For those of you who read my blog, but might have missed my FB status. Unfortunately, this offer pertains only to those of you at Princeton, as much as I'd love to bring food to my friends back in California, or in NYC/Boston/etc. Raincheck for when I'm next in the area or when you're in Princeton!
I wonder if crushes are any easier to deal with if you know nothing will ever come of it, for whatever reason.
It seems like it should be. Or at least, it would be easier to argue against your heart. Because you have all these reasons why, even if they liked you back, it wouldn't work. And if it wouldn't work, what's the use wishing they liked you back?
"Write a poem that uses a mathematical scheme/problem/theory/idea/mystery as its formal motor."
I have an idea. I am excited. Also a bit nervous, because I don't want to screw it up.
Hint: Collatz Conjecture.
Just keep telling yourself that.
And maybe part of God's plan was for me to be hurt in order to be more able to help my friends through theirs. It's a bit strange to see similar scenarios unfold from another side. I guess it's healing for me in a bit, and I can better understand what happened when I was going through them. And I can better help them understand what's happening now.
I did say I'd take on sadness for my friends.
Initiations was honestly wonderful. A few moments near the end were almost painfully slow, but worth the wait. I'm absolutely exhausted (but doing laundry), and my brain isn't completely functional, so I'll just give a brief summary/list of highlights.
~ The huge balloon Quan got, supposedly from a flower shop
~ Nick giving out badges for completely meaningless random things, like liking pandas and having seen stars
~ "One does not simply become the rice president"
~ Wilderness Explorers! (Charter must be explored! Caw caw (Quan Quan) rawr!)
~ Being used as a battering ram by Bolton
~ Also being piggybacked by Bolton during a relay - he moved insanely fast!
~ Figuring out the riddle and finding the golden tickets in the library
~ Initiations video (esp. Curtis being transported into Smash)
~ Staircase!
~ And of course, the extremely watered down beer shower
I was thinking about this idea a lot lately, and while I'm getting no closer to actually doing it well, or figuring out how to do it, I think I've found out a good way to think about it.
I don't know if it's just me, but whenever I fly back home, and finally see my parents and climb into the car, it feels like a huge load has been lifted from my shoulders. Stress and work are still very real things, but just knowing someone will take care of you if anything happens - if you get sick, or injured, or need help - is so comforting. But isn't that God? He's there for us always, watching out for us, for our well-being. I don't know how to extrapolate this feeling, but it just helps to realize that that is what God wants for us.
It's amazing how little moments stay with you... The smile that lit up your face when you realized someone else was there. The way he was so willing to help out, even though it probably had more to do with what needed to be done than the fact it was you. Being complimented for something you never thought you would ever do, let alone be good at. Hearing about someone being excited over something you said. It's always the snapshots.
