But I don't have much homework; if I do it now, I won't have any to procrastinate this weekend. And I already put all my assignments in my agenda. (And put my highlighters to good use.) And I'm already caught up on all my homework that's due tomorrow, which is NONE. I'm even ahead of the ballgame: I worked out tonight. I've been on campus for less than a week and I've already been to the gym twice.
And ran. On a treadmill. For seven minutes. Stop your judgment: this is a big deal for the child who runs for NO MAN.
I've been sentimental, I've caught up with old friends, I've already made a few new ones, I've completely set up my room, I've Skyped with Linus and everything is right with the world. Now I'm ready to get busy. With only thirteen credits on my schedule (all of which, including the subsequent homework, will end at the end of October when I start working in a school), I have a lot of free time on my hands. So what do I do? So far, I've occupied myself right here where I sit now: on my bed, on YouTube, on Pinterest. What a life. But while there's a time and a place for that, that's NOT how I want to say I spent my senior year. This is the year that I become involved, get outside my dorm room, and see what this campus has to offer.
In the winter and spring I'm auditioning for the plays, but I can't sit around here and wait for those to come. I want to get my ass in shape again in Zumba. I want to see what this whole discipleship group thing is all about. (One of my friends is actually starting one with the book Radical, all you ladies should join, it's gonna be pretty swish.) I've always wanted to take a theatre class, and there's one offered this semester focusing on dialects, which I LOVE. (I just emailed the prof to see if there's still space, I'll let you know what she says.) I realized that, for a potential teacher, I really don't have much interaction with younger kids, so I'm thinking about getting involved in AWANA at a church downtown. I told my sister I'd host a Bingo night with her in the Student Center. Last week I applied for yet another job.
It's not because I feel guilty - for a while I felt really guilty not doing anything. It's just because I'm so damn BORED. If I really sit down and think about it (which I've had ample time to do), this is prolly the last year I have until I wheel myself into that retirement home when I have the choice to be active in things. I can choose to do things instead of being roped into them by my kids, my job, my husband, my whatever. And I should be taking advantage of every minute! It's really a miracle that I've caught myself at this point instead of in mid-November when it's too late. I know there's the potential to get so caught up in things that I start to feel overwhelmed, but honestly I'd rather have next summer be a sigh of relief instead of a continuation of the same.
Tomorrow night on campus is the big kick-off party (dear students, ya'll should come - it's gonna be great), tag-teamed with an Involvement Fair, where all the organizations on campus and from local areas come to sell their wares and get you, in an obvious word, involved. So it's a prime opportunity for a young person, bored out of her frickin' mind, to figure out what opportunities are available to get busy and do something with her life. I'm ready to start working with people and learn outside of a classroom setting and not sit around on my ass doing absolutely nothing.
Because really: who wants to waste their last year of freedom?
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A thought for today:
I believe that the greatest trick of the devil is not to get us into some sort of evil but rather have us wasting time. This is why the devil tries so hard to get Christians to be religious. If he can sink a man's mind into habit, he will prevent his heart from engaging God. I was into that habit. I grew up going to church, so I got used to hearing about God. He was like Uncle Harry or Aunt Sally except we didn't have pictures.
-Donald Miller
Blue Like Jazz
UPDATE:
The dialects class is a go! I was looking through some of the notes online, and there's a section for South African.
This is about to be all kinds of epic.
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