My dear lindsay lohan.... Let's go somewhere

Mom & Dad, don't worry about your son.
I keep looking up so I can hold on.
Because at the end of the day all we have is who we are.

Sometimes when I look around me I get overly discouraged from everything in my way. I'm jobless but I know theres a better job. I'm exhausted but I know theres more energy. I just need a way to find the things that are at the end of this road. Sometimes you just have to take it on the chin from the great opponent, the world. Our biggest obstacle to something else. Who knows what else. Who knows what kind of better life is available if we're not living it. I applied to the peace corps. I didn't get in. Because the age of eligibility if 18 and I don't have a bachelors degree. I know. That's what I said. So I am now searching and applying to other programs. Anything available. I have such dreams. I just want one person to say "They are possible" I want someone who's not going to pretend they'll work and in their minds believe them to be childish. Look at the great Walt Disney. He had a dream that adults could act like children and enjoy it, and they do. Every day. I want someone who believes in a greater good. Are there no more humanitarians? Willing to do anything for the greater good? What is money? Money to be is the only thing keeping me from thriving...or so I thought. For some money is the only thing keeeping them above water, and others the only thing keeping their friends from walking away. A car to me? A form of transportation. To a 19 year old living in haiti, he may never drive a car, or even sit in one. What I'm saying is that as an american I am tired of being spoiled by ipods, laptops, cell phones, and credit card debt when there are people who need medical care, who need food, who need a home. Granted this may be the circle of life now, it wasn't supposed to be this way. What happened to helping your neighbor when he's broke? What happened to dirty hands and not CEO's of charities. Dirty crooks? I'd say. I refuse to pay to go overseas when I know my money is fueling some sick bastard driving an escalade in an armani suit. I want to volunteer, I want to live like the locals, I want to do the dirty work so many greedy corporations won't. There's a whole world out there filled with more than just beautiful beaches and gorgeous locals. There's a world filled with poverty, dirty water, and sick people. Who want nothing more than an opportunity. I want to be that opportunity. Honestly this is what I want. There's always been a part of me that wanted to go where there's a need and be the answer. This isn't one of my temporary dreams this is something real. This is something possible. The more I thought of it the more I began to work this into it.
Haiti
One building 8 bunks and a couple offices.
Six volunteers and 2 people to work administrative and the in between work.
Building up a community instead of giving out handouts
Working with the locals not for them
Building places of work, for local profit.
Build these places out of the bases that they already know.
Fishermen? Fish market. Skilled workers? Construction. Nurses? A clinic. etc etc
Build the community, build the economy, fill the need.
Over time work arrangements within the community for more volunteers.
Work connections with those who can afford it to invest into the economy.
Bring in additional volunteers to build churches, houses, markets.
The dream, the man power, and the right mindset. Dream becomes reality. "You can quote me"
I know of two missionaries who have given up everything. They've given their lives to the people of Haiti. I know they'd be on board. That's where I want to start. Finding supporters, volunteers and people who will sponsor this. That's a completely different story. I think I'd like to give my time, my everything, my life... I think it's what I'm going to do. It might not create world peace, it might not change a thing but if I can give one person a chance. I'll be perfectly happy. The end =)