don't think the pictures did them justice, however. The wind was also quite nice, and at one point I just had to let my hair flow with it. That's what combs are for, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SSBA3nIPGJI/AAAAAAAAANk/E3NpNYE_aqg/s1600-h/PICT2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SSBA3nIPGJI/AAAAAAAAANk/E3NpNYE_aqg/s400/PICT2236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282888163989650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SSBA3c-0gqI/AAAAAAAAANc/op_qxclMvb4/s1600-h/PICT2243b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SSBA3c-0gqI/AAAAAAAAANc/op_qxclMvb4/s400/PICT2243b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282885440144034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SSBAC4xtgzI/AAAAAAAAANU/17_J_4eVcQw/s1600-h/PICT2244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SSBAC4xtgzI/AAAAAAAAANU/17_J_4eVcQw/s400/PICT2244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269281982368285490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SSBACsLpyoI/AAAAAAAAANM/EbFMiPSTgA4/s1600-h/PICT2234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SSBACsLpyoI/AAAAAAAAANM/EbFMiPSTgA4/s400/PICT2234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269281978987432578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SSBACRZwd_I/AAAAAAAAANE/MZunBefSFB0/s1600-h/PICT2225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SSBACRZwd_I/AAAAAAAAANE/MZunBefSFB0/s400/PICT2225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269281971798833138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't actually go into the cave since we'd have to pay. We decided we'd return another time, perhaps with more people. But I was satisfied with that view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left there and went to see Picotenerif (think that's the spelling)... not quite as close as we'd hoped, but we could still appreciate the beauty of it. We left there and went to Cherry Tree Hill with more beautiful views, and then we passed by the Wildlife Reserve (for information). Then we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued my preps for an interview I have coming up. A friend from home helped me with a mock interview that...let's just say didn't go well. But I persevere and I intend to be ready for it when the day arrives. I know God will come through for me as He always does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-576192357404736111?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/576192357404736111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=576192357404736111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/576192357404736111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/576192357404736111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/11/view.html' title='The View'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SSBA3nIPGJI/AAAAAAAAANk/E3NpNYE_aqg/s72-c/PICT2236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-8857026830558170585</id><published>2008-11-12T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:17:35.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Status...For Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SRuqOaDH6MI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Aw6UELK8ZeM/s1600-h/doin+nothin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SRuqOaDH6MI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Aw6UELK8ZeM/s400/doin+nothin.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267991353627240642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess which one I am?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-8857026830558170585?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/8857026830558170585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=8857026830558170585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8857026830558170585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8857026830558170585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/11/statusfor-now.html' title='Status...For Now'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SRuqOaDH6MI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Aw6UELK8ZeM/s72-c/doin+nothin.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4683435848993044352</id><published>2008-11-09T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:43:59.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hike and a Lyme</title><content type='html'>Friday I had all intentions of going on the road just for going out sake. The dark sky coupled with some rather unique conversations online postponed that plan. No horrors. I'm used to staying home so the house-rat had little problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I woke up to be ready for 7 pm. It's hike-time! And this time I did make it despite 2 previous attempts. Due to communication issues, we ended up leaving late and with the tour guide having a different view of what was actually to happen. Minor matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hike started in Shorey Village after an hour's driving. Geesh. Bus parked, potty break (for me), and a long journey ahead, we started the hike. We passed down a road with houses before reaching an area with none, a "river" and some bush (low) before reaching the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SReJc6fMl9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/H6osnqrW748/s1600-h/PICT2114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SReJc6fMl9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/H6osnqrW748/s400/PICT2114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266829419062532050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the start of the trip, I felt the warmth of the sun. It was rather warm. So with little shame left, I backed out my umbrella. The dainty comments never phased me. So there were little times during the hike that I didn't use it, because there was VERY little shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view at the beach was absolutely beautiful. Breath-taking if you will. And yes, I did have my umbrella on the beach...we were just passing through though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SReJdIVrYoI/AAAAAAAAAMU/XG2PdrD_wFw/s1600-h/PICT2156b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SReJdIVrYoI/AAAAAAAAAMU/XG2PdrD_wFw/s400/PICT2156b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266829422780703362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed many scenes along the way, ranging from scenic views to human destruction of beautiful earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SReJeC63xxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FaEmFvKkBiY/s1600-h/PICT2167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SReJeC63xxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FaEmFvKkBiY/s400/PICT2167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266829438505961234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SReJdebGN5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/o3gd4SyCdeM/s1600-h/PICT2159b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SReJdebGN5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/o3gd4SyCdeM/s400/PICT2159b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266829428709013394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we had to pass through bush so I got prickly things on my clothes. The picture is showing some of it. There was more. And no, not cool. But I had help picking them off so that was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SReJeWBYC4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/_l5KjFjXO1s/s1600-h/PICT2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SReJeWBYC4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/_l5KjFjXO1s/s400/PICT2177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266829443633515394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the hike, I shared my artificial shade. One of the hikers felt sick at one point and it came in quite handy. One thing I didn't like about the hike was that the group was split more than it should have been, with some lagging behind and others going too fast (including the tour guide who doesn't seem to believe in walking slow). The hike ended with tired and thirsty people. We stopped by a mart and got some drinks while someone begged a ride for the driver to go get the bus (clearly we're tired!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home in rain. I bathed, ate some good food (chicken strips I forgot I bought and only remembered because I was taking out something to thaw for dinner...sad, I know) and scrambled eggs and bread. Aahhh. Then sleep, glorious sleep! But it did hot so it was not as comfortable as I'd have liked. Did Chinese food in the evening (home-made, and wasn't as good as it was intended to me...still learning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun I went to church at Chapman St in the morning, and a lyme (suggested by yours truly) in the afternooon. It was cool. Started a Scrabble game, ate some good food (maybe too much), and chilled a bit. Came home, called home and just chilled for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Congrats to all who graduated this weekend at Mona, with special mention to my cuz (mi proud bad...sniff...) and Dr. Hamil and Dr. Coke and neighbour. And all who I forgot (haven't taken the gingko in a while- sorry).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4683435848993044352?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4683435848993044352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4683435848993044352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4683435848993044352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4683435848993044352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/11/hike-and-lyme.html' title='A Hike and a Lyme'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SReJc6fMl9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/H6osnqrW748/s72-c/PICT2114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-5153092042031862317</id><published>2008-11-02T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:01:23.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New "Toy"</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had planned to do a solo stint at the movies (double feature) but then a friend asked me if I wanted to practice some songs with her. I was cool with that. I went by her (she wasn't well) and chilled with her. After she felt better, we did some searching for songs we could probably do at church sometime. And I learnt something new. Youtube has karaoke stuff. It never occurred to be look for it or anything. But a light went off in my head- new hobby for new-found bumlife (though shortlived). We did recordings of 2 or 3 songs. Decent in some parts, hilarious in others. I came home and had to try this out. So I started recording my own stuff. Not much, but it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to church at Chapman Street. Was a good service. Got home, stuffed my face and tried to sleep. A certain seeker of God knows what decided to call me and wake me up so sleep was shot thereafter (thanks...I will keep reminding myself "revenge is mine, saith the Lord"). I watched a movie, read some more of my book, and also read couple chapters of the Bible (all before and/or after attempting to sleep). The rest of the day included watching more tv (mindless entertainment if you will) and singing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: No, I am not posting anything on YouTube! They're for my purposes only...and I prefer audio alone. Not into the video thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-5153092042031862317?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/5153092042031862317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=5153092042031862317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5153092042031862317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5153092042031862317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-toy.html' title='New &quot;Toy&quot;'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2951668902261146907</id><published>2008-10-31T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:59:51.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting...patiently?</title><content type='html'>More and more I am longing for the day when this blog will no longer be used for posting but as a way to look back and remember the times I had in Bim. I feel as though home with all the issues I will face is where I want to and need to be, and I am anxiously waiting for the day when that becomes a reality. December is fast approaching, and I am happy...I hope I can pass the time away without getting too frustrated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2951668902261146907?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2951668902261146907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2951668902261146907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2951668902261146907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2951668902261146907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/waitingpatiently.html' title='Waiting...patiently?'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7646162451955675621</id><published>2008-10-30T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:28:58.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October Lyme at Home</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the annual October lyme. It was good to see everyone again...and hear them. I'm sure it was a weird lyme for most involved considering I joined in via webcam, but I am happy they still made the effort to accommodate me. (Thanks guys).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my biggest problem with the lyme is that I don't think I contributed much. I had so much moving around in my head, but nothing at the same time. I felt blank, almost like conversation was a new language I was learning. So I was more content yet uncomfortable listening in. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully next year is bigger and better. And different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7646162451955675621?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7646162451955675621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7646162451955675621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7646162451955675621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7646162451955675621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-lyme-at-home.html' title='October Lyme at Home'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-6965214004890762155</id><published>2008-10-28T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:27:28.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Session at UN House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SQgBKtTgBhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8FgMZsnbELM/s1600-h/PICT2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SQgBKtTgBhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8FgMZsnbELM/s400/PICT2102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262457448054130194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today the YDS had a working session at the UN House. I was designated scribe. I only hope I took decent notes. The first half was not recorded cause the thing just neva record it. But the second half was taped (and I didn't have it so maybe that's why). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought the session was productive and good. Hope things work out for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-6965214004890762155?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/6965214004890762155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=6965214004890762155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6965214004890762155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6965214004890762155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/session-at-un-house.html' title='Session at UN House'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SQgBKtTgBhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8FgMZsnbELM/s72-c/PICT2102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7664055112862895412</id><published>2008-10-26T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:30:48.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COG Concert</title><content type='html'>Today I went to church at Salters. Usual place. Service was ok Lesson was on Ps 121. Good passage. Sunday school lesson was from the same place. Got home about noon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate lunch. Tried to sleep. Watched a movie. Tried to sleep. Got good news about Kitty. Tried to sleep. Eventually got up, got dressed, and went with Billie and new friend to the Church of God concert of which I forgot the name. It was decent. Could have done with a bit more tweeking, but hey! It's not everday the COG gets youth putting on productions such as this with the intention of selling it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterward, we chilled a bit. Passed by Chefette where new friend treated us girls to food (mine a kids' meal) before dropping us home. A pleasant evening afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7664055112862895412?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7664055112862895412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7664055112862895412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7664055112862895412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7664055112862895412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/cog-concert.html' title='COG Concert'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-61916699202773739</id><published>2008-10-25T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:10:10.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Happenings</title><content type='html'>On Thursday I decided I was going to finally buy a webcam. One that I will actually get since two previous purchases online proved futile. I called around and found out the prices. I looked at the sky, and decided I shouldn't. But then after a while I thought I'd make it an adventure. So I got dressed and took a bus to Oistins. It was about an hour on a bus, but it was the sight-seeing (if you wanna call it that) that took up my time. I found the place I wanted, went to another store and bought a cheap, no-good headphone which I am bitter about, then headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I had lunch with a friend who's going back home to SVG. I ended up shopping- a dress and shoes. The shoes I needed and got at the duty free price since my friend bought it for me and I paid her back. The dress I perhaps could have done without but I liked it very much, and my friend thought it looked good too, so I took her word for it. I think I got a fair deal too. I came home and slept, then went to campus for "Second Chances", the play and concert put on by the J'can student asso. It started late as usual. But it was pretty decent. My headaches came back, so that was slightly distracting. Got home about 1 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was to go hiking. But having got so little sleep, the headache stayed with me. I opted to pass. I was kinda looking forward to going so that was a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am going to church in the morning and then to a COG concert in the evening. Should be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-61916699202773739?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/61916699202773739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=61916699202773739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/61916699202773739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/61916699202773739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend-happenings.html' title='Weekend Happenings'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7969571059423691080</id><published>2008-10-21T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:31:11.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JASAC week so far</title><content type='html'>So this week is JASAC week- Jamaica Association of Students at Cave Hill. It started decently with a church service on Sunday, which I attended. Monday (Heroes' Day) was a flag raising ceremony at 6 a.m. which I did not attend. Today was the culture and food day. Disaster is a word I would like to use to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I volunteered to help out at the cultural showcase. My shift was 2 - 3 p.m. I got there and started to hear all the "mishaps" happening with the food. I wasn't overly comfortable with the whole situation either, but hey. After my shift, I decided to try and get some food cause now mi ungry! I go into the place, seems rather disorganised and food didn't seem to be available or ready. Ok. Left for a bit and went back. Decided that since they had nothing I wanted (chicken), I was gonna get soup. So I paid for soup. As I was waiting to get said soup, a man, clearly J'can, started to cuss. Instead of serving me my soup since I was standing in front of him and trying to get his attention, another man (server clearly) decided to tek on di odda man. Needless to say it got rowdy. I just took my ticket, walked out, and went home. I ate food that I had here waiting for me, no drama involved. I count the $5 I paid but a loss. I didn't think it made any sense trying to get back my money if I couldn't get my food without waiting til they decided to calm down. Not inna dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play and concert is on Friday. They claim it should be good. It better be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7969571059423691080?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7969571059423691080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7969571059423691080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7969571059423691080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7969571059423691080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/jasac-week-so-far.html' title='JASAC week so far'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4252850280504306502</id><published>2008-10-18T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:52:04.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Baby!</title><content type='html'>Since I sent in my first draft, I've baked a chocolate cake and baked chicken breast strips. But today I added one more to the list- I did my very first pizza! I used some of the chicken i had baked, sweet peppers, cayenne pepper, tomatoes and my own pizza sauce plus the all-important cheese. I did the sauce from tomato paste and BBQ sauce supposedly hot and spicy and some Italian herbs. Couldn't taste a bit of the hot. But the pizza tasted good! I mean, it didn't look like a professionally done one, but who cares?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some cleaning today as well...of course all before my pizza trial. So now my room feels nice and homey again...and CLEAN! Let's hope I can keep it this way til I am ready to leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4252850280504306502?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4252850280504306502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4252850280504306502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4252850280504306502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4252850280504306502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/pizza-baby.html' title='Pizza Baby!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-8528245474165600737</id><published>2008-10-16T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:36:53.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finalmente!</title><content type='html'>So having endured agony, frustration, heart-ache, and more, I have finally submitted my first draft! It's a relief. And feels almost unreal. But I am happy. I now wait with bated breath for the return of said draft, hoping it is not massacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Faddah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-8528245474165600737?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/8528245474165600737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=8528245474165600737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8528245474165600737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8528245474165600737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/finalmente.html' title='Finalmente!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2024176676105299001</id><published>2008-10-15T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:27:07.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Events</title><content type='html'>On Sunday I went to a play at the Errol Barrow Centre for Creative Imagination. I was taken by a friend (more an aunty figure) as a birthday treat. We were to have gone on Saturday, but the rain was mighty. The play was interesting. It was entitled "Sugarcane Blues" or something like that. It was talking about struggles with slavery and called it a parallel of sorts with the hotel industry. I'm not sure I agreed completely with the incinuations, but I appreciated the manner they presented the play. It was somewhat unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a meeting with someone who was supposed to help me with my project. After that, a former co-worker of my dad who's here took me to dinner. It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the rest of the week have in store? We'll see. Just hope it's good. I think I need the good stuff to happen to balance a lot of the issues that have taken place in the last week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2024176676105299001?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2024176676105299001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2024176676105299001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2024176676105299001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2024176676105299001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/unexpected-events.html' title='Unexpected Events'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-341794289842981370</id><published>2008-10-10T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:07:10.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Head for $70</title><content type='html'>Yeah...you saw it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending a good time at the hotel, I was picked up by a friend. She wanted to go to Speightstown so we went there and walked around window-shopping. We happened to go into this one store and my friend happened to see a few things she liked. On top of that, they had some sale of sorts. There was a mix-up in the understanding of the prices and that resulted in a rude telling-off of my friend and another employee of the store by one rowdy employee who calls herself "Betty". I kindly told her (as well as another customer) that her attitude had much to be desired to which she proceeded to tell us off. It went as far as us being unwelcomed in Barbados and David Thompson (the Hon) should do something about it. On top of that, us being unwanted in this "her" country, she could do us the favour of having our heads for $70. She didn't say whether it was BB$ or US$...and she was also ambiguous about whether it was per head or both our heads. I kept my cool, and I told my friend (who was still proceeding with her browsing) that I'd wait outside. The crap was getting to me- there's only so much one's ears can take and it gets harder to clean out after too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we went elsewhere and looked around. But I was disturbed. For a while I kept wondering how serious she was. But I didn't get too upset. On our way back home, I stopped off by the store and left a card for her. It was intended to let her know that God can give her peace because it appears that only He can help this ignorant woman. She wasn't there when I went in (somewhat nervous I might add), but I hope she didn't spit on it or take me and friend to her friends or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So having done so many things in Barbados, I guess I can now add to my list a death-threat. it'd be good if that could have been para-sailing or water-skiing, but alas! It can't all be good, right?! I need balance...after all, I am a proud Libra girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-341794289842981370?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/341794289842981370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=341794289842981370' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/341794289842981370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/341794289842981370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-head-for-70.html' title='My Head for $70'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-695916258425997210</id><published>2008-10-10T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:29:03.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy 25th</title><content type='html'>I wanted to make this year special. Couldn't do the cruise I wanted, couldn't travel as I wanted. So I opted instead to book myself into an all-inclusive hotel for a night. Hotel of choice was the &lt;a href="http://www.barbados.org/hotels/discovery/"&gt;Discovery Bay Hote&lt;/a&gt;l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called to check to see what is the earliest time I could check in. They told me anytime. So instead of going for 2 as I originally planned, I got there for 11.30am. Paid. Got my keys, and went to Room 74 (along the corridor in the pic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SO-B__ydTZI/AAAAAAAAALg/4Exu_gNjMfw/s1600-h/PICT2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SO-B__ydTZI/AAAAAAAAALg/4Exu_gNjMfw/s400/PICT2009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255562226619469202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started to rain after I go settled in. So the next best thing was tv. Turned it on and was greeted by blue. First call to the front desk. Someone came quickly and dealt with it. But to my shock and surprise, the "cable" advertised was from stations 2 - 8. It seems they have a policy and they dictate what stations they show. I can't understand it but hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime later the rain held up. So I went walking in Holetown, found me a bookstore, and bought two books- a novel and a puzzle book. Went back to the hotel had lunch- cheese burger, fries and blended fruit punch. Later I went to the seaside, grabbed a chair, and enjoyed the lovely breeze and the sound of the water crashing on the shore. It was so good. Wish I could have slept but at least I was relaxed. I wanted to go to the beach but it was too pebbly so opted for the pool instead. It was soo good. The water was nice and warm and swimming was relaxing and enjoyable. Spent a good deal of time in the pool. Took a short snack break and had me some sandwhiches and cake and blended fruit punch. But I didn't end up leaving the pool til it was dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SO-CAnz6I8I/AAAAAAAAALo/NGccTVk8uik/s1600-h/PICT2018b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SO-CAnz6I8I/AAAAAAAAALo/NGccTVk8uik/s400/PICT2018b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255562237362971586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After showering and washing my hair, I got dressed and went to dinner. It was rather tasty. I had broccoli and cheese soup (surprisingly decent) followed by pasta with cheese, grilled chicken, veggies and cheesecake. I thought I took enough but turns out I took too much. Small stomach...oh well. The band that was playing during dinner cool too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SO-CBC4JGJI/AAAAAAAAALw/lfYz2bIqwXA/s1600-h/PICT2038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SO-CBC4JGJI/AAAAAAAAALw/lfYz2bIqwXA/s400/PICT2038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255562244628486290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went by the bar and chilled with the bartender, Andrea. She was cool. I had some rumcream. Went back to my room after and chilled a bit watching "cable tv". I went back down about 11 and chilled with Andrea and David (staff) before heading back to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SO-CBKOnJ7I/AAAAAAAAAL4/RM7U0a12Hik/s1600-h/PICT2050b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SO-CBKOnJ7I/AAAAAAAAAL4/RM7U0a12Hik/s400/PICT2050b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255562246601779122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was filled with calls and text messages from family and friends. And some were very creative in that they described me using words that begin with the letters in my first name. I don't know whose idea it was, but I felt special. Though I spent the day alone I was not really alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in summary, I had a good day. Thanks to all who helped to make the day special. The cards, the calls, the emails, the texts, the singing. Thanks all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Some had a hard time grasping the fact that I opted to spend the day alone. But I have no regrets. And like I said, I wasn't really alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-695916258425997210?