Posted by lindseygalabeas on July 29, 2012 · Leave a Comment
*TMI POST WARNING: This post contains info that is not for the faint of heart. Proceed with caution. Post contains information of a decidedly odorous nature.* If you know me, then I am without a doubt the most embarrassing person you know. It’s good for you, because you just laugh at me all the time … Continue reading →
Filed under Defining Me, Vida · Tagged with Atlanta, Awkward, Band Trip, Bodily Functions, Bow Movements, Breaking, Charmin, Daycare, Embarrassing, High school, Kenya, Mission Trips, Poop, Purple Dress, Situation, Toilets, Travel
Posted by lindseygalabeas on July 23, 2012 · Leave a Comment
I love spending time with friends. But most of my friends will know that I’m pretty horrible at keeping in touch, period. Especially over the phone. It’s not that I don’t value my friends that are far from me, it’s just that I am a super tangible person. I need to see a person…be in … Continue reading →
Filed under Defining Me, Little Things · Tagged with College, Friends, Friendship, Good friends, High school, Judgement, Long distance, Love, Masks, Non-Christian, Tallahassee, unguarded, Weekend
Posted by lindseygalabeas on June 29, 2012 · Leave a Comment
I’m not like everyone else…so I’ve got to do me. Point in case: I am what some people, ok all people would call, fair-skinned. I’ve got blue eyes, freckles and the whole bit. Learning to put on sunscreen regularly was a hard fought battle. In the summer of 11th grade, one of my friends had … Continue reading →
Filed under Defining Me, Vida · Tagged with 11th grade, Birthday Party, Comfortable, Fair Skin, Freckles, Friends, High school, Junior, Me, Sunburn, Sunscreen, Tan
Posted by lindseygalabeas on June 27, 2012 · 5 Comments
(I’m in the striped shirt…summer of my 4th grade year. The girl with the fanny pack is Katie…I think. I’d really like to see what she’s up to now…if she still prefers a fanny pack on vacations…I’d be interested in knowing. lol. Meanwhile, I’m the cool girl with a shirt that has a built in … Continue reading →
Filed under Defining Me, Vida · Tagged with 4th grade, Best friend, Broken, Diamond, Grudges, High school, Hurts, Lessons, Life, Memoirs, Memories, School