Season 3
Day number two of using names...
I feel amazingly better today. I'm just stuffy and full of coughs.
So Lacy and Brownie are meeting right outside my door. Lacy has decided that she doesn't have time to do everything...and so she is going to start delegating more. I turned down multiple positions offered to me last semester. I turned them all down so that I could apply for an exec position on Panhel; now, I think I currently spend about eight hours a week as their PRVP. It's what I wanted to do. Whatever. It's more time than I thought it would be...but no big deal...I like being over-committed. I finally, weeks later, grudgingly told AXD I would accept the position of Activities Chair...only because that meant, as a member of the Chapter Life Council, I would be able to vote on Date Night themes and party favors. I was promised that I would not have to spend more than an hour a week on anything related to my AXD office. It took them about 10 minutes to even talk me into it. Anyway...I told a very stricken-looking Brownie and Lacy that if they expected me to take on any more responsibility, that they could basically forget it...and should probably start deciding what other member can take over the position of Activities Chair.
I don't think either were too happy...but you know what? F them. I'm too busy...and Lacy? Well...she's an awful leader who seems to lack a certain normal-ness that most sane people have...I think she might actually lack several pieces necessary to equal a non-sketch girl. To put it point blank...she's weird...and conservative...one of those girls who grew up in a freak Republican family in the middle of no-where Iowa...she is that last person I will ever let delegate anything to me. I neither like or respect her. She is just going to have to deal with her position herself.
I officially deleted the creeper with intense facial hair and Alec (aka, according to my phone's contact list, 'cute sweater vest') from my phone.
I need to eat something. I've been up since 8:00 a.m. and all I've had has been an 80 calorie Italian ice cup. I'm in a bad mood...and I can't run yet because I'm still semi-sick. Whenever that happens...I stop eating...I can't help it. I think I'm going to start setting a timer. Every three hours, I need to eat at least 150 calories.
Today...names were not so bad.
I feel amazingly better today. I'm just stuffy and full of coughs.
So Lacy and Brownie are meeting right outside my door. Lacy has decided that she doesn't have time to do everything...and so she is going to start delegating more. I turned down multiple positions offered to me last semester. I turned them all down so that I could apply for an exec position on Panhel; now, I think I currently spend about eight hours a week as their PRVP. It's what I wanted to do. Whatever. It's more time than I thought it would be...but no big deal...I like being over-committed. I finally, weeks later, grudgingly told AXD I would accept the position of Activities Chair...only because that meant, as a member of the Chapter Life Council, I would be able to vote on Date Night themes and party favors. I was promised that I would not have to spend more than an hour a week on anything related to my AXD office. It took them about 10 minutes to even talk me into it. Anyway...I told a very stricken-looking Brownie and Lacy that if they expected me to take on any more responsibility, that they could basically forget it...and should probably start deciding what other member can take over the position of Activities Chair.
I don't think either were too happy...but you know what? F them. I'm too busy...and Lacy? Well...she's an awful leader who seems to lack a certain normal-ness that most sane people have...I think she might actually lack several pieces necessary to equal a non-sketch girl. To put it point blank...she's weird...and conservative...one of those girls who grew up in a freak Republican family in the middle of no-where Iowa...she is that last person I will ever let delegate anything to me. I neither like or respect her. She is just going to have to deal with her position herself.
I officially deleted the creeper with intense facial hair and Alec (aka, according to my phone's contact list, 'cute sweater vest') from my phone.
I need to eat something. I've been up since 8:00 a.m. and all I've had has been an 80 calorie Italian ice cup. I'm in a bad mood...and I can't run yet because I'm still semi-sick. Whenever that happens...I stop eating...I can't help it. I think I'm going to start setting a timer. Every three hours, I need to eat at least 150 calories.
Today...names were not so bad.