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/695916258425997210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=695916258425997210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/695916258425997210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/695916258425997210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-25th.html' title='A Happy 25th'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SO-B__ydTZI/AAAAAAAAALg/4Exu_gNjMfw/s72-c/PICT2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-327641664428843417</id><published>2008-10-06T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:03:45.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>I am soooooo frustrated with this project. When I think I am close to finishing, some crap happens. I am just losing what drive I had but I am still pushing because that's the only way I will end this and keep my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for it to be done! As to if I'll have that draft ready by Fri as I promised my supe...that looking sticky. But time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-327641664428843417?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/327641664428843417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=327641664428843417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/327641664428843417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/327641664428843417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-1168293110611490038</id><published>2008-10-03T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:43:45.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Mia</title><content type='html'>I went to the movies to see Mama Mia. Was a decent movie. Had a few laughs and stuff. The company was good (thanks Billie). We chatted and took pics and lymed. A good 3rd day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOblvB_5CII/AAAAAAAAALI/HTS7Et4Qwuk/s1600-h/PICT1986b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOblvB_5CII/AAAAAAAAALI/HTS7Et4Qwuk/s400/PICT1986b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253138611527288962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOblvdqUqlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/LVswe2yX8lQ/s1600-h/PICT1994b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOblvdqUqlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/LVswe2yX8lQ/s400/PICT1994b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253138618953017938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOblvt17QfI/AAAAAAAAALY/zPenz-CgFh0/s1600-h/PICT1987b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOblvt17QfI/AAAAAAAAALY/zPenz-CgFh0/s400/PICT1987b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253138623296651762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-1168293110611490038?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/1168293110611490038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=1168293110611490038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1168293110611490038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1168293110611490038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/mama-mia.html' title='Mama Mia'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOblvB_5CII/AAAAAAAAALI/HTS7Et4Qwuk/s72-c/PICT1986b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-5788891546495808575</id><published>2008-10-03T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:22:52.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Start</title><content type='html'>Day 1: Pretty uneventful though productive. Most memorable part of the day was being able to feel like I was home, even if it was just for a few bites. A friend of mine went to J'ca and brought me back some good ole bun and cheese (the real, orange one in the tin). So that was my lunch, along with Ting (paid a crap-load of money for it...no where in J'ca would it cost what I paid which was US$2...at least nowhere I'd buy it). But it was good to be able to have that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Day started out less than fantastic with slight aches in the head area and less than the amount of work than I'd plan, but it was a good day none-the-less. I was alive and had a bed to rest the not-so-pain-free head and watch tv and try to sleep. In the evening I got a call from a friend about going to see Donnie McClurkin speak. Took me about 2 min to say yes and I was SO glad I did. I was blessed and I had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message was aimed at getting people to realise that there is hope in God regardless of the crap of the past. The main text text was &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20Cor%205:%2011-21;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;2 Cor 5: 11-21&lt;/a&gt;, and he also pointed to the verse that turned his life around (ie, away from homosexuality, etc): verse 21. It was inspiring. Plus when he was singing at the end I got to wave a "rag" (aka scandal bag)...I mean, I had to improvise seeing he was singing a hype song and wanted the crowd to wave something. That was sooo much fun! I wished he'd heard me screaming when he asked if there were J'cans in the crowd. I seemed to be a lone, soft voice jumping and screaming like a maniac and waving my hands. Oh well! The hurting of the throat at the end of it all was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOZoaiwvcaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LKAbuXGUAuE/s1600-h/PICT1963b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOZoaiwvcaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LKAbuXGUAuE/s400/PICT1963b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253000820591391138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOZoa3I5RaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/T6k6VTokqvI/s1600-h/PICT1970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOZoa3I5RaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/T6k6VTokqvI/s400/PICT1970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253000826061407650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOZobEhI1vI/AAAAAAAAALA/kXOH6fbMDXw/s1600-h/PICT1983b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOZobEhI1vI/AAAAAAAAALA/kXOH6fbMDXw/s400/PICT1983b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253000829652752114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is a movie lyme with my friend from last night. Looking forward to that. After all, it's good to be treated like a VIP every now and then (don't mind that I'm paying for it).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-5788891546495808575?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/5788891546495808575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=5788891546495808575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5788891546495808575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5788891546495808575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-start.html' title='Good Start'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SOZoaiwvcaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LKAbuXGUAuE/s72-c/PICT1963b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4535687723124474898</id><published>2008-09-30T21:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:15:13.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful Launch!</title><content type='html'>The last day of September marks the end of the month that preceeds the best month of the year! I wanted to mark the occasion in style, so I planned a movie lyme with friends (classmates). It was cool.  A nice lyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to October- a month of enjoying myself with or without company. A month of being happy that God saw it fit for me to be on earth for 25 years. A month to celebrate being me and being appreciated by a select few. A month of acknowledging the Father for being so awesome and being grateful more and more for blessings galore and more to come. A month to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here begins the best month of the year. Happy October!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4535687723124474898?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4535687723124474898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4535687723124474898' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4535687723124474898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4535687723124474898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/09/successful-launch.html' title='Successful Launch!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-167696672356779286</id><published>2008-09-13T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:27:51.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing the Giants and more</title><content type='html'>This week was an unproductive week in many regards, but it also showed up some stuff. I realise what needs to be done (for the most part) so I need to work on doing them a little harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri night my landlady invited me to her church to see a film Facing the Giants. It was not the best quality in terms of acting, etc, but it was pretty decent. The basis of it was that we can do everything through Christ so even though we have giants to face and we may be going through crap, we will overcome when we put our hope, trust and faith in God. It was deep and I appreciated the lesson/reminder very much, especially since I can testify! Pic shows how I went to face the giants. (My hair was done Thursday so for the next few days it'll look decent... tried to keep up that decent appearance but aint sure how well I pulled it off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SMyCq4-_5AI/AAAAAAAAAKY/JvgpxLrFPJ4/s1600-h/PICT1937b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SMyCq4-_5AI/AAAAAAAAAKY/JvgpxLrFPJ4/s400/PICT1937b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245711339342521346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went into the field for field work, which only showed up what we needed do with different equipment. So I am on a hunt to find said equipment at cheap rate (ie, free). In the evening (with much guilt), I made my way to the opening ceremony for the new post-grad block. It was a cool lyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SMyDb8bkgeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bI3UkBX4Pp8/s1600-h/PICT1954b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SMyDb8bkgeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bI3UkBX4Pp8/s400/PICT1954b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245712182081257954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-167696672356779286?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/167696672356779286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=167696672356779286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/167696672356779286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/167696672356779286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/09/facing-giants-and-more.html' title='Facing the Giants and more'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SMyCq4-_5AI/AAAAAAAAAKY/JvgpxLrFPJ4/s72-c/PICT1937b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-661971111922572446</id><published>2008-09-09T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:42:27.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick and Ka-Bomb Scare</title><content type='html'>So having had a long record of flu-free living, the streak ended on the weekend when I got it. I think it was my own fault. I had enough days of not eating properly to weaken my immune system enough but the good thing is I recovered in good time. Needless to say the weekend was somewhat unproductive - I was having issues focusing when I was well so being sick just made it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am close to normal today. Decided I was going to town to the Immigration Office to get my student visa, then to school to meet with a lecturer about my letter and resume to start begging jobs. After much asking around, I found the Immigration Office. Only I didn't get past the door. I was met by two security officers who kindly (yah right) informed me that the office was closed. When next will it be opened? Don't know. Anytime for the rest of the week? Don't know. Seh wha?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I left there (somewhat flabbergasted) and caught a bus and went back to school. Did what I had to do, then came home. I then called the Immigration Office to see what the situation is. Apparently they had a bomb scare. That is scary! I'm happy it seems to be resolved though. So I guess I will venture there sometime soon and pray God watches over the place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-661971111922572446?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/661971111922572446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=661971111922572446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/661971111922572446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/661971111922572446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/09/sick-and-ka-bomb-scare.html' title='Sick and Ka-Bomb Scare'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-8071272028471255101</id><published>2008-09-05T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:17:16.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquatic Skills 2 and Lessons Learned</title><content type='html'>Today is Day 3 (but Day 2 for me) of the Aquatic Skills course that I invaded. I was hesitant to go because I wasn't quite up to it from the day before, but I figure since they've already paid for me I should make it there. So I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out good. Ended good too. It rained in the morning but after lunch the sun was out with all its might. Now to more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, we were to swim (on our backs) out to the glass bottom boat which is twice the distance of the white boat we swam out to on Day 1 (see picture- look for the glass bottom boat WAY out, just in front of the war-looking ship/boat). I thought to myself, Help Faddah! But I struggled, I overcame some fears, and I made it (without the help of a lifejacket). The rain was pouring and it was cold but I didn't mind too much. The water felt good...when I was in it. When we got to the boat, we had to jump/dive from the boat as well. First time, I couldn't bring myself to it so I was helped in (ie, lifted and dropped in). Second time I decided I wanted to try diving in (yeah, get over the specific fear of diving). That also took a while but unlike the first entry, I was not assisted...not physically anyways. I made a grand total of 3 dives, the last being the best but still needing improvement. Seems I like to bend my knees too much. After all that, we then had to swim back to shore. Sigh. Dem muscles get a good workout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SMIAIO2mowI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WnmmdOq-hk4/s1600-h/PICT1930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SMIAIO2mowI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WnmmdOq-hk4/s400/PICT1930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242753057638753026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the LONG swim back, we went kayaking! As if my muscles didn't get enough workout! It was fun. Fortunately I had someone who had more muscles than I do/did. We went far...and at one point (where it was shallow), I was in the kayak by my lonesome and the huge wave came and knocked me out! It was fun though. We headed back to the place from whence we came and had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch was snorkelling. That was cool as well. Decided to swim back to shore. Clearly I have masochistic tendencies! I had my lifejacket so I was good. I also had help from someone who saw the need to help a sister out. How nice of him! Anyways, I was happy I made it though at times I was wondering what the heck I was doing so far away from shore and swimming in. But I made it! And I was so proud of myself. Sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have made lots of progress. And I have also been over-tanned (thin line separating that from burnt which I was couple days ago). Don't believe me? See pic below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SMIAIC3XdxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PITTYjFvRnU/s1600-h/PICT1932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SMIAIC3XdxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PITTYjFvRnU/s400/PICT1932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242753054420727570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home and washed my hair. Later I was reminded that though I sometimes feel really crappy and in the mood to see my own tears (like I was yesterday), there is always someone in worse situations than I and I should try to look more on the positive things and be thankful in the not-so-great times....well more than I am since I do try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-8071272028471255101?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/8071272028471255101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=8071272028471255101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8071272028471255101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8071272028471255101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/09/aquatic-skills-2-and-lessons-learned.html' title='Aquatic Skills 2 and Lessons Learned'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SMIAIO2mowI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WnmmdOq-hk4/s72-c/PICT1930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2725062693899474470</id><published>2008-09-03T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:40:53.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Per'/><title type='text'>Red Hot!</title><content type='html'>Today I went to the beach. It was the start of the aquatic traning for the new students that I decided to join since they didn't have it for us last year and I am determined to get over my fears and develop my abilities as a swimmer (another "&lt;a href="http://laroper1983.blogspot.com/2008/08/jackie.html"&gt;Jackie&lt;/a&gt;" trait). I put on sunblock before I left home but somehow in my rush forgot it so I didn't top up at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG MISTAKE! At the end of the day, I'm tired but also burnt in the face. My face was red and sore. Not cool at all!!! The course is for 4 days but I am now happy that I can only make two (wasn't too happy before but Divine intervention is a wonderful thing). So now I'm dealing with a new(er) colour complexion(s) with a threat or two of it worsening and a sore face. The prices I pay! But I am grateful I had the opportunity and I did pretty well considering I have a fear of depths, am badly out of shape, and have not practiced good swimming techniques in so long I may've forgotten them. Oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2725062693899474470?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2725062693899474470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2725062693899474470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2725062693899474470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2725062693899474470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/09/red-hot.html' title='Red Hot!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4245482628193016517</id><published>2008-09-01T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:11:59.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fibromyalgia</title><content type='html'>So for the last couple week my shoulder has been acting up again. Sometimes it'd start when I am using my computer. Other times when I'm sitting watching TV or standing waiting for a bus. But this week it got to me, so today (being the first day of classes at UWI here), I called the Health Centre to see of the Drs. were back and they were so I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr who "examined" me was the one who I'd gone to before. Without looking at my shoulder she made her diagnosis- I have fibromyalgia. I told her what my problem was and apparently that was all that was required. She recommended I stop doing the things that would aggravate it and perhaps physiotherapy. She thought about some drug that was expensive (she said) so I didn't bother to get the name or Rx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I am half inclined to believe her diagnosis is correct. Some of the articles I read fit my symptoms, others I aint sure about. But since I don't have money for a second opinion, I will go with her evaluation. And since I do not have money for physiotherapy, I will have to try and keep my shoulder relaxed and do my physiotherapy (aka massages). Of course for someone doing a research paper that requires a lot of typing it will be difficult to prevent it from getting worse but hey, this is a price for doing what I love- trying to change (over) the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4245482628193016517?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4245482628193016517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4245482628193016517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4245482628193016517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4245482628193016517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/09/fibromyalgia.html' title='Fibromyalgia'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7641033325717722957</id><published>2008-08-31T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:20:51.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke Baby!</title><content type='html'>I had a good week. Monday I took charge (very tactfully) and got the group I'm working with to make some decisions. Research is moving forward (and man its a lot of work but no problem). Didn't do the movies Tues due to rain and also bad memory (forgot). I would've gone by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sat I went out with a friend who I'd met before and who I'm now getting to know. After a reminder online (cause I forgot), we planned to go to Oistins. She invited a friend to come along. He happened to drive so that was an added bonus. I had a great time.  We got there, found food and learnt some valuable lessons. One: do not go to a place for fish and buy chicken (like moi) because BBQ chicken may or may not be fried with a hint of curry-looking seasoning. Two: shop around. Three: Karaoke is fun (even when the crowd is less than enthusiastic). I browsed the catalogue and found one of my fav songs (Aerosmith's Don't Wanna Miss A Thing), and did that. Then my friend and I did a duet of The Prayer and she did a Whitney one of her own (she is a singer!!!). So we left there having had a good time. (Btw, The Prayer was rather interesting since the version they had was the one with french which we didnt know and somehow forgot the English words for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, we all sang songs and harmonized and boy I missed that SO much! Was good to hang out with Christians and be able to sing and have a good time doing it. We plan to lyme more and I look forward to it. Got home about 1 a.m. Didn't wake up for church since I was not told where we were going or not going. But oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7641033325717722957?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7641033325717722957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7641033325717722957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7641033325717722957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7641033325717722957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/08/karaoke-baby.html' title='Karaoke Baby!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4164956388118838387</id><published>2008-08-23T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:58:42.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing L.E.S.</title><content type='html'>Today started out fairly well. Set my alarm so I could be up in time for the 4x400m relays. Saw that. Then ate and did some work. Yeah, did some work. Took a "break" to play some games and work was basically finished for the day after that. Dozed a bit, then ate some more, then watched tv. I should mention that I also roasted breadfruit for the 1st time since I've been here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I decided I wanted to watch a Lifetime movie. It was about this girl who grew up almost homeless but overcame the odds to go to Harvard. And I think that may've been the straw that broke the camel's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For weeks now I've been seeing, hearing, getting constant reminders of Grandma. I've done a good job of not letting it get me down or sad. I tried not to dwell on them. I'd see an old(er) lady who reminded me of her. I'd remember her cooking and how I seriously regret not having her teach me. I'd look at my clothes and remember comments she would make. I'd watch TV and almost hear her "Cockroach" or "My garky" or see the reactions she would've had. And today all the weeks of being strong culminated into a night when I could hold it no more. The movie I was watching had one scene where a girl lost her mom (it got better after), but seeing that reminded me of being by Grandma's graveside. So the straw did the breaking. I called home and spoke to my aunt in tears and almost hysteria. It helped. I was calm(er) at the end of the convo. But I still needed a cheerer-upper so I called my good friend BC; spoke to him and wifey-to-be and that helped a lot. Thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am ending the day writing this post with red eyes. I still very much miss Miss Lola. I'm happy I have friends who can cheer me up on short notice, but I must admit that it's times like these that I miss having a best friend, that person who I'd call in the middle of the night (like now) without feeling guilty, etc. I know I aint supposed to have one right now 'cuz God doesn't make mistakes and I know I can deal with it with what He has given me. So for now I am grateful for that and will tap into the resources I do have. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Love you Grandma...more than I showed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4164956388118838387?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4164956388118838387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4164956388118838387' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4164956388118838387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4164956388118838387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/08/they-came.html' title='Missing L.E.S.'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-299599317815232763</id><published>2008-08-19T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:13:22.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Van Back!</title><content type='html'>Today is Tuesday which means regular movie day. In the morning I checked online to see what was showing and we decided we were gonna see two movies- Made of Honour and Hancock. So I did some work (mainly brainstorming and making calls and sending an email), then went to town to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (N and I) got to Sheraton in decent time. Got some food...well desert before the real thing. Had a frescante espresso and a slice of banana bread (the former of which can be highly addictive so thank God it's so pricey). We got our tickets and went shopping. Got another bathing suit in the kiddies section (to which I plan to make some adjustments namely padding) and my friend got a nice dress, all at (Barbados) reasonable prices. We went and saw the first movie. Expected chick flick, but it was cool. (I think Patrick Dempsey is kinda hot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the second movie we had an hour to kill so we got tickets for my other friend and bf who were joining us, went roaming, and then went and joined a rather long line to go back into the theatre. I ended up cussing off some guys and telling them they aint going in front of me who had to slave away in the long line. Anyways, yadda yadda yadda, movie came, was decent, and it ended. Then the fun part of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and her bf who joined us came in an open-back van. So N and I was in the back. It was fun! We got some stares, but the air was nice and cool and the sky was beautiful. And the ride was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty decent day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-299599317815232763?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/299599317815232763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=299599317815232763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/299599317815232763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/299599317815232763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/08/van-back.html' title='Van Back!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-1305211028180631057</id><published>2008-08-16T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:48:57.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boat Yard 2</title><content type='html'>So after a frustrating day yesterday , I decided that I was going to have a great, stress-free day today. So I woke up (well got up) at 8 to watch the semi-finals for the 100m men's race. That was good. Then I went back to "bed", dilly-dallied, got up and ate  and read a chapter in "A Purpose-Driven Life" in time for the finals at 10:30. What a race! I was so happy but I realise I was not as happy as I could have been since the top 3 didn't include Asafa. Was kinda sad about that. But happy none-the-less that Jamaica got gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having had a great start to the morning, I ventured to town to meet my Trini friends to go to Boat Yard to the beach. It was good there. The food was ok (the time before was tastier), the water was great, and the swim was good with my newly acquired goggles. I also made a big leap in my adventure-seeking path. I swam without a lifejacket! Of course my friend was right beside (or close) with it in case I decided to panic like the last time. But I felt good to have done that. I MAY do it again. