What does a Pro-Life club do for a social event? The answer to that question is obvious: eat watermelon, play volleyball, and race pet turtles.
A week of planning and preparing the competitors definitely paid off. Bobcats for Life had a great time at the river and I was so happy the event went well... no, not "well" but GREAT!
watermelon + volleyball + pro-lifers + turtles + river + ukelele = great afternoon
14 = hours I've spent on Bobcats for Life this week
3 = hours I will spend on Bobcats for Life tomorrow
15= hours of class I have on my schedule
12 = hours I will have after I drop my 5th class... 5 classes in one day... not a good idea.
50 = hours of B4L work a semester I must complete for TX Right to Life
50 = hours of volunteer work I must complete this semester at an agency for my Social Work class
12 = hours I work on campus per week
8 = hours until I wake up for work
2 = hours I spent watching The Office with Ryan yesterday
0 = hours I should have spent watching The Office with Ryan yesterday
Today I tried to do some math and figure out how many hours of my week are "free" a.k.a. empty for studying, napping, having a healthy relationship, etc. It's really not too bad, like it could be worse, but it's definitely a lower number of "free" hours than I've seen before... and that still isn't counting everything that is important to me that I have prioritized (lately, very poorly) into my schedule. If it weren't for journaling and the occasional therapeutic rant on this blog, I would probably lose my mind. I got a nap in earlier so now, at 10:45, I'm going to chug some Coke Zero (sidenote: "chug" is an awful word) and try and finally knock out this task that I have been somehow only touching the surface of for a week now.
I need to make a priorities chart. I also need to cancel Netflix so I'll stop watching The Office.
I'm only 20 years old and I'm just starting my junior year of college so it's probably a little, or a lot, early to say this but I've added a new hope to my "hopes and dreams" list. I hope one day I will be able to adopt or foster a baby with Down Syndrome or a baby with special needs. Something in their smiles just makes me fall in love.
This summer of transitions has finally ended.
San Marcos->Dallas->Austin->Dallas->Houston->Dallas->Jacksonville->DC->Dallas->Austin->San Marcos.
corner of my room.
paper hearts!
If I hear the sound of suitcase wheels or see another Hudson News sign I just might go crazy. Living out of a suitcase isn't fun. I tried to make Houston, Jacksonville, and DC feel like home by unpacking into dressers and closets, but by the time the clothing was folded or hung up...it was time to refold and roll away. I've discovered a way of knowing you are in a home environment: milk. There was never a time this summer when I had access to a personal fridge and a grocery store that was accessible by a vehicle (not by foot... sorry Trader Joe's, I still love ya.) so I never bought milk because I hated carrying it across town. Now, here I am in my homey apartment with my very own bed and my very own fridge... ironically I have yet to buy milk since my roommate has a gallon in there and sharing is caring... but I finally feel like I am in a home environment.
I have unpacked all my resources from this summer's pro-life endeavors and I can hardly believe how many binders, papers, stickers, and brochures I have accumulated over the past few months... it is wild. I'm looking forward to sorting through all the loose papers and filing them in their proper divider! Ha ha ha...
I have many thoughts and blessings to share but it is late right now. Tomorrow I have a craft project I'm looking forward to as a reminder of defending LIFE for my room. Excited! I <3modge podge.
wall of my room. made this today out of twine, paper, and tape!
