Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Confessions of a Beachaholic Homeschooler

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So, it may or may not be afternoon, and I may or may not still be in my night clothes. Of course, though, I changed out of them for a bit, to frolic in the rain. Please, I'm not barbaric.  My hair is admittedly a train-wreck since I haven't bathed it since the last time I went to the beach (which I will not tell you when that was). And though I've responded to two letters, I haven't done any schoolwork (sorry mum).

The reason for my insanity? Well, to be honest, it's pretty normal. But I do have a good excuse (which is completely not normal).  I have been cast into a dreamy state of reverie since Spring Break. My mind keeps on falling back on the crazy, adventure filled days like one falls back on chocolate when they are craving.

Here is a quick recap of my spring break in pictures (mostly, but I'm sure you know I have troubling shutting up so they'll definitely be words, too).

Friday, May 23rd, 2012: Our friends from Oahu made a trip over here.
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Rabbit holes and strange shoes... Our hiking adventure
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"Adventure is out there!"
Saturday: We went to a black sand beach, then walked over to the cave.
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We went to a underground cave, that has icy cold, fresh water.  Nuff' said.
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The water
Sunday: All seven of us girls went adventuring around the island.
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Jumping off rocks (yes, I know, my hair looks strange to say the least)
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We then traveled to Pololu Valley

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Shanae's very cool film camera
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This is us... Completely strange
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I think in runs in the family
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Our beautiful sunset as we headed home
Monday: Thrift shopping, Antique shopping, and Girls' night out
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The "herd" of girls at the Antique Shop... The guy who works there actually asked if we wanted a picture. He probably thought our squeezing seven girls into one small table was funny.
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Akela
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Shanae
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Kiana
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Tia
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Sisters
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More sisters
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Girls' night out
Tuesday: Another beach morning
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Kalei's awesome bubble glasses
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More of Shanae's breathtaking underwater photography
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And my brother, Isaac... Ehm.
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Besties
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A sad farewell as our friends were off back to Oahu
Wednesday: Hiking trip with more friends. Sadly no pictures, because although I was intelligent enough to bring the camera in the car, I forgot to bring it out.

Thursday: Beach day with the family.
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Our lovely, deserted beach, Kua Bay
Friday: Tea party/surprise party for another dear friend.

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Ellie
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Sarah
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My gorgeous friend and now eighteen year old, Kimberly
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"It's a camera!"
Saturday: Two more beach sessions
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So, even though I sit here, makeup slightly smudged because I fell asleep before I got to wash it off, nightclothes slightly damp from the residue of my rainy escapade, hair now a wet mess, I am happy. Gloriously happy. Oh, it's good to be homeschooled, have wonderful friends, live by the ocean.

Oh, it's good to be alive in God.

P.S. Sorry for the unendurable length of this post. Maybe it makes up for the lateness. I'll blame it on late nights and Owl City.
P.S. #2 This post is dedicated to Lidja who so kindly asked me for another post.

Monday, December 5, 2011

New hair and (semi) new photo shoots

Hello strangers,
Or maybe I'm the stranger.  I feel like a stranger to myself.

See, I went from this,
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To this,
Photo Credit: Napua

It is strange. Yes, that has been the word I have been using post haircut. Strange and pleasant. It is strange to hold my hair in my hand. It is pleasant to wash less than half of what I used to. It is strange to look at myself in the mirror and see someone else, and yet, it is pleasant to look at someone different, and yet the same.

You loose something and you gain something. I feel I lost a little of my identity. My hair was my wildness, my surfer girl, it was my windy partner.

But my short hair, it's something completely different. It's cute, it's poised. And it's something new. And I think I love it.

If you don't know, my partner in crime, was really the one who got me involved in this strangely pleasant business.
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Now before I scurry off this post, I thought I would put that photo shoot pre-haircut. And really I think my haircut is lovely, as is my friend's.
Kalei Photo credit: me
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photo credit (for the rest): napua


Which is your favorite? And, dare I ask, short or long hair?
Have a lovely, dreamy day.
Post Script: Don't you love the new look. It's all her genius-ness. I'm serious, Haley is inspiring. Her pictures, her writing. She's awesome. Thank you.