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home, washed my hair, watched tv, etc. NO WORK! Then while watching tv I decided that my hair was worthy of some pictures- highly disheveled after being air-dried so I had a photo shoot with myself! It was fun. (For you skeptics, this is not an indication that I've lost my mind...it's part of my attempt to save it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SKeeYUMAMVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nOGEIaf7O0c/s1600-h/PICT1885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SKeeYUMAMVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nOGEIaf7O0c/s320/PICT1885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235327232414593362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SKeev_ox8bI/AAAAAAAAAJA/c36o1y3Hi6I/s1600-h/PICT1863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SKeev_ox8bI/AAAAAAAAAJA/c36o1y3Hi6I/s320/PICT1863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235327639215010226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SKeeYkmPdmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fzJJIEy9cDg/s1600-h/PICT1880b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SKeeYkmPdmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fzJJIEy9cDg/s320/PICT1880b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235327236819613282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SKeeY8yi_OI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bsgYQMnU4-4/s1600-h/PICT1878b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SKeeY8yi_OI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bsgYQMnU4-4/s320/PICT1878b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235327243313675490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now stress-free...until I start the project again. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-1305211028180631057?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/1305211028180631057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=1305211028180631057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1305211028180631057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1305211028180631057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/08/boat-yard-2.html' title='Boat Yard 2'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SKeeYUMAMVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nOGEIaf7O0c/s72-c/PICT1885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-1222265245206286125</id><published>2008-08-10T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:04:39.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean Park</title><content type='html'>Today I was invited to have lunch with the Caringtons (family I go to church with). They have family from Wales and Ireland here. The plan was to go to church, then have lunch, then go sight-seeing. Plans change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set my alarm to get up to be ready for 8. I was ready. Only to realise a missed call on my phone. Returned the call. No church. Ok. So I read a chapter of "A Purpose Driven Life" and went back to bed. Got up about 11, dilly-dallyed a bit. And was ready for 12, the new time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 noon...12:30 p.m....1 p.m. No show. So I called. Oh, I'm just leaving home to come and pick you up. I waited at the top of the road for at least 20 min. Anyways, hungry now but there was more stops. No problem. Got what we needed and headed back to the house (after picking up more people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the house, food was not completely ready. Worms were not happy but I appeased them with some natural juices (HCl, maltase and other acids and enzymes). Plus I got to see some Olympics. Food was finally done and was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went sight-seeing and it was cool. Then we stopped at Ocean Park. That was cool too, especially since I paid $20 (BB) as opposed to the reg $35. We saw sharks and other cute and interesting sea creatures. Some of the pics didn't come out well. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJ_G-_NTuEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Lg4F-UiQMfI/s1600-h/PICT1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJ_G-_NTuEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Lg4F-UiQMfI/s320/PICT1759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233120077449246786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJ_G-YpoXtI/AAAAAAAAAH4/N5gqODDYgY0/s1600-h/PICT1752b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJ_G-YpoXtI/AAAAAAAAAH4/N5gqODDYgY0/s320/PICT1752b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233120067099057874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJ_G_aO3BjI/AAAAAAAAAII/vqv_Z1d0yRk/s1600-h/PICT1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJ_G_aO3BjI/AAAAAAAAAII/vqv_Z1d0yRk/s320/PICT1778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233120084703512114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJ_G__O5D6I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YkKENJ3AihA/s1600-h/PICT1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJ_G__O5D6I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YkKENJ3AihA/s320/PICT1843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233120094635757474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and chilled some more with backpain (not sure why), more olympics and my tempermental laptop. Good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-1222265245206286125?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/1222265245206286125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=1222265245206286125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1222265245206286125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1222265245206286125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/08/ocean-park.html' title='Ocean Park'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJ_G-_NTuEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Lg4F-UiQMfI/s72-c/PICT1759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2549502736108307511</id><published>2008-08-05T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:28:59.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Knight in Style</title><content type='html'>Today was our usual movie day, only this time we decided it wasn't going to be the usual setting but instead we'd watch "Dark Knight" in style. 3 of us met at school and had the rest of the food from the Sunday lyme. We then went to town to meet the 4th person and catch the bus to the mall. We went to the VIP section of Olympus theatre. Sweeet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First order of business in this small yet comfortable place was the potty. There was no crowd; there was no nasty smell; there was clean all over. We paid for our ($20BB) tickets. I decided to order fries. They took a part of tickets and wrote our orders on it. Then they told us to go inside the theatre they will take our orders to us. Sweet! We got inside to be greeted by someone who took us to our assigned leather seat with footrest and enough cushion to make one rather comfortable. The sound was good- no interruptions from noisy kids. Few minutes into the movie our orders came as promised. WOW! About half way through the movie there was a 3-min break (their version of an intermission?! How come the other theatre doesn't have that?!). But hey, who cares?! The seats were so comfy. And spacious. With armrest (which is also cushoined).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJkZUwqg-aI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jC7u2ECxYZE/s1600-h/PICT1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJkZUwqg-aI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jC7u2ECxYZE/s320/PICT1722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231240286618843554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJkZVB7nq0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/rlvLC9E6lMI/s1600-h/PICT1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJkZVB7nq0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/rlvLC9E6lMI/s320/PICT1724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231240291253988162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left there (somewhat grudgingly) and went to take the bus to town and then home. A good day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the movie was cool too. Yeah. It was a bit much for me in some areas (won't give away anything) but let's just say it's cuz I am rather squirmish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go back before I go home. It's not everyday one can go to the movies, sit in style and be served.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2549502736108307511?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2549502736108307511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2549502736108307511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2549502736108307511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2549502736108307511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/08/dark-knight-in-style.html' title='Dark Knight in Style'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJkZUwqg-aI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jC7u2ECxYZE/s72-c/PICT1722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-886127071342445637</id><published>2008-08-04T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:28:48.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridgetown Market</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to church in the morning, but afterwards I went by a friend to lyme and eat so good food and watch tv. We left there and went to Bridgetown Market. We looked at some of the booths, but most of our time was spent being entertained. We got to see a band that was solely engine room from Trinidad. After that, we tuned into the gospel concert. It was cool. Was able to sing along and do some rocking to the beat. We then walked back to Blackrock and I took a bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJdz9eVG-AI/AAAAAAAAAHg/N3SKdoQgBY8/s1600-h/PICT1718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJdz9eVG-AI/AAAAAAAAAHg/N3SKdoQgBY8/s320/PICT1718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230776992164935682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-886127071342445637?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/886127071342445637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=886127071342445637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/886127071342445637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/886127071342445637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/08/bridgetown-market.html' title='Bridgetown Market'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SJdz9eVG-AI/AAAAAAAAAHg/N3SKdoQgBY8/s72-c/PICT1718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7409788881950003841</id><published>2008-08-01T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:26:51.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emancipation</title><content type='html'>To celebrate Emancipation Day, I planned another beach lyme. This one was supposed to be in the morning for a change. We were supposed to meet at 7:30 to get to the beach for 8. That didn't quite work out. We ended up leaving about 8:30 or 9...can't quite tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water was cold. Not quite what we had hoped for but we acclimatised. I had to swim in tights and my swimsuit top since in my rush I left the bottom at home. The water was too funny...at least the things in the water. So there we were chatting and ti!ng. All of a sudden we heard a noise. Flying fish! They kept spooking us from close and afar and had us laughing like idiots. But it's all good. We took a break, had food, and the rains came. So we had to put our bags together in the centre of us four (4) girls and use the only 2 umbrellas to try and shelter. We ended up decided to brave the rain in the water so we positioned the umbrellas to protect the bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left after we saw what was one of the blackest skies I've ever seen. Of course we couldn't escape the rain so we had "fun" walking in the rain back to my friend's house. I changed and watched "Cast Away" and had food prepared by the hosts. Got home, bathed, washed my hair, and relaxed. Work will be done...eventually!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7409788881950003841?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7409788881950003841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7409788881950003841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7409788881950003841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7409788881950003841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/08/emancipation.html' title='Emancipation'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2611335503178325659</id><published>2008-07-29T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:02:24.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation, Get Smart</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had a presentation on climate change to do as a favour. Long story. But I think it went ok. Not too sure what everyone else thinks. One of my friends came with me for support. And it was only to 3 students but I got them participating...at least most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the movies again. We went to see Get Smart for the same $3 (yes, we are students and cheap so we go to the cheap movies). Man that was a funny movie! I made the mistake of drinking some ginger beer post the bathroom break before the movie, so half way through the comedy I wanted to pee. But I was determine not to miss anything so I held it. I was so proud. I will admit I came close to losing it toward to the end of the movie because I laughed so hard, but I made it! Lesson learned. And now I know that intermissions are good for the bladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the theatre and went to the bus stop. And the laughter continued. We saw amazing sites. A mini van (affectionately known as a ZR) came to the bus stop and did just that- stopped. But there was noone to go into van. So it waited...and waited...and blocked the traffic. It stopped in the middle of the road waiting for people who were not coming and no one, not one soul, blew a horn or did anything to get the bus to move. We were all standing there in amazement as we patiently waited for a decent bus which was stuck in the traffic created by said ZR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home in decent time, though I was led to believe I'd have gotten home earlier. Doesn't matter. Two friends stopped by and I chatted with them for a bit. It was cool. I was also able to look at their wedding pics and give them the gift I had for 'em. I think they liked it though it wasn't great or anything since I can' afford much at this point. I came in after and was ticked off by someone who will remain nameless, but I am putting that behind me since I have work to do, tv to watch and sanity to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2611335503178325659?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2611335503178325659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2611335503178325659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2611335503178325659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2611335503178325659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/07/presentation-get-smart.html' title='Presentation, Get Smart'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-3675784941274585396</id><published>2008-07-28T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:29:57.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip, Sea Trip</title><content type='html'>So Sat I had a field trip with the group I'm doing my research paper with. I took the gov bus after a long walk down nuff steps. I happened to miss the stop for the meeting place (since I wasn't sure exactly where I was going) but I am glad I did because I was able to see exactly where I needed to go after passing it (and asking questions), and I  believe the exercise did me good. I was way early and thirsty so I went looking for a shop which I found. I then went back and met with a friend who was tagging along with me. We waited a bit, then the forester (one of rather) came and joined us. And things took a dip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the week I sent the forester a checklist of things I was hoping he would help me to determine on the trip. He responded and I got the impression it was cool. NOT! He seemed clueless when I started discussing it and I was wondering if my email was not clear. He then started talking about other things he thinks are important. And I wondered if he realised that was part of the reason I went ahead and sent him the list before. So that started out with me wanting to scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, the bus left late because people were late. And the driver went out by the main road to wait instead of staying in the parking lot. I don't like not-so-smart stuff like that, esp when I aint in such a great mood. We eventually left and went to the sites...well 2 of 3. It was less fruitful that I hoped but oh well. I used my GPS, I saw places in Bim I hadn't before. Was not a complete waste. Plus I got some Chefette for dinner. (Island Grill is needed here!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the night I got a call from one of the members asking me if I wanted to go out. Sure! We went to Jumbies. It's a bar/diner/live band place. The band Nexus was playing. They were good! Voice quality was pretty decent and the musicans were good as well.  Got home about 2 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SI6bOyOtrwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6VqCYzYguq0/s1600-h/PICT1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SI6bOyOtrwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6VqCYzYguq0/s320/PICT1630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228286895727685378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun I went to a catameran cruise. A friend's cousin's workplace was throwing a send-off for someone who was leaving so they made it accessible to others. So we took the opportunity. It was a nice cruise. Few exceptions- I found out they waste the food (as in literally DUMP all that people do not eat- not taking home, giving away, boxing to take anywhere), the captain person was not overly friendly, I had to walk around without my slippers (as did everyone else) and that aint cool when people have swam and the place is all wet. The view was fantastic. The food was good. The lyme was nice. The going home ticked me off but at least I burnt some calories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SI6bNtqsbJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/UBbhK_37u8g/s1600-h/PICT1677b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SI6bNtqsbJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/UBbhK_37u8g/s320/PICT1677b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228286877322996882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SI6bNzeFJ5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/f--AyorE6f4/s1600-h/PICT1689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SI6bNzeFJ5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/f--AyorE6f4/s320/PICT1689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228286878880704402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SI6bOtnxzEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/b-KQcVOn2VY/s1600-h/PICT1699b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SI6bOtnxzEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/b-KQcVOn2VY/s320/PICT1699b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228286894490635330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had called a taxi to me and another up at 8. He said yes. We get off the boat having enjoyed the stars and cool night air. Tried calling after not seeing him. No answer. Waited a bit. Called again. No answer. I believe I tried about 5 times or so after. No answer. So I ended up walking to a bus stop. Trick is that the walk was LONG and I was in pain and I wanted to pee so belly was really cramping. But I was able to get the blue (gov) bus after we got back to the bus route road and that was Divine intervention! It meant not having to walk down a hill past places I aint too comfortable passing and also I'd be close to home where the bathroom awaited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in two days, I had a trip on land and one on the sea.  Not bad. I had ups and downs and in-betweens. Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-3675784941274585396?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/3675784941274585396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=3675784941274585396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3675784941274585396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3675784941274585396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/07/road-trip-sea-trip.html' title='Road Trip, Sea Trip'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SI6bOyOtrwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6VqCYzYguq0/s72-c/PICT1630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7361810940941429112</id><published>2008-07-23T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:43:17.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kung Fu Hi, Jordans Low</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to see Kung Fu Panda with some friends. And it was hype! I rather liked it. I particularly liked the message it portrayed. I will say no more in case people read this blog and intend to see it after. And the lyme was good as well. And the price- fantastic! Paying $3BB (US$1.50) to see a good movie is a bargain or better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was feeling frustrated and miserable. I want information and feedback and I am beating a comatose horse. So I didn't get as much work done as I'd have hoped. I felt I needed exercise and groceries so I decided to walk about half mile (I think) to the supermarket. A long walk down steps and hills and thru bush and 'cross rocks. I had my music so I was good. I strolled thru the isles, picked what I wanted, and payed a lot for my goods. Then I waited for the shuttle. And waited...and waited. Needless to say after 1.5 hours minimum of waiting I was pissed. And worse, the lady who I went to ask what the deal was told me that next time I should speak to a supervisor (like herself) instead of the person bagging about the shuttle. It seems the person I asked told me that only one was working and that one had Jordans printed on it. So I was kinda pissed to know that the van that was parked in front of me as I waited in the heat outside without Jordans printed on it was a shuttle as well. I had enough (and I think my face showed it). So I called a taxi and went home. And since Murphy loves a laugh, the damn van turns up when the taxi came. But I was not willing to wait another minute so I opted to leave and pay the $15 for the taxi ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I was being frustrated by other little things. But tomorrow I am going to the library, I am gonna plop my butt down for a few hours with my laptop, and get some work done. And God help anyone who tries to tick me off, worse if they succeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Lord, I still have a long way to go. Molding still required.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7361810940941429112?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7361810940941429112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7361810940941429112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7361810940941429112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7361810940941429112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/07/kung-fu-hi-jordans-low.html' title='Kung Fu Hi, Jordans Low'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2516168180440524789</id><published>2008-07-21T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:32:13.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pan in di Sand</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to Pan in di Sand with some of my friends. It was suppose to start at two but since I and I was not feeling the sun and the walking in it, I decided to go with a friend who was driving and who offered to pick me up. So I ended up leaving home after 5 so of course a lot had already happened by the time I got there. What I did catch was decent. Good to hear pan music after a long while of not hearing it. Only wished there was less people though (I know that's selfish but I hate crowds, esp when people smoking). But the lyme was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and idled. Usual ting. Hardly any work for the entire day. But I did go to church, though I didn't quite hear all that went on. Need to focus, need to focus... (sorry Lord!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2516168180440524789?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2516168180440524789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2516168180440524789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2516168180440524789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2516168180440524789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/07/pan-in-di-sand.html' title='Pan in di Sand'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-962786986581068284</id><published>2008-07-16T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T20:36:49.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie and a Library</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to the movies to see Indiana Jones with 2 of my friends. This was after going to school to find out about a GPS device that I am hoping to use for my project. I idled a bit since work was evading me (or vice versa). The movie was cool...at least until the latter part of it where it just got weird...but then again maybe it's because I aint a fan who's followed the story from God knows when...or maybe it's the whole alien thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after the movie we got the government bus (thank God!!) in the rain and went to town to catch another bus to go home. That was the first time I was in town that late and waiting to take a bus that late. And it occurred to me- if I were home I could never dream of doing that. And I was reminded of the issues I had: I want to go home to see my friends and not miss all the lyming, etc. But the flip side is that I give up the security I feel when I am here. Not to say that being is Bim means free from crime, but it's not as prevalent and breathing down your back, ready to strike as it is at home. My friend from Trinidad who was with me was also having similar issues so (sadly) it was good to be able to relate to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went with 2 friends again (one different from yesterday). This time we went to get work done. We went to the Library of the Ministry of Agriculture to see what information was there to help us in our research projects. Oh my goodness! I am scared at the amount of information I am finding out because it means more work and I seem to have an aversion to that recently. Working on it though. It was fun though because we were walking in drizzle and trying to avoid heavy downpours and making jokes on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I got home way earlier and idled. Not a stitch of work. Watched tv, watched a movie, then more tv. And coughed. Tomorrow I will be home since the meeting I had was postponed, so I'll be home fighting with myself to do work. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-962786986581068284?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/962786986581068284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=962786986581068284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/962786986581068284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/962786986581068284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-and-library.html' title='Movie and a Library'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-6747857058027813737</id><published>2008-07-13T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T09:37:30.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Planned Lyme!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, July 12, was the first lyme I planned and I am happy to say it was good! We went to Boat Yard to go to the beach. The "entry fee" was $20BB but was redeemable for food, plus we had access to an iceberg and a trampoline plus beach chairs. It was only 4 of us who went but we had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SHotKnaTg7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/LgctExXCCn8/s1600-h/PICT1614b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SHotKnaTg7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/LgctExXCCn8/s320/PICT1614b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222536378290766770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of us met in town and walked there. We chilled a bit and talked on the deck. Then we went for a dip and the fourth joined us. We ate, chilled a bit more, then ventured back to the water. We had a non-swimmer and someone afraid of depths so two of us had life jackets as we ventured out to the trampolines. We eventually got there and chilled a bit. Then yours truly decided she wanted to try the iceberg. That was fun...and entertaining apparently for those watching. I had difficulties climbing. Then I eventually got on the first "platform" which was like a buoy. Then I tried climbing to the top, but when I got there, the top holds were missing so I couldn't pull myself up. So I went back down and tried another side. Only to discover that side was perhaps more difficult. I ditched the life jacket with the intention of getting to the part to slide down but gravity had other plans. I ended up slipping of. Darn! So I surfaced and treaded a bit. Then panick set in. My eyes were closed and I was screaming to my friend for the life jacket (he was the volunteer to keep it since I knew this would happen). I stopped freaking out when I had it around me again. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my other friends were laughing. One even said it reminded her of ABC's show Wipeout! Glad they had fun watching... Someone else who was watching came up to the trampoline to see if I was ok. Oh Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SHotKYzlrCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GxuLUlD1tMI/s1600-h/PICT1627b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SHotKYzlrCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GxuLUlD1tMI/s320/PICT1627b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222536374370282530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a good deal of time on the trampoline chilling. We eventually left when it was becoming crowded with other people. We swam around a bit then went to get changed. Then I played pool with my friend who claimed to not be good at it. Yah right! Dude whopped my butt! But it was fun. I got home some 10 hours later having thoroughly enjoyed myself and a couple shades darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record, this was the second time that week I was going to the beach. I am so proud of myself. So I guess I am not as anti-beach as some think I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-6747857058027813737?