Thanksgiving Breaaaaak!!
Sooo ready for a break from school. Jae and I have packed up the room. We're all set. I'm basically just sitting around because we have to stay for choir. That's fine though because it means I'll be able to have dinner with Andy before we go. Eek. Don't know what I'm going to do while he's in Africa. Gonna need lots of distraction.
Went to a food bank today to drop off all of our donations. It felt really good, but at the same time it made me feel guilty. I can't quite put a finger on it. I think it's because I'm so privileged. Should I really be feeling good about myself for dropping off some cans? I do nothing else. I'm pretty selfish I guess. I don't know. It was a contrast of feelings. Last night though...amazing. We collected almost $300 in the dorm storm. It feels good to be sending that money to the Children's Miracle Network. Good job Age! :)
So, on a completely different note, I recently came into contact with someone I never expected to speak to again. It feels good to no longer need, to have a good sense of self. We've gone in two such different directions. We couldn't have less in common. I no longer see this person as the "end all, be all." It's sad at the same time, though. We can't talk the way we used to. Other than the fact that I don't trust said person, we just can't have a normal conversation. My defenses are up and her every word is tinged with religion. It just doesn't work. Our contact ended abruptly once again after I insulted her extensively and she insulted me back. I found myself disgusted by the close-minded web of deceit. The verbal bashing on my part was my metaphoric way of shaking her, trying to open her eyes. Obviously, I failed. Oh well. At least this time I really do have a sense of closure. And strength.
I'm so cold. I think I'm done. Happy Thanksgiving!!
P.S. What the hell am I going to eat?
Went to a food bank today to drop off all of our donations. It felt really good, but at the same time it made me feel guilty. I can't quite put a finger on it. I think it's because I'm so privileged. Should I really be feeling good about myself for dropping off some cans? I do nothing else. I'm pretty selfish I guess. I don't know. It was a contrast of feelings. Last night though...amazing. We collected almost $300 in the dorm storm. It feels good to be sending that money to the Children's Miracle Network. Good job Age! :)
So, on a completely different note, I recently came into contact with someone I never expected to speak to again. It feels good to no longer need, to have a good sense of self. We've gone in two such different directions. We couldn't have less in common. I no longer see this person as the "end all, be all." It's sad at the same time, though. We can't talk the way we used to. Other than the fact that I don't trust said person, we just can't have a normal conversation. My defenses are up and her every word is tinged with religion. It just doesn't work. Our contact ended abruptly once again after I insulted her extensively and she insulted me back. I found myself disgusted by the close-minded web of deceit. The verbal bashing on my part was my metaphoric way of shaking her, trying to open her eyes. Obviously, I failed. Oh well. At least this time I really do have a sense of closure. And strength.
I'm so cold. I think I'm done. Happy Thanksgiving!!
P.S. What the hell am I going to eat?