just forget it.
earlier in the summer, i broke up with my boyfriend.
or maybe he broke up with me. i don't know. all i know is after a couple months, i was ready to get back together. he informed me it probably wouldn't happen. just as well. moving to chicago doesn't seem to be in the cards anymore.
so i try to hang on to the idea that maybe one day he'll realize what he's done and we'll get back together. not so much. eventually, i told him i wasn't going to call him anymore. i actually told
him that, instead of just telling myself.
and poof. it's scary to me how instantly i stopped wanting to call him. i stopped missing him. i stopped wishing he would call me. i just stopped. like that.
maybe it's maturity. maybe it's that i've been in this situation before. maybe it's that i'm so fucked up when it comes to love that being without it just fits better. i don't know.
all i know is that, poof, it was gone.
don't get sick, wash up quick!
ah, scrubby bear. scrubby bear is a real friend. scrubby bear is someone i'm going to get sick of very quickly.
i've started my new job as an
americorps member for the red cross. i get to work with a small group of high school kids helping them do community service, but the brunt of my job is presentations. much like my job over the summer for the red cross, i give disaster safety presentations, but now i also give health and safety presentations too. enter scrubby bear. scrubby bear is the presentation you give to little kids to help them learn how to wash their hands. ...that's it. just washing their hands. it's fun, for now, but on average i'll be giving like 20 of those a week. maybe less. but guys, it's washing your hands. it's easy, but man it's gonna get old.
yikes.
so this hurricane, huh? crazy. starting just before labor day,
the office has been crazy. absolutely crazy. we've opened over 100 family cases in the last 13 days. all of these people have come up from louisianna and mississippi, staying with family and friends and trying to get their life back in order. and these are the people that are staying with people they know, we haven't even gotten the people they are shipping out to stay in the shelter at lambert airport.
it's nice to know that i can help in some other way instead of just donating money. donating money is a great thing to do, don't get me wrong, but it feels even better to get in and talk to the people and hand them a credit card with $695 on it to get food and clothing. well, it feels nice when they don't try and spend that tax exempt money trying to buy new playstation games at the mall.