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/6747857058027813737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=6747857058027813737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6747857058027813737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6747857058027813737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-planned-lyme.html' title='First Planned Lyme!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SHotKnaTg7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/LgctExXCCn8/s72-c/PICT1614b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4949748651066574410</id><published>2008-07-02T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:27:42.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades are In..All of 'em!</title><content type='html'>I have all my grades now...well I've had them for a week at least. And I think it's safe to say my average is an A. That means if I can miraculously scrape myself up and do a fantastic job on my research paper and get an A I will get a distinction for my degree. And I have to and do believe in miracles. At the rate I am going, things are not looking so hot. But I believe God will come through for me...I just need to put a bit more effort into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: PhD? MPhil? What's that?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4949748651066574410?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4949748651066574410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4949748651066574410' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4949748651066574410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4949748651066574410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/07/grades-are-inall-of-em.html' title='Grades are In..All of &apos;em!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-5563966636206832350</id><published>2008-06-22T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T20:03:20.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De Heart uh Barbados</title><content type='html'>Today was the day I chose to do De Heart uh Barbados. This is an annual event (apparently) that is coordinated by the Natural Heritage Department (NHD). And I must say I am happy I took part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with a friend (classmate). We met early in Bridgetown to catch the bus from there to the venues. I pushed for early because I figured not many people would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first stop was the Harrison's Cave. I went once already but I still enjoyed going back. My friend who I was with was going for the first time and she enjoyed it also. We were happy we decided to go there first because the lines we saw after our tour was rather long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF8MXh9JNHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7Wh-QQ5aXFc/s1600-h/PICT1463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214900491909674098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF8MXh9JNHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7Wh-QQ5aXFc/s320/PICT1463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF8MXe2pQrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/26PM0d-H_AE/s1600-h/PICT1470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214900491077108402" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" height="324" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF8MXe2pQrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/26PM0d-H_AE/s320/PICT1470.JPG" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second stop was Aerial Trek. I must say I was somewhat relaxed and at peace until they started talking about it. They told us about the depth, the safety stuff, etc. On top of that, we had to sign a waiver so they won't be liable in case of... Anyways, we EVENTUALLY got to good stuff and the rain came tumbling down...it only lasted a few minutes though (thank God). It seems rain causes faster speeds. Yet another scare. We had the option of trying the first zip and opting out, thereafter progressing up the "walk of shame". But after I went the first zip, I was excited and my adrenaline was pumping! Unfortunately this initial excitment caused me to hurt my arm because I forgot to break slowly and ended up having to stop suddenly. But no horrors! I proceeded on to the remaining 6 zips and enjoyed everyone! And the best part, I have pictures to prove that I did it. There were some who did not get to experience this adventure because they were not as early- the volumes caused them to have a rather early cut-off time. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF8MXE4xVtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DH-oRua010A/s1600-h/PICT1494b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214900484106704594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF8MXE4xVtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DH-oRua010A/s320/PICT1494b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that rush, we went to get food! I didn't have breakfast...unless one counts some rough tops and purified water. So we were all too anxious to stuff our mouths before proceeding on. The driver for the shuttle (from the Aerial Trek back to the "assembly area") felt the need to let us suffer. But we eventually got to the craft market area (after catching another bus from the "assembly area"). The food wasn't bad actually (it's better to be pleasantly surprised I say!). We then caught the shuttle and went to Welchman Hall Gully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welchman Hall Gully was a nature walk. Can't put it any other way. Some may find it boring. Others (like myself) found it interesting... not overly exciting, but interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF8MYEgoCHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jajopHyQ2ik/s1600-h/PICT1501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214900501185300594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF8MYEgoCHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jajopHyQ2ik/s320/PICT1501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we proceeded to the Flower Forest. Not much to say really. It had lots of flowers and I was somewhat expecting more. It was cool none-the-less. It also had some nice views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF8MYVbqSaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ouXIavdKKEs/s1600-h/PICT1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214900505727879586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF8MYVbqSaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ouXIavdKKEs/s320/PICT1558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, we went back to the craft market and chilled a bit. My friend bought some cat tail something (yuck) and I settled for a snow cone. We were able to see some performances , but then had enough (since we were tired, especially my friend who had come back from Norway the day before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home about 7:30 p.m., having left home at about 7 a.m. But the day was good, exciting, fun... a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-5563966636206832350?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/5563966636206832350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=5563966636206832350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5563966636206832350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5563966636206832350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/06/de-heart-uh-barbados.html' title='De Heart uh Barbados'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF8MXh9JNHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7Wh-QQ5aXFc/s72-c/PICT1463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7894347110570995091</id><published>2008-06-21T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T08:47:10.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Friend to Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was a good day. The rain that started at the begining was threatening to interrupt that, but it didn't. In the afternoon, I went to see my friend from Jamaica who was here for a conference. We chatted and ate, then she went to another meeting, then more chatting and catching up and bonding. We left the hotel and went to The 19th Hole to chill and play pool while we waited for some of her other friends to join us for dinner. She whopped my butt at pool (which took forever seeing we're amateurs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF0hrYiYGuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/il6a8DPpKzE/s1600-h/PICT1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214360972769630946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF0hrYiYGuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/il6a8DPpKzE/s320/PICT1394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF0hrnnutZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/loQoZk_4CZQ/s1600-h/PICT1392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214360976818615698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF0hrnnutZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/loQoZk_4CZQ/s320/PICT1392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards, we went to Bubbas to eat. Food was ok but it was all about the lyme. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF0hr6Q6AuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/r6x-MCvm5Dg/s1600-h/PICT1396b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214360981823161058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF0hr6Q6AuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/r6x-MCvm5Dg/s320/PICT1396b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went back to her hotel to collect the stuff I had left there and called a taxi and went home sometimes between 1-2 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was indeed a good day following up on a good day the day before. And this is a good way to celebrate this my 50th post on this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7894347110570995091?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7894347110570995091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7894347110570995091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7894347110570995091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7894347110570995091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-friend-to-visit.html' title='First Friend to Visit'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SF0hrYiYGuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/il6a8DPpKzE/s72-c/PICT1394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4993134326272570351</id><published>2008-06-19T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:55:19.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SYS</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called UWI to find out about how to extend the amount of time I get on my student visa as it made no sense to get it when it expires in August and I will be here way beyond that. The told me I needed to fill out a form and get passport pictures. No problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a 12noon lunch date with my friend from Belize and her bf. So I caught the blue bus (the nice ones) and got the town. Went to the place I am familiar with (that's cheaper than the rest) to get my pictures taken. Left there and went to see another friend who works in town. That was cool. Chatted a while, then went to browse books to kill time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had lunch at Big Johns. Food was ok I suppose. Then all four less one went to Bathsheeba (very much unplanned). We got to the bus stand in-time and rode the bus for about an hour to get to Bathsheeba (a somewhat unnerving ride but I survived). It was worth it. The company was good. The views were good. The feeling of being able to roll up my pants legs and take off my slippers and walk in the sand and water was absolutely wonderful and exhilerating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFs0vo8q86I/AAAAAAAAAFY/jBAEj2HO81A/s1600-h/PICT1300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818986661868450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFs0vo8q86I/AAAAAAAAAFY/jBAEj2HO81A/s320/PICT1300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFs0vZi4vUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wDiqQTb-Y-8/s1600-h/PICT1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818982527188290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFs0vZi4vUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wDiqQTb-Y-8/s320/PICT1298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFs0wO_4QpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/f5_ftZT0LaI/s1600-h/PICT1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818996875870866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFs0wO_4QpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/f5_ftZT0LaI/s320/PICT1333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFs0v6-Fe5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/CASuYgq2kvE/s1600-h/PICT1340b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818991499639698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFs0v6-Fe5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/CASuYgq2kvE/s320/PICT1340b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After such a good trip, I was invited to enjoy an evening on the Harbour Master. And I am happy I went because it was a really enjoyable night. I met some familiar and not so familiar faces from the Mona campus of UWI and was able to get contact info from some. I was also able to have a one-on-one chat with someone who I found rather interesting. Learnt a lot about the man behind the face I see so often when I catch the UWI bus. I was able to see white people "dance". The food was nice and the rain was short-lived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the last day I am gonna see my friend before she goes home to Belize...at least for now. I am really happy I got to spend the time with her and her bf. So I say "see you soon".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4993134326272570351?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4993134326272570351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4993134326272570351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4993134326272570351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4993134326272570351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/06/see-ya-soon.html' title='SYS'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFs0vo8q86I/AAAAAAAAAFY/jBAEj2HO81A/s72-c/PICT1300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-3907811161887585290</id><published>2008-06-15T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:22:59.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mrs. Best!</title><content type='html'>So today was not only Fathers' Day but also Mrs. Best's birthday...and her 90th at that! I was happy to be a part of the celebrations. I was happy to sing at the celebrations (which was well-received thank God). The food was good. The company was good. The hotel was nice. And I was flowery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFXa3sN5JsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ixaot3X7wno/s1600-h/PICT1216b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212312794048308930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFXa3sN5JsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ixaot3X7wno/s320/PICT1216b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home, chatted a bit, then was invited to go to the Logos II so I went. It was late (after 8 or so), but I wanted to go since I found out today that today was the last day. Found this out on the way from the dinner. Called up my Tobagonian friend to come along so that was really nice. Took my mind off not-so-pleasant happenings just before and created a nicer ending to a day that started out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFWJss21mxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/knMHvin82tc/s1600-h/PICT1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-3907811161887585290?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/3907811161887585290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=3907811161887585290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3907811161887585290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3907811161887585290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-mrs-best.html' title='Happy Birthday Mrs. Best!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SFXa3sN5JsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ixaot3X7wno/s72-c/PICT1216b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-5399663988229841416</id><published>2008-06-10T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:03:51.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inactive?</title><content type='html'>Weelll...I haven't posted much in a while but a lot has happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to Berts to lyme with my classmates as a final horah. That was nice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Graemhall and the beach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had my final exam and started knitting on the same day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Broke down couple times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I now have my research paper to do. I am taking a few days break to get my mental state in a decent way (at least better than it is now and was before). Hopefully that goes well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-5399663988229841416?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/5399663988229841416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=5399663988229841416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5399663988229841416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5399663988229841416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/06/inactive.html' title='Inactive?'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-3822949280196438647</id><published>2008-05-26T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:20:38.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Step</title><content type='html'>A lot has happened since I last posted and soon I will (I hope) do a summary post to talk about it. But today is special in that I met some really nice people who I will be working with for my research paper and I am now kinda excited about it yet scared at the same time because, after all, it is research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step was last Fri when I met with two members of the group. They invited me to the meeting tonight. It was rough in starting (the meeting tonight that is) but it picked up and I asked a few questions and stuff. So it looks like it'll be a good, fun, exciting, scary summer of work and play and hoping to God I get an A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-3822949280196438647?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/3822949280196438647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=3822949280196438647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3822949280196438647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3822949280196438647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/05/second-step.html' title='Second Step'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2918507765886224874</id><published>2008-04-25T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T19:30:31.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solar Dynamics</title><content type='html'>Today our field trip took us to the plant of Solar Dynamics where we saw how they make solar water heaters. It was a very interesting, enlighting and entertaining trip and I am happy I went. I also got to hold a photovoltaic panel (10W) for the first time and it was really nice!! (May sound stranger- oh well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think, however, this other field trip I have for the next week and a half will be way better and more informative. Looking forward to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2918507765886224874?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2918507765886224874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2918507765886224874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2918507765886224874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2918507765886224874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/04/solar-dynamics.html' title='Solar Dynamics'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-9118998247026133358</id><published>2008-04-21T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:10:19.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE in Practice!</title><content type='html'>I've now gone 2 weeks, 1 day into the most exciting course yet. This one deals with mitigation and adaptation to climate change impacts. It addresses how we can use technology, etc to reduce our continued pollution and also more cost-effective (mostly) measures, such as renewable energy technologies to protect ourselves from rising oil prices, etc. Needless to say I love it! Right up my alley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Friday I had the pleasure of going to a house. It was that of the Consulate of Ghana (Hon) who happens to also be a medical practitioner (Dr). He has solar panels installed at his house as well as a wind turbine. He showed us how he was able to run his entire medical practice (including air conditioning) on the power generated (he pays US$3-4 each month and that is roughly the cost of the meter) and how he was able to cut is bill from his house from about US$600 to US$40-50 per month, all running on the same system. We got to see first hand how the different components are connected and their workings. Additionally, he also has his own water from his own tank and all that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That further served to inspire me! I ended up making several calls to J'ca (after online searching) to find companies that deal with these alternative energies. I found 3 and I know there is more. Overall they were expensive, but quite doable. (Need more info? Contact me) I am hoping to be able to help convert my place of abode into such a place, even starting out small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to another place on Fri. This is where they make solar water heaters so that should be another exciting trip. Looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-9118998247026133358?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/9118998247026133358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=9118998247026133358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/9118998247026133358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/9118998247026133358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/04/re-in-practice.html' title='RE in Practice!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2801382510179847920</id><published>2008-04-06T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:13:03.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanity Break Part 3</title><content type='html'>Well I spent the last couple of days of the break fighting the flu and I'm happy that it didn't get worse than it did. I went to town on Sat because I stayed home Thur and Fri and had a need to go out. On Fri I ended up ordering KFC (yeah, they deliver). It took over an hour and the excuse was rain, but hey. I didn't push it. Also, the fries were just as horrible as the ones I had earlier in the week. But it was either that or twice the amount for pizza and call me cheap but I wasn't feeling to spend so much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my "touring" friend and we both went to town on Sat. I got a few things I needed. We ate pizza. Then took the bus home. Came home, slept, woke up and chatted with a friend I hadn't spoken to much in a while so that was cool. Also spoke to my family and that was also cool. Spent the few min before bed watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun was church at Jackson. It was cool too. Got a pen and pencil set because of my first time visit. After that I went to the Carrington's home to have lunch and that was nice...except I slept during the 1st hour waiting for them to prepare the stuff. Came home, slept (not very well) and then woke up, ironed and watched tv. A nice, peaceful, ordinary end to the break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2801382510179847920?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2801382510179847920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2801382510179847920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2801382510179847920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2801382510179847920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/04/sanity-break-part-3.html' title='Sanity Break Part 3'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-1645412236230658409</id><published>2008-04-03T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:18:51.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanity Break Part 2</title><content type='html'>My break continued with a trip to Harrison's Caves. At first we were contemplating whether or not we should go since it was raining, but then we decided to venture out and hope for the best. So a friend and I who live in the same general area took the UWI bus to town and waited for another friend. We then took the the bus to the caves. The one we took was a bit off the road that leads to the caves so we ended up walking a bit but it was cool. We got to experience the real country air with the lack of exhaust and wonderful sty smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our UWI IDs, we paid $15 BB instead of $40 and $30 for non-nationals and locals respectively. The caves were actually kinda cool...and slighty daunting. But it was a good experience I think. They had these tram-type cars and tour guides that "twanged". Real touristy thing they got going there. But it was cool....and daunting...and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left there and walked back to the place from whence we walked before. At first we were going to go to Welchman Gully, but then the entrance was a bit further than anticipated so we went to the bus stop to wait (there is only so much walking hungy people are willing to do in the sun). We eventually got a bus and got to town really hungry so we headed straight for food. I had pizza; had better, had worse (I think), but thankful for it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was our day to stay home and rest. But it seems Wed night leading into Thurs I had some kinda bug. During the day on Thurs I was kinda lousy-feeling, but I've felt worse and it wasn't overly bad. I watched tv a lot. My close-to-mid-night snack was hot limeade and wholewheat biscult flavoured with non-drowsy multi-symptom and a gulp of regular, room temperature and pressure water straight from the tap. Hopefully I will wake up feeling a lot better as I have plans to go out on the road to do more sight-seeing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-1645412236230658409?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/1645412236230658409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=1645412236230658409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1645412236230658409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1645412236230658409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/04/sanity-break-part-2.html' title='Sanity Break Part 2'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7210683221986769356</id><published>2008-04-01T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:35:56.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Incomp</title><content type='html'>Sometime last week I went to the doc. I was feeling nauseous for couple days and I could not attribute it to anything. There were other stuff but they aint that important. But I was amazed at this lady who considers herself a doc for students and other people (I think she has a private practice as well). I tell her what my issue is. She attributes it to stress. I should point out that she has not asked my diet, if I am having sex or any other info I believe could have determine why I was feeling that way. I doubt I wear a sign that sings "Virgin" or that my eyes were shouting "stress!!". In any case, that made me view her as very incompetent. Sadly, others will agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a twisted reflection of UWI on the whole? Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7210683221986769356?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7210683221986769356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7210683221986769356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7210683221986769356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7210683221986769356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/04/dr-incomp.html' title='Dr. Incomp'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7973561908806031451</id><published>2008-04-01T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:27:42.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanity Break Part 1</title><content type='html'>So as of 3 something last Friday, my sanity break started and I have been enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri I chilled at home, slept and watched tv. It was wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat I watched Transformers for the 2nd time while ironing, then I went to a mall to chill with a friend. I bought me some frescante espresso and boy it was good! I also bought roti and chicken. We then walked around and looked and bought a few stuff here and there. After we left there, I went to the Errol Barrow Centre for Creative Imagination for a play entitled "For Coloured Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow Is Enuf". It was interesting...not quite like other plays I have seen. Will leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I went to church in St. George. It was the Greens C.O.G and it was cool. Left there, came home, ate, slept, woke up and watched tv. Another good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I went to Sheraton Mall again, but this time it was by bus and this time I was with another friend. We got there early and hungry, so we went to KFC. Sigh. I decided to buy a chicked sandwhich that we call a zinger. It had the zing but it lacked the size and FRESH vegetables I am used to. The fries were a mess! They were horrible! I thought the J'can fries were lacking but I would have MUCH prefered those to whatever these people served. At least the 7up was ok. For the record- not a good 1st impression since this is my first time eating KFC since being here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left KFC and walked the mall about 2.5 times (at least). Sometime during our walk, we decided to see if the movie theatre was open for us to get tickets. Our 1st visit was futile. The girl didn't know what movies were showing and could only give a vague idea of what time the booth would open. We return sometimer after the estimated time and it's still not open. So we go back upstairs to the theatre to enquire. This is when we met the projectionist who was really nice. He gave us the schedule and told us about the specials and made his recommendations. After that, we ended up changing our plans, because at 1st we were gonna watch a 7pm movie. But we realise that we could see one at 4 and get home via bus instead of taxi which was rather expensive. So that's what we did. We saw 10 000 B.C. and I thought it was cool. (Btw, the girl to which I referred to in the beginning is the girl at the ticket booth...communication is a big thing that seems to be lacking apparently).