Here it comes again: National Foster Care Month. Last year it gave me mono. This year, I anticipate the swine flu. So far, it has convinced me to alienate all my friends and hide away every chance I get.
This is one such chance. Saif is playing video games and I'm rather content on the computer doing absolutely nothing productive. All my midterms were rescheduled for this week: philanthropy on Wednesday, racial politics on Thursday, and astronomy on Friday. I won't even go to class on Monday- I haven't gone to school on Mondays or Fridays since the term started. Instead, I work on OFYC and National Foster Care Month. So everyone better care, because I worked hard for this.
I made president for OFYC in March. I really wanted it, but I fear that it will be like in high school when I made captain of the soccer team (I didn't really work for that one, it just kind of happened to me). When I get a leadership position, I tend to relax a little and don't put much effort into it. I feel like maybe it's because I'm in the mindset that I made it the top so there is nowhere else to go but down, but I don't want to go down. I was the worst team captain ever- I don't know what that coach was thinking. But, not only do I not want to let the OFYC members down, but I care a lot about foster care policy and I only have one year to make a huge difference through OFYC (unless I run for chair again and get it).
April took it's own sweet time, which it tends to do, but I found ways to keep from sleeping. I worked my magic with our bag drive, and promoted National Foster Care Month like you wouldn't believe. And then, out of nowhere, I turned 21.
I imagined this birthday would be different. I thought I would be with my sister, but we haven't been speaking, so when she called we only talked for a couple of minutes. May first was on a Friday, so we celebrated on the Thursday before, and Thursdays are usually packed with the UCF dinner and then, of course, Greys Anatomy and Private Practice. Naturally, it's a bunch of girls, and we have found that Saif's apartment is quite a nice place to watch. We did, and then for about an hour we were on facebook and then doing make up and taking tequila shots out of Saif's arabic tea cups. Around 12:30, we went to Jamisons so I could get carded for the first time. I called the lady a Nazi... Then, this guy who didn't even know us threw down thirty dollars to buy us all shots. After that, I know we went to the Horsehead because my friend works there and I literally drank a sweet tart. I'm pretty sure after that we went to John Henry's and the rest is fuzzy. It's never happening again.
On Friday, I went with UCF to the beach and brought some foster care awareness projects. I was so tired all day though and I was getting upset over small things. It got to the point where everyone was annoying me and I asked Saif to come get me today. He took forever, but I was happy to come back. I felt so overwhelmed with everything, but I got really upset and asked Saif to come pick me up. I still can't believe he actually came!
All in all, it was a discouraging way to start out the most important month of the year, but in the end it was worth it.