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to town an caught the UWI bus to campus, then the bus to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday we set out at 11. We went to town and then took a bus to go to the museum. That was interesting and cool. I recognised a lot of the artefacts based on my previous work in a museum. We then went back to town to catch another bus to go to the $2BB movie and get lunch as well...Sheraton must know us well by now. The movie was cool. Unlike the damn bus we took back to town. We got on this bus and the min I got on I regretted it. It was apparently in a race with another and the driver was drving like an ass! What pissed me off most was when we were close to the terminal. It was racing to beat the other bus and almost ran into the behind of a car that stopped to allow a pedestrian to cross the road! The man could have killed people! Fortunately no cars were coming in the opposite direction because he would have collided with them, and fortunately the pedestrial was on the other side because she would have been seriously hit and the hospital being close was no comfort at all! I was pissed! And more so when I didn't say anything! I wanted to go back and remind him that he's not playing with the lives of animals or just an empty bus but people's lives!!!! But I didn't. Bad girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to take the UWI bus to campus but the other bus left just as we were walking to it. Not cool. We decided waiting an hour wasn't worth it so we decided to take the regular bus home and hope we get a good one. On top of missing the bus, we caught the rain. Good thing it stopped for our walk home in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired, but I'd say I had a good day and looking forward to having more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7973561908806031451?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7973561908806031451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7973561908806031451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7973561908806031451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7973561908806031451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/04/sanity-break-part-1.html' title='Sanity Break Part 1'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-738135966573944466</id><published>2008-03-28T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T20:58:28.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter and Beyond</title><content type='html'>The Easter weekend was one of fun, work, sleep, church, relaxation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thur (Holy) we had classes but it was not beyond the afternoon so we stayed a bit at school and did some work, then I went home. Fri I stayed home and fasted and did more work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went to school to work on a group project but didn't end up staying very long which was fine with me. I then left to go to town, but I was terribly disgusted by the music that was playing in the bus that I came off and went to a supermarket instead. I got some of what I wanted; others I was not willing to pay their prices and I know I could wait. Caught a decent bus home and chilled a bit. In the night, classmates and I went to the Oistins Fish Festival. It was cool. We waited for food for a bit. The food was not the greatest. I danced a bit (and was told I could be drunk), we chatted and walked and took pics. I happened to have left my keys at home that night but fortunately my landlady was up and didn't mind having to let me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up at about 5 am to get ready for church. That was new for me because Easter Sun services I am used to are at 9am. But it was cool. I got to be home early and sleep before getting up to do more work. Monday I did more work...nothing much to speak of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the week, I had classes, work on another group project plus an individual one. I ended having to contact people back home but I think I did ok. It was indeed a relief to submit the reports and be free to enjoy and rest for my sanity break that I have been waiting for for a while now. Now I need to decide what I am going to do with my friends and plan accordingly because I really want to enjoy this week and renew my sanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-738135966573944466?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/738135966573944466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=738135966573944466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/738135966573944466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/738135966573944466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-and-beyond.html' title='Easter and Beyond'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-6732298249610855681</id><published>2008-03-16T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:03:19.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Adventures Indeed!</title><content type='html'>So this weekend was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a new course on Thursday that is called Environmental Impact Assessment. We got group assignments, one of which required us to visit different places as groups. At first our choices were limited (sea mamal or plantation stuff), but then at the last minute she threw in another one about wind farms and I was sold!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our group had 4 people, the other 2 groups 5 each. One member of our group (default) was not at school (or in the island). So the 3 there planned our strategy. So Fri morning we set out to visit a wind turbine in St. Lucy and then the site we're proposing to put up more in St. John. The taxi we took was a cool; the driver was like a tour guide and even stopped for us to visit the Mt Gay factory and take pictures at scenic locations during the trip at no extra charge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R93EAnLB88I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ECmwGiqPql4/s1600-h/PICT1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178510661340230594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R93EAnLB88I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ECmwGiqPql4/s320/PICT1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R93ENXLB89I/AAAAAAAAAEI/XRFYXls1onI/s1600-h/PICT1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178510880383562706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R93ENXLB89I/AAAAAAAAAEI/XRFYXls1onI/s320/PICT1090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R93DxHLB87I/AAAAAAAAAD4/PB_w64Pug1E/s1600-h/PICT1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178510395052258226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R93DxHLB87I/AAAAAAAAAD4/PB_w64Pug1E/s320/PICT1057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home I started to feel sick and I also got a headache, so I slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday was not so hot. I was supposed to go to town with a friend but felt sick and was in pain so that didn't work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday I went to church in Boscobel, St. Peter. It was nice. I left there and then went to the Kendal Sports Club to go "paintballing" (I think that's what it's called). And boy that was fun! Admitedly it was scary at first to hear the guns go off and holding it and all, but once on the field, it was scary as well as exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R93OE3LB9AI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wEz4_5A-m7U/s1600-h/PICT1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178521729470952450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R93OE3LB9AI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wEz4_5A-m7U/s320/PICT1120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above is me in gear, and unfortunately I did not get to take a pic with the guns but we plan to go back so no horrors. We decided to split the team into the courses since half of us were climate change and the other in the coastal stream. On the field, it so happens that he (guide/owner) decided to split us and ended up spliting the group into exactly how we decided we were gonna split it. The first section involved grabbing a flag in the centre and returning unhit to the corner you belong to. If one is shot (with or without the flag), you must return to the corner, count to 5, and then return to the game. The first round in section 1, my team got the flag. We switched ends of the field and the other team got it on the second round. The third round was mine- I braved the shots and went to get the flag. And boy was that an adrenaline rush. I hear dem balls hot and I hate pain but I managed to go through without anyone hitting me. The last round (second section) was just shooting the other team. So happens that there wasn't really a winner since most people ran out of shots including myself (mainly because I shared some of mine and some fell out the canister holding them while I was running).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that tiring exercise, we chilled inside and waited for our taxi. I got home and ate (and headache kinda went) and relaxed. Work awaits, but I doubt tonight is that night. We'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I can say I had a good weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-6732298249610855681?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/6732298249610855681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=6732298249610855681' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6732298249610855681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6732298249610855681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-adventures-indeed.html' title='New Adventures Indeed!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R93EAnLB88I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ECmwGiqPql4/s72-c/PICT1072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2774637235590928026</id><published>2008-03-07T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T10:15:33.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Morning that Could be Beter or Worse</title><content type='html'>Today we had a group presentation to do that is worth 25% of our final grades for this course of Vulnerability to Climate Change and Impact Assessment. The didn't quite start out right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late. Not because the alarm didn't go off, but because I was tired (left school 10 something) and got much "extra" sleep. On my way out, I grabbed my watch (nice, brown, leather-band watch that I treasure very much) and stuck it in my pocket so I could put it on on my way. I step outside (in slippers) and it starts to rain. Great! Already late so no turning back for shoes. Then half way to the NCF parking lot where I am supposed to meet the bus, I go looking into my pocket for the watch and realise that it isn't there. This turns my mood further down. I get to the car park and wait...wait...wait! The damn UWI bus didn't come at all. So seeing this was after 8 and my presentation is at 9, I go to catch a bus. The ZRs (mini-buses) were all full or playing loud music (and still relatively full), so we waited for the blue bus (Transport Authority/gov. buses) to come since we saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to school in time, but things would have been sooo much better had the morning started out better. What is worse is that I thought about turning back to look for my precious watch and take the regular bus to school, but decided not to, so I kept mentally beating myself up because had I done that, I would have been able to get to school on-time and not waste time waiting on the UWI bus that did not turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presentations we ok I think. I was less than perfect because somehow I managed to zone-out a bit during it (while I am presenting, yes). So that being over, it means I can now try hard to focus on the material more in-depth for the exam scheduled for Wed. Long days ahead...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2774637235590928026?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2774637235590928026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2774637235590928026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2774637235590928026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2774637235590928026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/03/bad-morning-that-could-be-beter-or.html' title='Bad Morning that Could be Beter or Worse'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-6328718903730533732</id><published>2008-03-05T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:16:21.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades</title><content type='html'>Last semester I could say I did pretty well. All A's. One course this semester already produced a (surprising) A, and more grades are yet to come. I will keep believing that I did well-enough to continue this streak, but truth be told, only God knows. One of the two grades I do not have is for a course that I've had issues with (to put it mildly), so I'm hoping...I really do want a distinction for this MSc. degree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-6328718903730533732?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/6328718903730533732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=6328718903730533732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6328718903730533732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6328718903730533732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/03/grades.html' title='Grades'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-3448490737224082007</id><published>2008-03-02T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:38:19.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Bim 4 days now, and unfortunately I am not sure things are getting better. Last couple days were somewhat surreal, particularly when I recalled grandma's funeral. But today somehow it hit home a bit and that, plus others things that I will not mention just had me down. Couldn't focus well. It's sad though considering the day started out well- I went to church, took communion and went to Sunday School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 1 week of classes for this course left, and the exam is next Wed. I NEED to regain focus. So I am praying hard that I do. I cannot afford to fail or start doing poorly having come this far. And I am working hard to honour Grandma so failure is not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to walking out in faith and declaring another A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-3448490737224082007?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/3448490737224082007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=3448490737224082007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3448490737224082007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3448490737224082007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/03/down.html' title='Down'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-3299246753195688218</id><published>2008-02-17T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T13:51:39.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the last two weeks, I've gone into mangroves through some not-so-pretty water, been to the beach to monitor sea urchins and seagrass, and snorkelled over corals to observed monitoring of those. I've also gone through a gully. This all for a course called Measurement and Analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have fun, but only because I was able to use them to distract me from the fact that I lost my grandmother and I've still not fully come to terms with it. After all these trips, after I've left all the work and company, that's when it all went downhill and I cried in the privacy of my room with noone to bother or comfort me. But I have to keep pushing. Because a week ago when I got the terrible news, I made a pledge to dedicate this degree to my grandma and I can't let her down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-3299246753195688218?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/3299246753195688218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=3299246753195688218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3299246753195688218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3299246753195688218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-last-two-weeks-ive-gone-into.html' title=''/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-6461713029214991452</id><published>2008-02-02T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T22:18:49.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What-a-Depth!</title><content type='html'>Sun last I woke up after not sleeping very well, and I had a headache. I still got ready and went to church and was happy I did. I learnt a lot, some of which was about the degraded mental state of some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no classes during the week so Monday I stayed home. On Tuesday I went to school to work on an assignment with my classmates. It was interesting to say the least, because we were all baffled by one of the questions. After that I went to catch the UWI bus to go home and bwoy dat laptop heavy! Went back to school on Wednesday to study in the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was supposed to be the day the class went on the sub-marine. We got to school and found out after waiting that it was postponed because the waters were not clear. Great! So I went to the supermarket which took a LONG time (not happy about that) and then finally got their shuttle to take me home (for free of course)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back on Friday and thank God the water had cleared. So we went to the venue and waited for our time. I bought a necklace in the gift shop as a keepsake (other things I wanted to buy were a tad pricey)! We went into a boat which took us out to the submarine, then we boarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R6VanbfKCYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Tx-YU3UF0qI/s1600-h/PICT1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162632181289978242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R6VanbfKCYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Tx-YU3UF0qI/s320/PICT1016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cool yet slightly scary climbing down the steps into the sub, especially since I wanted to make sure the person above wouldn't slip and fall on me (bad, I know). I took a seat at the front so I could see to the sides and front quite easily. So while we waited for all to board, we had to endure ocean motions that were not too great. I felt a tad weird and some got sick. Things went well after we descended. And it was beautiful to be down in the ocean! We went to about 143 ft. I will admit I was expecting a bit more than I saw, but none-the-less it was really fascinating and exciting and a learning experience on top of it all. I think we spent about 45 min under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R6Vaz7fKCZI/AAAAAAAAADY/vNRosm-onqc/s1600-h/PICT1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162632396038343058" style="WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" height="293" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R6Vaz7fKCZI/AAAAAAAAADY/vNRosm-onqc/s320/PICT1020.JPG" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R6VbFbfKCaI/AAAAAAAAADg/u0b7SQ7hEtY/s1600-h/PICT1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162632696686053794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R6VbFbfKCaI/AAAAAAAAADg/u0b7SQ7hEtY/s320/PICT1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, the group I was with went on a bit of an excursion and it was a really good bonding experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sat (today) I woke up earlier than I thought I would, and did some washing. I also studied online with a friend and that was cool (productive too). Tonight I am attending a birthday party for a friend and I'm looking forward to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-6461713029214991452?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/6461713029214991452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=6461713029214991452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6461713029214991452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6461713029214991452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-week.html' title='What-a-Depth!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R6VanbfKCYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Tx-YU3UF0qI/s72-c/PICT1016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-1987133397619902934</id><published>2008-01-25T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T10:21:29.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Weeks Back</title><content type='html'>In the two weeks I've been back, I've:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;caught the flu, got rid of it, and developed a very annoying cough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;done a presentation (seems it's gonna haunt me).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had two weeks of classes that were supposed to span three weeks. We decided to double up so we could a week off for studying and so the lecturer can go home to his wife who's recovering.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gone to a birthday get-together and had my tush squeezed by a seat-belt thing (that happens when 7 people are squeezed into a car made for 5).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gone to a bbq and made a new friend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gone to church.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spent WAY too much money, but won't need to spend much again for a little while (Pricesmart can do that).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;That about sums it up. This weekend shall be mixed- study and rest and idling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's to a good weekend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-1987133397619902934?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/1987133397619902934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=1987133397619902934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1987133397619902934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1987133397619902934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/01/2-weeks-back.html' title='2 Weeks Back'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4235898657130825282</id><published>2008-01-25T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T10:06:07.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey Back</title><content type='html'>So after how many weeks (of being away from the blog and Bim) I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey back to Bim began Jan 12. Started too early. Left for the airport about 7 a.m. Got to the airport quite in-time; I had no lines to join. I went straight to the counter and did my thing. Then I went back outside to the waiting team (dad and cousin) and headed to buy patties to take back with me. Sigh. I called the Tastee place from the day before and PRE-ORDERED two boxes of patties. Got there and it took over half hour to get them! Needless to say I was NOT amused because I made sure to ask about the time they would be ready. And worse, they cost more than Sugar and Spice patties by J$300+, so that added to my frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the flight was ontime to Mobay. But new rules. Instead of waiting in the waiting area directly from the aircraft, I had to walk through it (yes, the same place I am gonna be returning to) and go through some metal detectors and put my bags through x-rays again! Got stopped by a cop who asked me where I heading to and why. Procedure I guess...or maybe I looked thuggish. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I left there and went up stairs and through tunnels and got back to the same place I coulda jolly well stay instead of all that hassle. Anyways, I did hungry by this time so I went straight to Margueritaville and had some rather expensive food. It was quite relaxing as I sat under the light and read a novel and ate at my own leisure. After a while it was getting too noisy and I could barely hear the annoucements and decided to wait outside, but I seem to have had perfect timing (and so did the aircraft for a nice change). I waitied and then boarded. Smooth sailing. Had amply space to put my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While people were piling into the aircraft, I noticed that outside of there being tons of white, young people, one person had a thing with St. Georges University on it. Hmm... It wasn't until we were airbound that I realised that I would be landing in Grenada before Barbados. I was not amused that the ticket gave no such indications and I had to find this out while airbound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of the re-route (as I call it), the flight was NOT smooth. Now for someone who is developing a fear of flying that is not a very good thing. I prayed much. I tried to read. Apparently they encountered unexpected turbelence...this after the pilot announced that it'd be smooth sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We landed in Grenada fairly smoothly (thank God). People got off, people got on. I ended up switching seats with a girl who wanted to be close to her mom. No horrors. Got to Bim in about half hour. But before we landed I had to inhale a pesticide that apparently is required by Barbados. Went through to customs without much problems (good thing I had my UWI ID), and had to then figure out which of the 3 baggage areas to look for my luggage (minor info it seems that it's not worthy of annoucement). But I got my stuff and then went through to dem people who search through tings. Fortunately he was in a good mood and all he did was run my stuff through an x-ray machine (so much radiation can't be good), chatted with me about how we messing up ourselves in the Caribbean, and then sent me on my way. I waited about 10 min before I was in my landlady's car and heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the adventures continue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4235898657130825282?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4235898657130825282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4235898657130825282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4235898657130825282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4235898657130825282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2008/01/journey-back.html' title='Journey Back'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-6645135399576056748</id><published>2007-12-14T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T19:22:48.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since the last post...</title><content type='html'>Much has happened since I last posted. I hope I can recall them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had a group report and presentation to participate in. My group initially had 5, then the Costa Rican dude went home leaving four. Then priorities took another member leaving 3. I think we did well enough. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two days after I had my first exam. Went well (I suppose an A could count as such)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I spoke to one of the lecturers for a course and found out that a group failed a group project (which I realised could potentially mean they failed the course). I had a hard time forgetting that bit and only mentioned it to a few people. We decided to not freak anyone out and made a pact to keep it to ourselves. Of course we didn't know which group had failed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a rather unsuccessful study session on Sat following exam. Weekend was somewhat similar- not focused and could not get much work done.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Week of studying by myself and with a friend online (which was really helpful and cool)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Second exam was...ahm...interesting. I found out 2 days before the exam how the structure was going to be and I only found out because I emailed and asked. Apparently it was not on the main agenda to inform students. I should also mention that the response had the whole class in a "What the...?!?!" frame of mind. 8 questions in 3 hours...hmmm. I have no idea how he marks so I really hope and I pray I got another A.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After 2nd exam, I decided to get my grade for the course where the group had failed (only because a member of my group got an A so I was confident it was not our group). I got an A too... but it was bitter sweet seeing that others passed but failed the course because of the project they failed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Third exam was sweet (I hope). I could have done more or less all 6 questions on the paper though I was required to do 3. I ended up doing my 3 questions in 2 hours (exam is supposed to be for 3 hours). For the first time in history I left an exam this early (and I was also the first one to leave) and still felt somewhat confident I passed.  I wanted to put some ease to my mind so I went to the lecturer and told him what I did, so I aint worried at all now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to town with some friends (classmates) and walked with them as they shopped. Got home late, but didn't stay long because I went over to some friends apartment to lyme. Really cool end to the semester.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-6645135399576056748?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/6645135399576056748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=6645135399576056748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6645135399576056748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6645135399576056748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/12/since-last-post.html' title='Since the last post...'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7138810591589998269</id><published>2007-12-02T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T20:57:29.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bim's Independence Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This has been an eventful weekend for me. And it begins on Thurs, Nov 29...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: This is the day of our GIS field trip. We went to Farley Hill on the UWI bus, but on the way we stopped and got pizzas; we also bonded with classmates. Being at Farley Hill was really nice- the view and the weather and the company. We ate and took GPS coordinates with our machines (borrowed). We spent a total of about 2-3 hours on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R1OKQfHlmmI/AAAAAAAAACw/K3tyDXlpoZY/s1600-R/PICT0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R1OKQfHlmmI/AAAAAAAAACw/K3tyDXlpoZY/s1600-R/PICT0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139603615595731554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R1OKQfHlmmI/AAAAAAAAACw/DuG6FdbDq8U/s320/PICT0938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R1OL0PHlmoI/AAAAAAAAADA/fLRq4Un62ZY/s1600-R/PICT0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139605329287682690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R1OL0PHlmoI/AAAAAAAAADA/6iJe0LGapgQ/s320/PICT0932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R1OKyfHlmnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/uNzqXfOhTZU/s1600-R/PICT0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R1OMDfHlmpI/AAAAAAAAADI/P3Z1lpHId2E/s1600-R/PICT0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139605591280687762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R1OMDfHlmpI/AAAAAAAAADI/8rTEGuBllgM/s320/PICT0934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to school to put our data in a format that can be used in GIS. We opted to use Access and import the data to ArcMap. And my group was the first successful group to do it! So as we waited for the other groups to finish so we could combine data, we realise that the earth was shaking. It took a little while for me to figure out what was really happening but when I did, adrenaline kicked in and my heart started to race. It had help from one single fact- I was on the bottom floor with 2 floors above and aint no way I was gonna go under a desk! I grabbed my bag and headed for the emergency exit (which wasn't far thank God). Outside, I had a hard time determing what was earth shaking and me shaking separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I aint going back into that building that day, so I told all bye and was gonna walk home. On the way, I had a headache, so opted to take the bus. So happens that there was traffic blocked up at one point so I got off and had to walk a rather long distance. I was not amused but spoke to God and asked him to keep me calm and I walked and listened to some gospel music on my music player thingum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home was nice to be. A nice warm shower and a bed will help any bad feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri: Today is 41 years of independence for Bim. I woke up and watched a cartoon. Then attempted work. I was invited to a bbq so left home about 4 to go. It was interesting. Started out coughing like crazy because of the smoke. Had to almost run from that area and go elsewhere. Food was good. Entertainment was interesting- it was songs of ole done my youths and then a "fashion show". I was kinda not amused that I was there as long as I was and was feeling VERY anti-social and really just wanted to be home. But I stuck it out (like I had a choice) and got home around 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat: I woke up early to head to school for 10. Group project time! Got there about 10 min late because it was extremely difficult to get up out of bed. We worked. Idled. Worked. Ate. Worked. Idled. Worked. Left. Then I walked home with 2 friends. Came home and watch The Little Mermaid [sniff]. Nice story. Wanna see it again. I think I did some work after as well. Yeah...I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun: Set my alarm for 7:30 because my understanding was I was gonna be picked up at 8:30. It seems there was a glitch in communication and church was starting at 8:30, so I saw the text when I got up at 7:30 and had to rush to get ready. Did not get to eat much (I doubt 1 slice of bread is much). Church was longer than I anticipated. I really need to work on my waiting skills.&lt;br /&gt;Got home just in time for dinner. Yay! Real food. I did some work, then slept for about 3 hours (1.5 hours longer than I prob should have). Got up and did work, ate again, did work, downloaded music (legally), and watched tv. Then went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend over! Tomorrow is our Christmas party at school so looking forward to that. This is gonna be an interesting week since I have group work to finish, exam to study for (for Fri), and group presentation (which I hate...seems I hate giving public anything). Thank God for blessings beyond measure. After all, the weekend could have been WAY worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7138810591589998269?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7138810591589998269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7138810591589998269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7138810591589998269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7138810591589998269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/12/bims-independence-weekend.html' title='Bim&apos;s Independence Weekend'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/R1OKQfHlmmI/AAAAAAAAACw/DuG6FdbDq8U/s72-c/PICT0938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-657989266095684906</id><published>2007-11-19T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T16:49:34.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bim's Big Buses</title><content type='html'>Today was the first class for my GIS course. It started late (without an apology but hey). It also went WAY over time (also without an apology) and of course people didn't bank on class ending so late so hunger was in the air. I had stabbing headaches while attempting to listen and follow (not sure what's with these frequent-ish headaches but they better stop!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class ended and I ate. Then wondered what to do. I had some business to take of in town so I called to find out what I needed and decided to venture there. I found the place easy enough and the transaction was a lot quicker and easier than I anticipated. Then I went to buy milk, but on the way I realised I needed a surge protector so I stopped and got that as well as AAA batteries that I need for my music thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got what I needed then ventured to catch the UWI bus to go back to campus. I was one person too late. So I decided today is the day to catch the BBB that I see on the roads but never travelled in. My Goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, the signs didn't quite appear for me to read easily to know which bus parks where. I asked people standing there. Eventually (about 10 minutes of waiting) I asked one of the drivers for another bus, who showed me who to ask. Somehow that person disappeared when I was heading to him. Someone showed me who else to ask. That person sent me to someone else. This someone else told me should be there anytime now. Anytime now was 20 minutes later. Needless to say I was the first person on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus drove off about 5 minutes later, and lots of people came on along the way. One in particular was an old lady who came and sat beside me. (Forgive me Lord) I was hoping she didn't sit beside me, but alas! The was leaning over on me and telling me to put by bag on the ground. Say what?! Ok, I ignore and move on. Few minutes later an elderly man came on (walking with a cane) and the seats were all gone, so I was getting up to offer him my seat. Lady beside me stopped just short of cussing me! Oh no she didn't! I turned to her and asked her with as much respect as I could if she had a problem with me offering my seat to the man. The man of course refused because he said he was getting off shortly. Other persons (mostly elders for the record) turned to me and told me to ignore her. Good advice. I was kinda pissed. I said a prayer to ask God to take away whatever it was that causing me to feel this way, and she came off the bus shortly after. Sigh. Lots of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about the bus is it drops me relatively close to home. So after an hour of being on the road trying to get home I finally reach. Had a slight headache (again) so chatted a bit then tried sleeping. I think I dozed. Not too sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-657989266095684906?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/657989266095684906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=657989266095684906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/657989266095684906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/657989266095684906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/11/bims-big-buses.html' title='Bim&apos;s Big Buses'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2589098246159682475</id><published>2007-11-16T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T15:51:00.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARPOL 73/78 Annex V on Freewinds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rz4rE5GB2-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qfJx1p_L6uU/s1600-h/PICT0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133587988294523874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rz4rE5GB2-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qfJx1p_L6uU/s320/PICT0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Background: MARPOL 73/78 is an international agreement and is the short name for the International Convention for the Prevention of Marine Pollution from Ships. The convention was adopted in 1973 and it's protocol in 1978 (hence the digits).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday and Thurday of this week, I had the privelidge of attending a seminar on the MARPOL 73/78 convention, specifically dealing with Annex V which speaks to marine pollution by garbage. To say I learnt a lot may be an understatement. It opened my eyes to a lot of things ranging from governance issues to stupidity of governments (my words) to the complicated nature of life on the seas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1 had three presentations. Initially I was wondering if this would go well because the first set of introdutory speakers were somewhat nervous and resulted in less-than-perfect speeches. But it picked up and I was attentive and making notes on what was being presented. Lunch was rather good on the Freewinds- pasta with cheese, fish, beef (ground), vegetables, and all that jazz, plus dessert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2 (where a group of us decided to go back on our own) was perhaps just as or more informative than the previous day. I actually asked a question (and sounded slightly intellegent...I hope). I also introduced myself to one of the speakers who happens to work at the UNEP/CEP office in Jamaica where I was thinking of applying earlier this year. I got his card and an open invitation to visit. I'm improving! Lunch was also good...maybe even better than the day before, but can't really tell for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It also happened that the Queen Mary 2 was docked at the Port. We were all amazed by it- even took pictures in front of it...well from a distance but still. Being on the Freewinds and seeing all the ships on the Port as well as knowing now what I do about the organised and clean nature of how ships operate, I have a greater desire to go on a cruise. It's on the list of things I want to do before God calls me from this earth and I do hope I get the chance. Maybe this chance will come when I work very hard and get a distinction for my Masters degree. (Hint, hint)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rz4rU5GB2_I/AAAAAAAAACY/fenjd44GZTQ/s1600-h/PICT0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rz4rU5GB2_I/AAAAAAAAACY/fenjd44GZTQ/s1600-h/PICT0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rz4rppGB3AI/AAAAAAAAACg/XzWJYX6KVGI/s1600-h/PICT0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rz4rppGB3AI/AAAAAAAAACg/XzWJYX6KVGI/s1600-h/PICT0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rz4rU5GB2_I/AAAAAAAAACY/fenjd44GZTQ/s1600-h/PICT0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2589098246159682475?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2589098246159682475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2589098246159682475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2589098246159682475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2589098246159682475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/11/marpol-annex-v-on-freewinds.html' title='MARPOL 73/78 Annex V on Freewinds'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rz4rE5GB2-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qfJx1p_L6uU/s72-c/PICT0911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4948077170794581288</id><published>2007-11-12T20:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:09:49.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>Since I've been here last, a few things have happened. In no particular order, there they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a meeting with a lecturer which was somewhat heated. I was tactful for the record.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went on a tour of the island with some new friends, and picked up sea shells on one of the breaches and had passion fruit ice-cream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to a funeral of a friend's mom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got frustrated to tears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spoke to my Godson :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had hopes of a friendship renewed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Felt closer to some of my classmates (may even go to Trinidad for a week next semester).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Continued getting decent grades&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched 4 Disney cartoon movies (Aladdin series and Monsters Inc) and the promise of more to come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cremed (permed) my hair and had a new respect for my temporary hairdresser (who dropped me home after)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought shoes to replace the other pair that fell apart and got it at a very good deal (most comfortable high heeled shoes yet).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That sums up most of it I think. More to come with time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4948077170794581288?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4948077170794581288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4948077170794581288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4948077170794581288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4948077170794581288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/11/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-899035114747466020</id><published>2007-10-27T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T08:37:57.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama Week</title><content type='html'>So after an exciting weekend, I had an interesting week at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course we're doing now is Measurement and Analysis. So this week was dedicated to Statistics...great! (hope you smell the sarcasm). Our teacher is not a trained statistician and it was evident, but she's a nice-enough person so initially we were ok with. But then things got to a point where she was unsure about stuff and that confused the class more...but we still hanging in. One incident was a matter of who's right/who's wrong and the class was not overly happy- she said something in class that skewed our thinking along a certain line, but then on a graded assignment, she marked us down for our alleged misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, we got back our papers for another assignment in the same course and the grades were atrocious! The worse part is the feedback was lacking substance, and included areas that we thought were irrelevant. My paper, for eg, contained comments that x is available from a particular website, but as luck would have it, said site has been down for weeks! I aint sure how exactly I'm supposed to access info from such sites... or that it was overly important. On top of that, some people who went to him were told they could extend their paper beyond the stipulated 3 pages (but in the context of them not being able to fit all they thought they need to on the 3 pages), yet some of us were not privy to that info since it wasn't communicated to the entire class by the lecturer. So, with my suggestion, the majority of the class went to the programme coordinator and voiced our concern. So, on Monday of next week, we'll be meeting with the person responsible and sort things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to all that, a friend's/classmate's mom died on Thursday night. She's coping well so far. She's even opted to remain in the programme without much time-off. But I do hope to be there for her when she needs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new friend (through a friend) had offered to take me on a tour of the island today. I postponed it, so hopefully we can go in two weeks. I thought that was really nice of him. He's a fellow J'can as well. Hopefully I can get to meet his gf as well because she did the same master's programme few years ago (dif. specialisation though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this weekend and the week coming will be good- great even.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-899035114747466020?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/899035114747466020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=899035114747466020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/899035114747466020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/899035114747466020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/10/drama-week.html' title='Drama Week'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2754095842814201729</id><published>2007-10-21T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T17:17:01.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend of advenures!</title><content type='html'>The weekend started on Friday. I went to school way earlier than I wanted, but I met with a classmate and we went to town. I needed a calculator and a dictionary, and she needed a dress and groceries. It rained earlier in the morning, but we decided we would chance going. Fortunately it held up. I got my calculator and dictionary and ad hoc stuff. Had chinese food for the first time as well (simply edible...not spectacular).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, our class (most of us) went to lyme with some students from a foreign university (McGill I think). It turned out to be a "working" lyme, because we split in groups and discussed different topics. The topic of my group was water resource management. It was cool though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small group of us left there and went to a play put on by JaSAC (J'can Student Association at Cave Hill). It was in true J'can style- started about two hours late with an intermission that was supposed to be 10 min but turned into 30 min. and music that was not censured some of the times. Apart from that, it was was not overly bad. One may say it was enjoyable since we laughed a lot. I had to play translator to two of my Trini friends who couldn't understand some of the "bun" or "suss" or "autaclasp" language. It was rather odd for me but amusing at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home about 1 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up way to early again because today is our "stress buster" and said a few prayers for God to hold the rain... and He did! I went to school to meet my ride, and we went to Pricemart to get food and stuff. We bought a cake and pizza to take to the beach for the 8 of us to share. We kayaked first, which was really cool and lot's of fun. I did the doubles first because I wasn't sure how strong I'd be to manage on my own. There were 3 singles though, and a canoe. We had informal races and all. After that, we got our snorkelling gear and went to do just that! It was wonderful...not quite the experience of the first time I went snorkelling in Portland by Navy Island with the colourful reefs and fishes, but good none-the-less. We saw "shipwrecks" and fishes and a small amount of developing corals. I, of course, wore a life jacket because I aint so confident a swimmer and once I don't have it I know I'll panic. I started out with flippers but they were rather uncomfortable and restrictive and heavy, so I took them off. Oh, and I got to be the captain of the boat to the "snorkel site".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, we decide we should head back. It was cold too so I didn't have much problems with that. It was rather dif. to go into the boat, and on my way in I injured my right big toe- the nail broke and cut me. But no horrors. We headed back, had more pizza, had a really nice chocolate cake, and chilled a bit. Then some of us left. Went home, washed my hair and bathed, did school work (odd, but oh well), and then slept with my hair slightly wet (since I didn't blow-dry it- lost to much hair last time I combed through wet). I went to sleep way early; I think it was about 9 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up for church. Went to Salters COG. Service was ok. Went to Sunday sch after. Then afterwards I was invited to the Pastor's home for lunch (which turned out to be dinner). Spent a long time there but it was cool. I started to fall asleep after eating so I assumed they used that as the hint I should be home in my bed. But they are realy cool people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very good weekend! I hope to have more in the future and I'll definately make them part of my "adventures in Bim".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2754095842814201729?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2754095842814201729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2754095842814201729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2754095842814201729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2754095842814201729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/10/weekend-of-advenures.html' title='Weekend of advenures!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-3749252650932066188</id><published>2007-10-08T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T23:49:30.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>As far as I am concerned, my birthday celebrations started from Friday last week. Some of my classmates and I went to a place on the West coast roadside to buy food. There was an ice-cream place close to it, so we ended up buying ice-cream while we waited for the food to be ready. I had peppermint ice-cream. Wasn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I washed and went on the road with a friend. I went grocery shopping after and boy that was a struggle! It was a long walk home with heavy bags, but exercise is good I'm told. I washed my hair, cooked mac and cheese (from scratch) and baked chicken. I was so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early for church on Sunday. The service was in St. Peters. The church was small but cozy and fairly cool. They welcomed us new-comers and sang Happy Birthday to me with a song I am yet to hear anywhere else (except the first COG I went two weeks ago). After church, I went to school and on the way I was invited by the Carringtons to a dinner on campus, so I accepted. It turned out to be a UWI AA dinner, and it was a nice little affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing work on chatting online when my birthday rolled in at 12:01 am on Monday. I didn't stay up too long but I took the time to thank God. I woke up and got a few calls wishing me a good day. I received a card and money from my landlady (sweet and unexpected). I got a ride to school from a neighbour who was running late and had pity on me walking to the UWI bus in the sun under my umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to school with minutes to spare. Some of my classmates remembered and did the usual courtesies. They sang happy birthday to me when I got to classroom. (Feeling loved already). Class was short, so we had an early lunch. I was planning to buy lunch on-campus, but I walked with a new friend who decided (after seeing the food and what was not ready) that she would take me to a nice place to eat. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left school and stopped for what was supposed to be 10 minutes but turned into 40 min. She was replacing her hub-caps and it demonstrated that Bim does have poor customer service and/or incompetent staff...and no less at a company that is in J'ca as well (go figure). So, slightly annoyed, we left there and went to the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place we went was in Warren West centre. It's called The Coffee Bean. I treated myself to a wholewheat grilled chicken wrap with a mint chocolate frappe. And I enjoyed it! The company and atmosphere was nice also. We went back to school after that, and to my surprise, my classmates had a little surprise for me- a cake with my name on it! [Sniff] They sang happy birthday and I blew out the relighting candles (whoever invented those are mean, mean people) and cut the cake with a classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chilled a bit before I headed home. I had a slight headache so I slept and woke up and watched tv. Then went back to work with chatting (voice and word) in-between (I finally discovered g-chat with voice and skype).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do say I had a good day. Even doing work was fun (I need to be checked out now...beginning to wonder about my mental state). I pray God will grant me many more and that I can enjoy each one more than the previous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who helped to make my day special!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-3749252650932066188?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/3749252650932066188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=3749252650932066188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3749252650932066188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3749252650932066188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday.html' title='A Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-3084138437449958330</id><published>2007-10-03T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T20:19:36.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Flu</title><content type='html'>Today was day 3 of flu symptoms but the best day of the 3 I suppose. However, I feel most uncomfortable tonight.&lt;br /&gt; Tried sleeping and couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep well last night- woke up with aches and pain that weren't from the flu.&lt;br /&gt;Having what feels like gas pains.&lt;br /&gt;Want to talk to friends from home but noone is online. Have work to do but having no motivation or drive to do it (forcing myself).&lt;br /&gt;Tissue is stuffed in one nostril because I can't breath through it and somehow tissue makes it less annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I hope this makes me appreciate the better days a little more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-3084138437449958330?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/3084138437449958330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=3084138437449958330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3084138437449958330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3084138437449958330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-flu.html' title='First Flu'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-2421815019069012859</id><published>2007-09-30T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:40:45.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Day Lyme</title><content type='html'>Today I went to church with friends. Part of my motivation for going was the fact that it was at the beach. That's unheard of where I come from. Beach is for trips or one-day retreats. I felt weird dressing in jeans pants and a sleeveless shirt and flip flops to go to church, but I did and was not out of place. They sang a lot of songs- some I knew, some I didn't. They read from the Bible, and gave the message which wasn't very long. All in all not a bad service. At the end, I met a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home a bit later than I expected but it was worth it. I ate some dinner and went to sleep propped up on my bed. Sometime after it rained and I realised how bad it was when the thunder woke me (be it known this is the first time I am hearing thunder here in this place that is schizo when it comes to weather). I was supposed to be going to a birthday lyme on the other avenue at 3:30, and sometime after 4 when I woke up and heard the rain, I went right back to sleep. I think I eventually got up close to 5 and went over there (now that the rain had stopped and the sky cleared a bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyme was cool. Food was good. It was made interesting by the fact that power went so initially we were working off a lone mini-flashlight, but the chatting continued. Light came back eventually and we just continued to chat. Conversations moved from Caribbean related issues to slavery to music to faith. I eventually left there after 8 with lunch for the next day (it was offered for the record). Others of my classmates who were walking walked with me home... I'm either loved or they felt guilty. Either way, the company was appreciated. I came inside and started school work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at the end of the day, I can say that the day was well spent (and I may've have gained an additional 5 pounds and an inch or two around the waist from all the nyamming that I did- breakfast, pieces of lasagna after the church service, dinner, food at the lyme with 3 different cakes!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-2421815019069012859?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/2421815019069012859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=2421815019069012859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2421815019069012859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/2421815019069012859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/full-day-lyme.html' title='Full Day Lyme'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-8775419168671660915</id><published>2007-09-29T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T21:33:00.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel and a Concert</title><content type='html'>Friday was my dad's last day of classes in Bim, and so we decided to meet in the evening at Cave Shepherd. I went to school (cause I'm cheap and I hate dem ZR buses)- the idea was to wait there for him to call me, then I would leave on the UWI bus to town. I got there and didn't get much work done, but I left and went to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to Cave Shepherd expecting to see my dad. No such luck. Walked the entire ground floor. Nothing. Looked around at stuff I had no interest in except to kill time. Walked around some more. Nothing. Paged him (through their intercom). Went upstairs. Nothing. Went back downstairs. Nothing. So I decided I was gonna go upstair and browse through books and stop killin' out myself. I had perfect timing, because some 40 min after I arrived I finally saw him. Apparently the buses were the problem so I couldn't stay upset too long. (Dem darned buses).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left there and walked Swan Street. Too much walking and nothing to show for it. But at least my dad has some idea what he would return for the following day. He apparently didn't think I was serious about duty free shopping with passport and ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left there and went to Cheffett (however it spell) for me to get dinner since I wasn't gonna cook jack! I decided to try and spend more time with him so I went back to his hotel. That was an experience! The buses are perhaps worse than the ones in J'ca- they have no ac like the coaster buses (they are more like the old buses we got rid of ages ago). Plus, the music is loud and "raw" and I only took it because 3 came before and were more packed and my father insisted (and it was night). I was very, very disturbed- the driving was horrible, I think they took some back route, and did I mention the music was loud and horrible?! Oh, I was standing so to say I was uncomfortable is an understatement, especially when a lady sitting was holding on to the other side through my legs, but I was kind enough to move so she wouldn't have to struggle though my legs (I did say this was disturbing right?!!?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up passing the hotel but the other stop wasn't too far. We got there and I basically went to the room and watched tv and slept. Yeah, I was lazy and spent the night there. Chances are I aint gonna spend time in no fancy hotel anytime in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home in rain in the morning. Sky looked very angry. But plans were made to go out later with a dear friend/adopted aunt who wanted to meet daddy. We went to his hotel and had drinks and then we went to the supermarket to pick up a few things, then she dropped me at the First Emmauel Baptist church for a youth concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got there at about 6:10 and they appeared to have already started. I walked into church with my one black plastic bag of groceries and took my seat beside my landlady.  The first thing I noticed was steelpans. The praise and worship was first- that was ok. The concert itself was decent but SO long! I spent more than FOUR HOURS there! The steelband had issues but were ok overall. I was spoilt so seeing a band play  songs with music sheets and still make mistakes was a bit much, but I tried on focus on the fact that it was ministry. (I also tried to ignore the fact that stage presence was rather lacking...I have some experience with that) . I met someone else I had met from J'ca and chatted with him a bit during intermission (small world indeed). I must also mention that the building was really nicely decorated according to their theme: Dive Deeper. They had fish nets in the ceiling and "bubbles" by the windows and fish and life savers, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now tired. I have a long day ahead tomorrow and an even longer 2 weeks (God help me!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-8775419168671660915?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/8775419168671660915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=8775419168671660915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8775419168671660915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8775419168671660915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/hotel-and-concert.html' title='Hotel and a Concert'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4183457730994219809</id><published>2007-09-27T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T15:32:20.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Turtles</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a good day. I felt better physically and otherwise, and though it was less productive than I hoped, I still got a fair amount of work done and I was able to set up a topica account for my class to be able to share info and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night (about 7:30), a small group left school to go to Drill Hall Beach. This is part two of our 4-hour turtle patrol. We got there and waited a bit for the main person to come. When he arrived, we went unto the beach and right away we found a nest...and the rain came. I headed to get my umbrella from the car (since it wasn't far), and we did the paperwork. The rain didn't last, but it was enough to leave me wet and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left there and went along the beach (to the left). While we were there, they got a call about a turtle nesting at Turtle Cove Hotel, so we packed ourselves in the van and went there. It was nothing short of amazing to see the turtle in action. She had already dug the hole and was perched over it laying. I was captivated by the size of the thing even though I was told it was probably a medium sized Hawksbill turtle. She then took her time covering the hole and patting it down and throwing back sand on it, but it was tad difficult to do so since she was in vegetation, but she did anyways (apparently they're strong). It took a long time for all that, but afterward, our team had to move fast. We took her tag nos. and measured her carapace. Of course she wasn't gonna just sit still, so one member of our group had to hold her. She then went her merry way into the water. The many tourists that gathered were perhaps just as amazed to see it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left there and headed back to the not-so-nice beach (looked horrible at low tide). We turned to the right this time around and headed toward the Hilton Hotel. We saw interesting sites like people running into bushes because they didn't have clothes on, but no turtles. We sat there and chilled a while and chatted. After that, we decided it was just about our time to leave so we did. However, on approaching the car, we saw another turtle. She had already laid and was covering up, so we took the tags and measured and she went her merry way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a very unique and fun-filled and awe-inspiring night for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up sometime around midday. Oh well. I had my egg and cheese sandwhich for breakfast and tried doing work. Got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day I realised that I still had much to work on with personal matters. I started having mild heart palpitations again. But I have come a long way to working on my life and the possible reasons I'd be having them so I just need to keep praying and let God do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I plan to watch me some CSI. Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4183457730994219809?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4183457730994219809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4183457730994219809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4183457730994219809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4183457730994219809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-turtles.html' title='More Turtles'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-8339660844340472624</id><published>2007-09-25T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:48:42.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Negative and a Lousy-ish Day</title><content type='html'>Being away from friends and family when u most need a hug is perhaps one major negatives of being away from home. At least I am gonna do my best to scrape money together to go home for the holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised after a while that not only was I not focused, I was being distracted and having slight heart palpitations as well. I kept trying to take deep breaths and stay focused on work, but I failed (by my standards). I am seriously going to have to work harder at it. I can't afford to be distracted at this early stage. Nor can I afford to be "concerned" about my health which has seen better times than moments in this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was certainly dark today (had to pick up my clothes too before they dried properly, et al). The sun will come out tomorrow though...right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-8339660844340472624?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/8339660844340472624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=8339660844340472624' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8339660844340472624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8339660844340472624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/negative-and-lousy-ish-day.html' title='A Negative and a Lousy-ish Day'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-6675834095297935847</id><published>2007-09-24T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:41:11.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyming!</title><content type='html'>Sunday I went to church with some Church of God folks (a Pastor and his wife), and I happened to have gotten in contact with them through a mutual friend (co-incidence? I think not!). They picked me up and took me to Chapman St. Church of God and it was a really nice service. I was welcomed and all and it was somehow observed throughout the service that I knew the hymns. Apparently that's a feat since I am young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home early enough. Had dinner sometime after 1, and tried sleeping. Not much luck. Got up around 4 and did some stuff online while I got ready to leave for a lyme at 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyme was nice. There was finger food (carrot cake, biscults, drinks, cheese lovely chesse, etc) and nuff chatting. I was the only J'can there amongst Monserratians but it was cool. I listened to the accents, the reminiscing, the stories. It was interesting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-6675834095297935847?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/6675834095297935847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=6675834095297935847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6675834095297935847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6675834095297935847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/lyming.html' title='Lyming!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-1389583307289447058</id><published>2007-09-22T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T08:39:07.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st 2 weeks at UWI (Condensed)</title><content type='html'>During the first two weeks of school, I've (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;seen UWI's incompetence (their bus service et al)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walked great distances (to catch bus in hot sun) and got 2 shades darker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;toured Bim by bus and sea- saw how the rich live with yatchs and US$6 mil homes, and saw really nice views of the island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gone to church once and saw someone who I met in the steelband back home (that was a surprise)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saw my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bonded with classmates- went to beach yesterday (and yes, I went in the water) and went to town couple times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a slice of milk-cake, rice and bean and stew chicken that Belizians enjoy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;presented (along with two other classmates) to 2 lecturers and class and was graded on it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thought I lost my purse but didn't&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went on the beach to save turtles- we only found some wandering hatchlings and put them in the sea and we weren't able to save some eggs from construction cause we couldn't find them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finished the week with an A in one course and the hope of more to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-1389583307289447058?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/1389583307289447058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=1389583307289447058' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1389583307289447058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/1389583307289447058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/1st-course-conensed.html' title='1st 2 weeks at UWI (Condensed)'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-8533886927740211052</id><published>2007-09-07T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T21:42:00.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I set my alarm for 7:15, but turned it off and slept a bit more. I finally got up and prayed and then realised that I was cutting it really close if I wanted the free ride to campus on the UWI bus. I ate cereal and got ready and dashed out, but by this time I realised that it was already too late, so I took my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I got to campus with half hour to spare. Idled for a few minutes on the computer, then headed to my CERMES orientation. Students were already gathered there waiting. We got our packages which included one from the school (CERMES) and one from the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Barbados&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; something (it has info about &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Barbados&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, that’s all I know). We then went into the Lecture room where the first session would begin. It (orientation) started with the director. Short speech. Then the faculty and other staff members introduced themselves. Then the students. It’s very apparent that I am the only Jamaican and it’s dominated by Trinidadians. People took turns giving us short words of advice, etc. Then the programme coordinator told us more stuff we need to know. We took a break after and went to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;After the nyamings, we were given a tour of the centre by a post grad. We then went to specific places on campus while half the group fell by the wayside. I was able to see the gym (which is behind a hall of residence and nicely hidden), and I know now where the mart is (in case I need a few stuff and can’t bother to go to the supermarket). We also got some pointers from the guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;We then headed back to the centre to wait for our next session which will be for the computer lab. The lab is a small one, but nice and cozy. And that ended the orientation session. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I left there and, having gained advice from another OAS Scholarship recipient (from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;St. Vincent&lt;/st1:place&gt;), I went to the Bursary for a letter stating my financial clearance to get my ID. Then I went to go get said ID. Horrible! I look about 5 shades darker than I am. It also looks kinda bland, this coming from the one at Mona that looks much nicer. And part of my face looks oily or like the picture has been taken in poor lighting (which it was). Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I headed to kill some time again to wait for the bus, and saw a friend, so we chatted a bit. Some other (law) J’can students came up and we were introduced. I found out there is a JSAC meeting tomorrow. Others would call it a beach lyme. Not very interested in going at this moment, but I am planning on becoming a member and going to meetings when I can. On the bus, I also met another J’can who’s from MoBay and in her 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; year here. We chatted a bit. She seems nice. She even called people to ask about the JSAC membership and stuff for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I got home and ate and chilled for a bit. Then I was fortunate to have my landlady going close by campus so I got a lift there. Since I was early, I called a friend and went to her room on hall, mainly to see what it was like there. I left there and headed to post-grad orientation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The orientation started a bit late (about 10 minutes). It was held at the Errol Barrow Centre for Creative Imagination, and the auditorium was rather cold. The speeches were longer than they should have been, but this is something I’m slowly realising that I will have to get used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Afterwards, there was a reception with food and chatting. I saw some of my classmates and we lymed. I hung with them and then headed home afterwards. We were able to catch the UWI buss which should have left about 15 minutes before we caught it. The bus let me off at the top of my avenue, which is bad, because I have to walk the stretch by myself in the dark with some areas darker than others as there is no street lighting. Thank God I did get home safely, and of course, my landlady was a upset at the fact that I had to walk the avenue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I spent most of the night watching tv and chatting with Mrs. L (landlady). Sometime after midnight, I retired to my room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Overall, I’d say today was well spent and was important in many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-8533886927740211052?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/8533886927740211052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=8533886927740211052' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8533886927740211052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8533886927740211052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/orientation.html' title='Orientation'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-6054730577831613215</id><published>2007-09-06T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:37:37.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quiet, Hot Day</title><content type='html'>I had nowhere to go today. As such, I had gone to my bed very late trying to figure out a logic puzzle (I like them, even when they're frustrating). I didn't sleep well though. Sleep seems to be going downhill- I'm not comfortable in the bed, I toss and turn, and I am hot, even with a fan. Needless to say my mood was a bit on the not-so-perky side of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned on my computer (after thanking God for another day). Chatted to whoever came online at that hour. Later in the morning, I decided I should stop procrastinating and iron. So I did, in between chatting (don't worry- I tried to be efficient though I think sometimes I failed). I als called the OAS Office to see if the director received document I sent and he did. He said he was going to talk with Washington and keep me updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a break sometime in the afternoon and cooked me some food. I did banana fritters and Mrs. B enjoyed it. Said she isn't familiar with it and so I was happy to have cooked something from my "culture" for a Bajan/Canadian to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to ironing and chatting and listening to radio online. Sometime after I decided I have ironed enough, my landlady came home. Met her for the first time in person. She was tired and had stuff to do we didn't really talk much. That will come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I prepared a sandwhich for my supper. I was also offered some pudding (that is oft had with souse which is something I aint gonna try); it's made with sweet potatoes so I decided to try it. Didn't like it. It tastes like it was seasoned and had onions and things. I hate onions. Didn't even buy any to cook with (yeah, I hate them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening (night, whichever), I had a little chat with my landlady. She's nice. I got to go in her room and watch (drum roll...) CABLE! I got the remote and was able to pick what I wanted to watch (hear the Alleluias...). We watched tv and chatted. I was able to watch my beloved CSI, and it was an episode I hadn't see so I was happy. I left her room (voluntarily) sometime after midnight, though I had the option to continue watching tv. I figure I have a long day tomorrow so I should try to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope tonight's sleep is better than the last...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-6054730577831613215?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/6054730577831613215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=6054730577831613215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6054730577831613215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/6054730577831613215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/quiet-hot-day.html' title='A Quiet, Hot Day'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4138588880448474322</id><published>2007-09-05T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T14:13:15.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OAS Office and More</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Today I got up thinking that I have a lot of walking to do and worse, I didn’t know exactly where I was going. I called a neighbour (friend) to ask how to get there. I got the directions and my heart sank a bit- it sounds like nuff walking in the sun! Sigh. A few minutes later, however, she called me back to say she was going to head on the road and would give me a lift. (Alleluia!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I now had purpose and drive to get ready, and I barely finished eating before she was ready and at the gate. (Thank God for Wrigley’s Polar Ice gum). We chatted on the way and I told her that despite a screw missing from my dark glasses, I still wore them (yeah I did- the sun is hot and eyes were gonna rebel). Basically my face would hold up the end that was missing the screw. So she decided that was too much and she took me to a optical place to get a screw put in! Yay! I have my glasses back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;She took a route to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bridgetown&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; that I hadn’t seen before (not like I’ve been here that long and know most of the routes). She showed me places (most of which I may’ve already forgotten). Then I got to where I needed to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I went inside the building in search of the OAS Office. Eventually I found it (and without asking). I went in and explained who I was and the lady knew why I was there and told me to have a seat. Afterwards, she told me to go say hi to the director, so I did. He was really nice. We chatted for a long time about &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Jamaica&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and afterward about what I was doing at UWI here (he’s Jamaican for the record). He had a lot to say about our politics and politicians and it’s obvious he knows his stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The latter part of the convo (as I said) was spent talking about why I was here in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Barbados&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. And he even knew about some of that as well! Anyways, I told him I was not able to return home and do my research as I’d like because my contract states explicitly that I cannot. He was shocked! He didn’t understand why that clause would be stipulated, especially if it’s supposed to be help me work in my home country for the period I’d be bonded. I told him I could email him the contract (which I did) and he could look at it for himself. In essence, he’s gonna plead on my behalf to possibly have that clause revoked or changed or whatever. I should add my prayers too and hope he reaches somewhere. I mean, I wont be paid while I’m back home, but hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I then walked to the bank to deposit my cheque into my newly opened account (well 2 days old). That’s when I was told that I didn’t sign a document (from another branch where I actually opened the account). So I had the option of signing a blank copy there, or going back to the other branch and signing original. I opted for the latter. The account was still opened and working (or whatever term they use).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I left there not sure exactly where to go, but as soon as I got outside and started walking, I realised where I was. Whew! Last thing I needed was to be leaving a bank not knowing where I’m going. I stopped by a pharmacy (kinda making sure nobody was following on the way) and picked up a few stuff, then headed for the bus. Took it and went to the other bank and signed the document and got my bank card. Then I walked to school and waited for the UWI bus to drop me close to home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Came home and went straight to the fridge to get my fried rice from yesterday to heat it up. Living off fat in the sun is not very nice! Ate and then settled to my computer and &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Sesame Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt; and Bill Cosby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Not a bad day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4138588880448474322?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4138588880448474322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4138588880448474322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4138588880448474322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4138588880448474322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/oas-office-and-more.html' title='OAS Office and More'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-8449335876527896820</id><published>2007-09-04T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T20:39:54.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation Song (One of)</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Breakaway Lyrics (Kelly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    Grew up in a small town&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain would fall down&lt;br /&gt;I just stared out my window&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of what could be&lt;br /&gt;And if I'd end up happy&lt;br /&gt;I would pray (I would pray)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to reach out&lt;br /&gt;But when I'd try to speak out&lt;br /&gt;Felt like no one could hear me&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to belong here&lt;br /&gt;But something felt so wrong here&lt;br /&gt;So I pray (I would pray)&lt;br /&gt;I could breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a wish&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance&lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But I won't forget all the ones that I loved&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance&lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna feel the warm breeze&lt;br /&gt;Sleep under a palm tree&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rush of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;onboard&lt;/span&gt; a fast train&lt;br /&gt;Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buildings with a hundred floors&lt;br /&gt;Swinging around revolving doors&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep moving on, moving on&lt;br /&gt;Fly away, breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;And I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance&lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But I won't forget the place I come from&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance&lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the song that inspires me to seek adventures. I'm still in the beginning stages, but hopefully I'd have experienced a lot while here in Barbados and have many adventures to speak of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-8449335876527896820?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/8449335876527896820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=8449335876527896820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8449335876527896820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/8449335876527896820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/motivation-song-pt-1.html' title='Motivation Song (One of)'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-5099978403270799159</id><published>2007-09-03T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T17:42:44.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bim Aint Flat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I took my time and got ready today to go to school. Good thing I did. I got a package from FedEx- quite unexpected. And it was Divine intervention. Details later.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I finally left out and on my way to deliver a paper to a house close by, a neighbour offered me a lift up the road. Of course I was very happy, because dat dere was not appealing in the sun! So I took it, and it turned out to be better than I expected, because she dropped me above campus, and the air conditioning in the car was very much noted and appreciated. So I walked the short-enough distance to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The first place I went was the Post-Graduate department. I figure they will be able to tell me all I needed to know and where to go to get what I needed. And indeed they did. I went to Student Affairs Records, and got the form I needed to fill out for Immigration matters. I started filling it out there, but then realised it’s probably best to go elsewhere. So I went from there over to CERMES, and then took the walk down the hill to open an account at RBC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;There were a few things I noted about the bank. It’s rather small, but that’s cool. However, I had to wait for a long time before I was called in, and I had to ask who I should go to etc. Their partitions (for the lines) were not the cloth and metal poles we use back home- they had plastic/metallic dividers that makes things more rigid (not sure why I notice this). Also, each teller had a thing where a pen was attached in case the customer needed one, and the areas for writing had as well. This eliminates the need for people to constantly ask other people to borrow pens. I also realised that their debit card facility is rather laid-back because I have to go back to pick up my card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I walked back to campus up the hill. (Goodness- I’m so unfit!). I, by this time, had finished filling out the form for Immigration (had nuff time to do it), so I tried first to head to get something to drink, but lines in Bookshop and Cafeteria were way too long. Went and handed in my form and it was good. Nothing to add or subtract. Then I went to a kiosk and bought drink and food (a salad). Then I headed back to CERMES and borrowed a novel because the other one is about to finish and I wanted another to replace, then headed for the exit, but on my way I saw a UWI bus. Of course, I enquired and found out (to my pleasant surprise) that they run during the day at 15 minutes pass each hour, and I would get a lift to the top of my road! Thank you Jesus! That’s BB$3 saved today from not taking public transport, and no hill to descend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I got home and ate my food in my room. It had a bit too much mayo. Much of it got wasted. Then checked mail, chatted, etc. And found Power 106 FM to listen to some Jamaican news for election results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Later in the evening, my neighbour took me to show me a short cut to a supermarket. Myth: &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Barbados&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is flat. It was down a hill! A hill! And it was hard going down the hill, but much worse going back up! I don’t know how often I will go to that supermarket. But if I want to be fitter, I know what to do. There were people there using a part of the journey (some steps) for exercise. I also got the antenna for the tv in my room so at least the one station I get is clear now…but I don’t see myself watching pre-historic &lt;i style=""&gt;Days of Our Lives&lt;/i&gt; episodes so I turned it off. Maybe later they will have decent programmes. So I continued to chat and listen to radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;On the way down and up the place that is not flat or short to the supermarket, I took pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Short-cut (In no particular order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;T&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtyj7-0DncI/AAAAAAAAABY/D5K1MaWhPLc/s1600-h/PICT0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtyj7-0DncI/AAAAAAAAABY/D5K1MaWhPLc/s320/PICT0730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106136328400248258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtykp-0DndI/AAAAAAAAABg/lNGadFV5jE0/s1600-h/PICT0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtykp-0DndI/AAAAAAAAABg/lNGadFV5jE0/s320/PICT0729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106137118674230738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtyk0O0DneI/AAAAAAAAABo/LKSTTEOOfa4/s1600-h/PICT0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtyk0O0DneI/AAAAAAAAABo/LKSTTEOOfa4/s320/PICT0733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106137294767889890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtymEO0DnfI/AAAAAAAAABw/DfKgzNPe2lE/s1600-h/PICT0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtymEO0DnfI/AAAAAAAAABw/DfKgzNPe2lE/s320/PICT0736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106138669157424626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The Humble (Temp) Abode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtyoze0DnhI/AAAAAAAAACA/LWhvNsvw2b8/s1600-h/PICT0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtyoze0DnhI/AAAAAAAAACA/LWhvNsvw2b8/s320/PICT0743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106141679929499154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtyofe0DngI/AAAAAAAAAB4/X59GRckFT7k/s1600-h/PICT0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtyofe0DngI/AAAAAAAAAB4/X59GRckFT7k/s320/PICT0742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106141336332115458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;What I learnt today: Golden apple is J’can june plum. And swear words are pips (I think). And, of course, BARBADOS IS NOT FLAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtypqO0DniI/AAAAAAAAACI/d2vqYg8pOO0/s1600-h/PICT0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtypqO0DniI/AAAAAAAAACI/d2vqYg8pOO0/s320/PICT0739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106142620527336994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-5099978403270799159?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/5099978403270799159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=5099978403270799159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5099978403270799159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5099978403270799159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/bim-aint-flat.html' title='Bim Aint Flat!'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtyj7-0DncI/AAAAAAAAABY/D5K1MaWhPLc/s72-c/PICT0730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-940908545133874383</id><published>2007-09-02T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T19:29:08.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Sunday</title><content type='html'>Sep 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up late today. Not going anywhere. I ate cereal (which was surprisingly good) with banana in it. I had to throw away the milk I'd bought last week because thing neva smell right and worse neva taste right- grand waste of money! I used good ole Lasco to make my cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lazed about for a few hours online. First I read the devotional, then did some blog stuff, then idled a bit. I had beef stew and rice and peas for Sunday dinner and in case you're wondering, I did not prepare it. Apparently I get Sunday dinner on the house every Sunday... what a deal! (I'm lazy, so what?!). I still have the other 6 days of the week to prepare food for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I have a tendency to carry destruction with me wherever I go (not necessarily me doing the destroying). Today the plumber had to be called in because the toilet refused to flush properly after at least 4 or 5 attempts. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued reading a little more of my book and idled some more. I think I'll love the free time before that paper burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, off to school. Need to have my Immigration status sorted out. Would be sad after coming all this way to be kicked out of Bim. Have other little things to sort out too..but then again I have a whole week to do it, but no time like the present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-940908545133874383?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/940908545133874383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=940908545133874383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/940908545133874383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/940908545133874383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-sunday.html' title='First Sunday'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-7280533110677203444</id><published>2007-09-01T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T19:01:36.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitting the Town</title><content type='html'>Sep 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Again (as seems to be the trend) I woke up before I needed to, and spent time trying to fall back asleep. I eventually got up and got dressed. Breakfast was a piece of bread and cheese with lettuce and &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Milo&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;On my way to the bus stop, I got my first “psst”. Some things apparently are the same wherever I go. I took the first bus that I saw which actually stopped and called me and waited for me as I trekked up the hill. I was supposed to meet with Sara in said bus as she should have been at the bus stop waiting for me, but when the bus was passing, she was still on her way down so I called her and told her I’d continue on that bus (since I didn’t want to pay more money by coming off) and she was cool with that. It must be mentioned that I noted the bus number because I may be hesitant to take it again- it played the (Jamaican) music too loud, and the conductor was trying cram all the sardines he could get into the tin. I waited for about 5 or so minutes at the terminus before Sara arrived. Then we started our journey into the town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;We first stopped and looked into some clothing store. Nothing really caught my attention, except the prices. We ventured further into the area and walked and looked. We went into &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cave Shepherd,&lt;/span&gt; which apparently is a big department store with a lot of variety including books, clothing, electronics, etc. I bought &lt;i style=""&gt;The Rainmaker&lt;/i&gt; because I didn’t get to finish reading it back home and I really wanted to. Plus I wasn’t sure what I’d be doing next week and I needed something to occupy my time without internet. I paid BB$21.95 for said book. This place is expensive. I also bought a water bottle which I plan to use in the fridge either at home or school to keep my water/drink, Centrum, and antacid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;We left there and went to another plaza. We spent a while in there as Sara was trying to find jeans. I was hungry by this time but I do have enough energy to live off. She didn’t get anything she wanted so we left there and went to eat at &lt;i style=""&gt;Little John’s&lt;/i&gt;. The food was rather expensive (BB$14.25); the combo didn’t come with a drink so I had to buy that separate; the food was a bit on the bland side, but eatable none-the-less; their fries lacked something… I’ve been spoilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;From food, we went to walk a little more. I ended up being able to buy a foldable basket for my dirty laundry for BB$6. We also went to a supermarket and I joined a long line to buy a box of cereal and oats. We left there and headed toward the bus terminus, but we stopped in the market along the way. Nice! It is clean, smells good, and looks very organised. Kudos to them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I reached home at about 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I learnt today that it’s best to tag along with a tourist while shopping because they get their goods at the duty-free price which is significantly-enough of a difference in price. I also learnt that their “cheap” places such as the &lt;i style=""&gt;Cherish Cosmetique&lt;/i&gt; that I went to are like the wholesales in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Jamaica&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, only way more cleaner and more high-tech. I also learnt that I can use my Magna card here, and I was able to use it at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cave Shepherd&lt;/span&gt;. And did I mention &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Barbados&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is expensive?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; I also had CouCou for the first time- it was made using breadfruit and salt beef (salt meat as they call it) and said breadfruit was mashed like potatoes. It was served with red herring. Not bad. Not sure I'm willing and adventurous enough to try said meal with cornmeal replacing the breadfruit and slimy ocra juice/gravy/whatever-they-call-it on top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In the evening, I was finally able to get connected to the internet (Alleluia...). I feel MUCH better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-7280533110677203444?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/7280533110677203444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=7280533110677203444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7280533110677203444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/7280533110677203444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/hitting-town.html' title='Hitting the Town'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-5977258149435370379</id><published>2007-09-01T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T08:15:03.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Full Day On Campus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Aug 31:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today too many times to remember. When the alarm finally went off, I struggled to get up- ironic, I know. I bathed and got dressed and ventured out in the rain for the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; time on &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Barbados&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; roads, me and God. It was a bit of a walk with a heavy laptop and a small umbrella with part of the journey up a hill, but I survived and did the natural heavy breathing once I got to the top (sooo unfit). It didn’t take long for the ZR (ie, route taxi with a no. 3 on it) to get there. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I got to school and headed to Neetha (programme co-ordinator) as there were questions I had about registration that I needed to ask. Good thing I went there, because there was some info that got lost along the way. Got that sorted out. Then went to Post Grad for them to sign my scholarship form saying I arrived at the institution. Got that done, then on to registration. That was a but of a hassle. I went to the computer lab they told me to go while I was in the Post Graduate area, and tried logging on the computer. Nothing. Noone seemed to know much, so I left and back over the Neetha. We tried from there. I was able to change my password and all, but couldn't register because the system requires the CRN number for the courses and not the course code. Weird. Did the search. Nothing. Ok. So I go back to the computer lab where there are personnel from the Pot Graduate studies there to assist. Eventually logged on. Still I wasn’t able to register because the system couldn’t find the courses’ CRN numbers. The persons there to assist were just as clueless as to why it wasn’t working. I eventually gave up and decided I needed food in my system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I went back over to Neetha because I left my laptop in her office (I did mention it was heavy). Figured she wanted to go for lunch. I met some other students while there, one of whom had luck registering in a big yellow building on the hill. So the other two of us who hadn’t yet registered went to said building and got through with no problems. Then we went to get our ID pictures taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;We then trekked it back down the hill and went to the cafeteria for food. I had a salad that looked small but was way too much and so I ended up throwing away some of it (God forgive me). After eating, my new friend (and her mom) and I parted ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I went back to the computer lab and then I remembered that I forgot about immigration. Great! So I trekked back up that hill. Sigh. I saw a security guard and asked where I was to go. That’s when I heard that they had already packed up because today is for matriculation of the undergraduates. Oh well. I guess I’ll be back next week. The rain came on the way down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I eventually decided that I needed to head back to get my laptop and then head home. But I ended up spending over half hour with Neetha because she was telling me more about the programme. I know now that the overseas trip I’ll be taking next year is fully covered and I’ll need spending money, I could have gotten a US visa if I hadn’t already had one, and it’s a trip to Belize for a week (at least) with a possible over-night in Miami on both legs. I think from what I have heard about the programme so far, I like it and I’ll be over-worked at the end of it, but it would be worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I left there and met up with Sara. We decided that we’d go into town tomorrow (on her offering). Took the bus home with no rain this time around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I had intended to go out with Yvonne (one of B’s friends) but she fell asleep. No horrors. All in all a well-spent day. Just hoped I’d remembered to email my OAS scholarship advisor before I got home to the life of no internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-5977258149435370379?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/5977258149435370379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=5977258149435370379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5977258149435370379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5977258149435370379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-full-day-on-campus.html' title='First Full Day On Campus'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-4175951668251355737</id><published>2007-09-01T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T08:15:50.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Aug 30:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up fairly late today. No plans really to go anywhere. Mrs. Bess did some Quaker oats and offered me some so I ate that for breakfast. I read and played games for a little, then decided finally to bathe and wash my hair. I have no blow-dryer so my hair was air-dried. I read through some of the material I had printed about the programme I’m doing and those that I got from Neetha when I saw her on Wednesday. I fell asleep at some point and had a dream about being in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Jamaica&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;…can’t quite remember a lot of it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Dinner was the corned beef left over from yesterday’s dinner and today’s lunch (which was pasta from yesterday). I think it’s safe to say oily and spicy foods give me heart-burn. Ah well. Later on I tried curling my hair to make it look less trashy and a bit more presentable since I have to be at school tomorrow. Not sure how good a job I did. It still looked trashy and the moisturiser I used has a weird, sticky feel to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;After doing my hair, I went and sat with neighbour and Mrs. Bess and watch tv. Then I went to the neighbour’s house to look at a plant she told us about. Apparently the plant likes the night-life because it comes out at night and then dies in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtoVnO0DnbI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vKItwbo4BII/s1600-h/PICT0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtoVnO0DnbI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vKItwbo4BII/s200/PICT0714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105416891313397170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Then I came to my room. Played more games on the computer and fought tear through the Brian McKnight repertoire that was playing. Sigh. This is gonna be a long getting-used-to-Bim experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-4175951668251355737?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/4175951668251355737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=4175951668251355737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4175951668251355737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/4175951668251355737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/day-at-home.html' title='Day at Home'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtoVnO0DnbI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vKItwbo4BII/s72-c/PICT0714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-5215625077446003926</id><published>2007-09-01T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T17:58:08.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I woke up too early, almost as though I was anticipating the alarm. So went back to sleep and again woke up before the alarm. Sigh. I eventually got up sometime after the alarm went off and got ready. While I was waiting for my ride/tour guide, I called the OAS Office and told them I was here. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From home, we went to the university. Didn’t get through really because they said that everything will be dealt with on Friday, including registration. I went to CERMES and introduced myself to the programme co-ordinator. She was very nice and crazy and down-to-earth…but I already knew this from speaking with her from months ago. I got a time-table and a print-out of the topics covered in one courses I’ll be doing, which includes a fieldtrip. We left there and I got some of my &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; changes to BB. Then we went to the Super Centre which is a nice, expensive place. I got my sim card from Digicel, found out how to open a bank account, and picked up a few things at the supermarket. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Left that supermarket and went to another that was cheaper. Spent a lot there and still ended up forgetting some of what I needed to buy. Then came back home. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lunch was a piece and bread and peanut butter and a pack of ovaltine and mint tea. Had a hard deciding what to eat so that was it. I figure I’ll cook something later when I get back home later.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I went into the town area and went to a store to get passport pictures taken. I paid BB$10, which apparently was about BB$10 less than most other stores had it for. Waited too long for it considering it’s supposed to fast and convenient… or maybe that’s my misconception. Anyways, left there and headed home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Got back home and cooked pasta and corned beef. My first cooked meal. Mark would be proud- I seasoned the water I cooked the pasta in with some lemon-flavoured seasoning I bought. Didn’t taste too badly if I may say so. Enough was left so that’ll be diner/lunch for tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-5215625077446003926?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/5215625077446003926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=5215625077446003926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5215625077446003926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/5215625077446003926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-483131403632438742.post-3193086671762331156</id><published>2007-09-01T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T17:19:40.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Adventures Begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;August 28, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I wake up realizing that it’s the last time I’m going to waking up in my own bed for a long time. I prayed and did my getting ready. Left home later than I anticipated, but oh well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I arrived at the airport at about 7. There was virtually no lines so I walked right to the ticketing counter. I did my check-in, then went back outside to kill more time with my dad and best friend. I went back inside at about 7:40 after taking pictures. Note in all this I didn’t cry- I’m such a big girl now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtn_iO0DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S6odV63Srxk/s1600-h/PICT0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtn_iO0DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S6odV63Srxk/s200/PICT0697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105392616158240098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtn_OO0DnVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/fM9lUck_c-A/s1600-h/PICT0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtn_OO0DnVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/fM9lUck_c-A/s200/PICT0693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105392272560856402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;No hassle at Immigration. Went through and realized that I needed to eat since I coped out on breakfast. Settled for a small cup of hominy porridge from Island Grill since they had no eggs or lettuce for the egg sandwich and I’ve learnt from past experience that their other breakfast items are less than ideal. Then RuTaLoRo called me and we were chatting and she reminded me about my laptop and customs. So off I went. By the time I finished there they had already called my flight and they were boarding. I ate on the airplane.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I got the Montego Bay at about 10. Went to sit by the Air Jamaica terminal and turned on my laptop. After 2 disappointing tries, I was finally successful in logging on (for free) to a wireless connection. I had many issues with it, in that the connection was switching itself and so I kept being disconnected. Anyways, seeing that I have a long flight ahead and little hope of something substantial to eat, I went in search of food. All I saw initially was junk food. So I had to indulge in Marguaritaville’s Jerk Cheeseburger with fries and pipe water (I refused to pay over J$200 for a regular bottle of water…or any water for that matter). Wasn’t bad, but rather expensive! Atmosphere was good as well so I didn’t complain too much.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;After grub, I went back to whence I came and found it rather difficult to keep my internet connection. At first I couldn’t find it, then when it came back, it wouldn’t stay…maybe it’s cause it was intended for 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; class and a mere economy like myself can’t afford it. (The name of the wireless service was Air Jamaica First Class for the record). Tried to top up credit and couldn’t get the stupid thing running long enough to do that! I eventually decided that I didn’t think I was in the mood to put up with this foolishness so shut down the computer and dozed a bit. By the way, somewhere in-between fighting with the internet connection and sleep, there was an announcement about the flight being delayed by an hour.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I boarded the aircraft for the final time at 1:45 p.m. Found my seat and of course it isn’t a window seat. Sigh. I stick it out until we’re airborne (which was at 2:20) and cruising. I found my a nice seat away from people with a window and a nice view of the sky (which is what I wanted in the first place). The food was ok- nothing spectacular, but enough to fill the very small hole that was there since the burger and fries and pipe water.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The view, of course, was awesome. I’ll never get enough of the sky and will always be memorised by the awesomeness of a Being who could create such wonderful phenomenons. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtoAS-0DnXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/x5x_Ohp6L_Y/s1600-h/PICT0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtoAS-0DnXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/x5x_Ohp6L_Y/s200/PICT0699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105393453676862834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtoBWO0DnaI/AAAAAAAAABI/5-ZdOK6k8Wo/s1600-h/PICT0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtoBWO0DnaI/AAAAAAAAABI/5-ZdOK6k8Wo/s200/PICT0701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105394609023065506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Some 2 hours, 50 min later, we touched down at the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Grantley&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Adams&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;International&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Airport&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. After we deplane, I head to Immigration. There was where I remembered that I did get a letter from UWI stating that I have been accepted and that that letter is sitting in my nice, blue case at home in JA. Great! Fortunately I remembered another letter I got with a package so I showed this to the lady (she wasn’t very pleasant but oh well- we all have our bad days). I wasn’t able to show her a student ID card since I haven’t gotten one yet. She then informs me that I have only 30 days in her country unless UWI sends immigration a letter stating my acceptance blah blah blah. Great! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I waited for a long time before I got my luggage. Then I stood a while looking like I lost my shadow because there were no porters available, and there was no way I could carry the bags by myself without making several trips, and since I didn’t know where or how far I was going, I decided against several trips. Eventually someone who was carrying luggages for some other UWI students carried mine as well (because the student was so nice to offer her porter...all is not lost). I reach customs and thank God the lady only asked my a few questions, to which I answered her truthfully and went my way. No opening to search anything. (The balance has been struck- more or less anyways). Then I go outside and see a lady with a nice, small, but visible plaque bearing my name correctly spelt. Sniff. I’m finally here! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;It takes a few min to arrive at my destination (ie, temp home), but I get there eventually. No major anything on the way, except&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was shown a few places and told a few things that will have to be repeated several times before I remember any of it. My room is small but cozy. It’s the first of it’s kind as I’ve never been on my own before and this works quite well as a first-timer. I have a desk to study, use my computer etc, another one with a&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;chair where I can comb my hair, etc (since it has a mirror and a light above), a 5-drawer chest of drawers, a queen-sized bed, a closet, and a bookcase (sorta) the length of the closet (and beside it) with ample space. There is a telephone also and a port for internet connection (which I aint sure I taking yet cause I aint so sure what the deal is here and it’ll cost extra money). There is an overhead fan (that, unfortunately only has one speed) and overhead lighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtoA8u0DnZI/AAAAAAAAABA/zvu20o_8jRU/s1600-h/PICT0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtoA8u0DnZI/AAAAAAAAABA/zvu20o_8jRU/s200/PICT0713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105394170936401298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtoArO0DnYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pa1jO25JLC0/s1600-h/PICT0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/RtoArO0DnYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pa1jO25JLC0/s200/PICT0710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105393870288690562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Whew! Long day. I ate a fritter-like thing made with potatoes and fish and had veggies with it and cool (pipe) water that the mother of my host prepared for me. Now it’s time to settle to reading my Bible, praying and thanking God for His many, many blessings, and sleep! After all more adventures await me tomorrow!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/483131403632438742-3193086671762331156?l=leinbim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/feeds/3193086671762331156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=483131403632438742&amp;postID=3193086671762331156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3193086671762331156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/483131403632438742/posts/default/3193086671762331156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinbim.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-adventures-begin.html' title='My Adventures Begin'/><author><name>laroper18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08342621208093303886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/SgEH7rnvj2I/AAAAAAAAASc/yjvXuRyr6yQ/S220/Le.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkO0VcfouBw/Rtn_iO0DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S6odV63Srxk/s72-c/PICT0697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
